Chapter Seventy–Five
DRAVEN
showed and ready to go before the
tags and pours its molten honey an tank top when Gabriel roll up in his dark gray
“Hello gorgeous,” he says. “Where’s your friend?”
sile, tilting my head toward the room we stayed in. “She’s getting dressed
I smile,
hen the door opens and Emody nuts looking absolutely dazzling in while at her and she does a little spice, I winking at her as we all pebre
e jeans and a fitted Mack sweater. She’s a lot cater dressed the a pet. I
And not just any arms, Donsonic’s
the smell of pine and citrus in my nose. I needed it as badly that I mind most of the night. It hurt to think that Dompeir was probably in bed with that sharp fan Harbor. It was killing me to imagine he was holding lest night instead of me. That he chose to keep her instead of me. God, please take this pain away. Please. Or st
her
ripth mough, I don’t feel as tired as I should. The throbbing in my neck and che
do you guys have out bere?” I ask as we set out on
to be lessened a bit. Either that, Lappeers to be a freshly paned mad just behind the mood.
ed to the
He chuck)
“The usual small town muŋhem
couple of stoers, a parket, a school. Town hall. That sort of thing
[phone shops then I complain quietly
He laught. “Th, not exactly. But if
one, one of the elders will accommodate you. That is of
provided you are approved for
“Sanctuary” I righ. Is that what this it? Is that what I’m doing here? Staying safe from Domonic? I shake my head to clear the ages of 1
vants my head space. I am not going to let you in my morning broken heart! Notter how much I want that bastard
Sure, I could lie to myself some more. Tell myself that maybe Margo really is his mate and that it’s only right that I let him go. I mean he did say that I could stay
bene with him wrdd be eliminated the threat. What he didn’t realior was that if I thought for minute that he could send me yli would ne
him. I never would have let him touch me. I could try and give him for doing exactly what he said he would do from the start if I wanted t
chim Breven. So lifetime of pain, here I come, because I’m just that stubborn.
A sign looms up ahead painted in red and white. It hangs upon an enormous back will that disappears into the trees on both sides of the rout Loup Rouge in painted in maroon letteting and a wrought iron fence opens as we approach.
Whoa. Emily says from the set behind me.
When you said closed community, I didnt real you met dosed community,” 1, gaping at the warmed that stand on each side of the dorsed head to toe in black gear. I can’t even see their faces because they’re wearing some sort of mask that only allows for their noses and eyes to uncovered. They’re garbed kind of like I would imagine Special Forces to be dressed. “Are you sure this is a town and not a prison?”
Gabriel Laughs. Tas are. The guards are here for our protection”
“I see,” Treply. Watching the soldiers eyes as we drive past. The pair of them are staring at me with acute apprehension, Alestit as if they assume 11 bei Stranorly moved, it’s not an unpleasant feeling it almost makes me want to smile at them.
sue. They atte
As we roll further in the trees heronse sparse and buildings begin to come into view, it kind of looks like a college campus on each side of us. With people shout, walking from one danction to the other. Most of them are male, but I tch a pimpse of a few females here and there. Not many though. That alone for a bet of panor, but I dont let it get to me
stray bulding built mutirely of white brick. The sign on the front of the building reads. Town Hall.
“Shall we? Gabriel anks, cutting off the engine and unlocking the doors. His twinkin, blue eyes fall over my body in an Je to take you to fach. Regardless of what the outcome
crest. “After your meeting, I’d
stare at him for a moment before pesninding myself that I need to get over Do That’d be lovely,” Iary, biting my lip and turning on the charm. Pick Drimea, sully? Are we going there? Yes son are, Bride brain, so that the bell up.
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“Perfect,” he cook with a lick of ha phimp lips. His heard is freshly trimmed and his hair styled immaculately. He truly is handsome.
Three of us enter the building and right away I’m struck stupid by the modern decor looks a lot like the packhouse in Port Charles. Blacks, grays, and soft blue track lighting. Maybe it’s well thing?
Gabriel points us toward a set of double doors. “Go right through there. The council ready waiting for you. Ell be out here waiting.”
“You’re not coming in?” 1 chimp, only mildly concerned. I mean, what if he only really tought where so that we could become lunch? I never did ask Dominic of wolf shers over at Aurans. Imally should have asked that
“I’m not allowed. This is a private hearing, but I promise, you’ll be safe.” He grins plicing a hand super low on my back – like cresting on my ass kind of love. “If there’s any trouble, just say my name and 111 burst through the doors and carry you off,” he whispers, his mouth on the shell of my ear.
Oh yeah. He definitely wants me
I turn to face him and allow myself a slow, sickly sweet smile. “Promise?”
His jase clenches, hot climbing into his eyes. ” “Promise.”
1 nod, then turning away from him I take Emily’s hand and the two of us enter the large room. The doors close behind us with a definitive thud. Twelve men sit on one side of a long cherrywood table. The kind of table you would imagine they use in board meetings or jury deliberations. One of the twelve men stands and 1 recognize him immediately. He is the stranger from last night, and now, in the sunlight, I note that his hair isn’t all gray. Most of it is a startlingly familiar shade of red–brown. He is smiling at me as are the rest of them. It’s creepy as hell.
“Miss Draven,” the man says. “My name is Adam. I am the acting Alpha while my son is away?”
His son? So his son is the Alpha of this place? Or pack? Or whatever?
A soft chuckle floats through the crowd causing Adam to glace in both directions. “Gentleman,” he scolds before turning his attention back to me. “Would you and your companion please have a seat?”
I grip Emily’s hand harder and we both take a seat on the opposite side of the table in the two chairs obviously present just for us. “Nice to meet you.”
Adam smiles. “I have already given my approval to the rest of the council and all that is left is for them to vote.”
I gasp “What Really? You don’t want to ask me any questions fint?” What kind of hearing is this?
The man on the very end smiles wanly. All we really needed was to see you and, sont you for ourselves. Now that we have, all questions we may have asked, have
“Scent me?” I glare at him.
The man grins. He too is older, his hair a graying blonde. Deep blue eyes crinkle when he smiles at me next and I’m feeling a sense of deja vu. “Yes, You carry the Red Wolf Scent” He chuckles. “Or rather the scent of our Alpha, Which tells us, that you…abe his mate.”
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