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If the humans knew all of them would be eligible to enter through the gates of heaven, everyone would go against the rules for the thrill of it.
Despite the change in the scriptures, Lucifer did have a successor—a heir that would take his throne in the depths of hell.
To think that was the heir who kidnapped our mate to do a trade with the Vile Queen but somehow decided to change his mind, fuck up the plans of the Vatican, and help discover the truth of Saint’s upbringing.
That was a whole other shitshow that I managed to decipher thanks to the video footage Jayce retrieved from the church.
I was sure the original intention of the cameras was to capture this showdown—Father Christopher probably believed he’d meet with the Vile Queen at that very location for the exchange—but things didn’t go as planned.
Now I had to deal with trying to acquire Saint’s birth archives, figure out where the fuck the Vatican hid this Chalice of Sin, and simply add that to the list of things we needed to steal for our grand domination of NYC.
Fuck. My head hurts.
There was too much fucking information running through my head, and I was trying not to be overwhelmed by it, but that was easier said than done.
Sensory overload was so easy to trigger when you were an Alpha, but it was only worse when you were connected with so many overpowering wolves.
Who told me to gather Endangered wolves again? Oh right, my psychotic, mourning ass.
Despite the pressure of it all, I still couldn’t regret forming this pack. It oddly felt like destiny, all of us coming together with our unique similarities and vast differences.
Then Willow entered our lives and somehow triggered our expansion.
I guessed it was a good fucking thing that we bought such a big property, but I was keeping my fingers crossed no more men were joining the pack.
At least, no one who may become romantically involved with Willow.
With Arthur being lugged into the picture, it was clear he was going to become a love interest. It may take time to build the relationship with Willow, but if Saint’s past was true and Arthur was actually his mate, Willow would be pulled into that sexual madness.
The shift in the air made me ensure none of the other pack members were near the premises before I glanced at Willow one more time to confirm she was in deep sleep.
Rising up, I shrugged off the cream satin suit jacket and easily moved in a blur until I was right behind where Willow sat.
Laying the Fendace Classic Edition piece upon her shoulders made her relax before I managed to tug the pizza out of her death grip.
“M…ine,”she muttered in her sleep, and I prepared for the off-chance Willa would emerge and wake up, but she was still once more as her breathing slowed further.
“Poor thing is tired as fuck,”my wolf commented.“How many do we get to kill before we tuck her into bed?”
I sighed at his comment, feeling the spike of irritation forming at my temples thanks to the thought of fighting right now, but like they say:beggars can’t be choosers.
"Sir.”
The soft voice of a young boy came from my left, encouraging me to simply glance over to acknowledge him as he stood in a tailored red suit.
“You shouldn’t be working, Klaus,” I began and managed to reposition Willow so her head could rest upon her crossed arms on the island.
Further moving her pizza to join the abandoned plates of leftovers, I didn’t need to say a word before the entire island was cleaned in ten seconds flat.
Returning my attention back to Klaus confirmed who else was present.
“Nikki.”
“Good evening, Sir Moore,” the pale red-haired woman greeted with an added bow. “I’ll ensure the house is spotless in five minutes.”
That was all she said before she was gone in a blink, which only told me someone from the Coven was arriving.
This really isn’t the time.
