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"Which involves us," Saint concluded.
It took me a minute before I frowned deeply. "The Coven?"
Saint gave me a look. "The Vile Queen. Whoever she is, we need to figure it out before we're all pulled into something."
"We shouldn't be involved," I huffed. "This is only going to get messy. I'm not here to become an endangered species."
"You already are." Saint rolled his eyes, but they were as serious as ever. "We're all endangered, Jayce, but guess what the problem is?"
My wolf’s thought process was way faster than mine, leaving me shocked as something seemed to click. "Willow."
"What if Willow is a Connector?" he offered in a tiny whisper.
"I haven't heard that word since I was a kid, Saint," I whispered.
"Same, but an acquaintance of mine who's close to Aurelia stated that's what the Coven thinks Willow is."
A Connector Wolf.
"I thought those were all myths," I whispered.
"Maybe, but until we can find the real description of that name, we'll have to leave that up on the potential board."
"If she is one...that's good for us," I muttered.
"You're correct," he replied. "And fucking bad for the rest of the world."
The way I smiled surely made me look like a damn villain. "If she is one...we're not going to be able to keep our secrets much longer," I noted.
Saint smiled then, his wolf retracting from control as he slipped his hands into his pockets.
"Probably," he began and shrugged. "Maybe it's about time we endangered wolves came out to play?"
He moved from the wall and turned away.
"Maybe then these fools of wasteful currency and weak power will shut the fuck up and leave us to live in peace." His voice was deadly low, as if he were now a demon in human flesh.
I understood him perfectly, and his words only made my smile grow.
"If Willow accepted Neo, what are the chances she'll accept us?" I tossed to him.
His deep chuckle made clouds begin to form in the sky, the light dimming in the halls.
"Those chances are very high," he whispered. "And that's going to be the most intriguing thing of all. Because if she's what we think she is, we'll only grow stronger. The more powerful, the sooner we'll achieve our desire for immunity."
"Immunity," I repeated. "What a sacred dream."
"One we'll achieve. All Dimitris's hard work and sacrifices will be worth it."
"We really take him for granted," I whispered. "Let's get him a spa date with William."
"Now you're pushing your luck." Saint laughed, and the joyous sound made the clouds vanish and the light filter through the windows once more. "Mission: Persuade Dimitris To Give Us Two Weeks Off has to commence first."
"Two weeks my foot. Some shit is going to pop its head up in three fucking days," I complained.
"Probably," he agreed. "But as long as I get to party, drink, and dance with Willow, I'm down for whatever. Besides, we're good at multitasking."
He had a valid point.
