Female Novel
Chapter 93
Marcus Novak considered himself a collector, but things became difficult when your possessions wereliving humans with thoughts, feelings, and a will of their own. His own son had slowly begun to turn against him, though not for the same reasons most would. Forreasons completely unknown to the three of us, Zayne Novak needed a group of ten white wolvestransported from his father’s territory. It was strictly a stealth mission; in and out. The white wolves would be deposited at the edge ofMarcus’s territory by an ally. Our job is to transfer those white wolves to our territory.
Being caught would ensure a huge mess, one most of us might not escape from. Marcus Novak would have all rights to a****k us for taking something of his. If we were to be the onesventuring on his territory–d***h sentence. So long as Marcus remained in the dark, all parties weresafe.
“Naveah and Isaac, they’re the most important. They have to get out at all costs. The others will staybehind and help them escape if need be.” Zayne told the three of us, a sour look on his face as wecommited the details to memory. “What makes the two of them important?” Kade asked, all business. I stuck close to Kade, using his towering form to give me some confidence. “Any abilities we need toknow about?” “Isaac can help. He’s good with emotions, in a different way than you, Aurora. Naveah, not so much.”Zayne replied curtly. I tried to suppress my surprise as he said my name for the first time. It wasn’tprogress, as much as I wished it were so for Tori’s sake. What he said next sobered the three of us abit. “She’s pregnant, there’s no telling what the kid might be. It’s only a matter of time before my fathergrows impatient.” “You can’t speed a pregnancy along. Even Marcus Novak can’t force nature.” I scoffed defensively. It was more a reflex than anything else, a need to put down the monster that reared its head. Amonster with the face of Marcus Novak. novelbin
“He has no need for Naveah. He keeps her around because she’s Isaac’s mate. Her abilities areincredibly rare and unique, but they are passive. My father has no use for passive abilities.” Zaynereplied darkly, “If the kids powerful enough, he might not need Isaac either. The baby’s been showingsigns lately, doing magic from inside the womb. Not only do they have limited options, but they’re alsorunning low on time.” We had twenty four hours to come up with some sort of plan. Come tomorrow night, we would need toact. “Alec–when do we get Alec back?” I said a bit frantic. Zayne must’ve seen something urgent and unpleasant in my eyes, as he felt the need to take a fewsteps back before replying. I could feel myself bristle at his words, even if I did understand his side ofthings. “I’ll help your mate when these wolves are safely transported.” He replied thickly, his eyes dartingbetween Kade and I as though one of us might lunge for his throat. Again, I couldn’t blame him. “If itisn’t clear–I am trusting you with these wolves lives. Even after I help your mate, you’ll still have them inyour custody. All I have is your word that you will not harm them, and you haven’t even given me that.” “Somehow you don’t strike me as the type of guy to honor someone’s word.” Tori snorted in Zayne’sdirection, her words neat and venomous. “There’s very little you actually now about me.” He replied cold and flat, but that didn’t deter the infernothat was Tori. “Mm, let’s see. Self-centered, rich, spoiled, sadistic.” Tori nodded to herself, ticking each attribute off onher finger. As much as I wanted to stop her, she deserved this. Just as Zayne deserved to be remindedof his idiotic choices. “You’re like a diamond, Novak. All pretty and shiny to look at, but at the end of theday, it’s just a rock.” I could feel the tension in the room snap, but even with the forewarning, my reaction wasn’t fastenough.
Zayne snarled and lunged at Tori. Instinctively, I darted to place myself in between the two. Kade’s armcreated a cage around my midsection, pinning me against him. I remembered the vague comments about werewolves and dominance, something the twins had toldme when I first returned to town. Proving yourself through trials and tribulation, that was a huge part of belonging to a pack. I’m not sure what Zayne was trying to accomplish. Whether it was the fractured mate-bond, or Zayne’sown warped morals, he didn’t seem to be trying to k**l Tori. Zayne’s hands grasped the tops of Tori’s arms, as he pushed her back towards the wall. He snapped ather neck with semi-elongated teeth, and it took me a moment to realize what he was doing. Tori dug into the thick carpet that covered the floor and pivoted. The movement was smooth andgraceful, leaving Zayne against the wall. She slammed her weight into his gut, and I couldn’t suppress my smile when he grunted. Tori stood on her toes until her eyes reached his, and snarled in his face with a voice that was full-blooded Luna. “I will not submit to you, Zayne Novak.” She snarled, spitting the very flames that lived within her curlylocks. “I will only bend my knee to someone I can follow. You–you are a selfish, misguided, coward thathas so much power, so more than he realizes. Power to change things, but you won’t. The world ismade of miserable men like you.” Zayne took every insult and spiteful word, pulling them into the snowstorm that constantly clung to him.His eyes were shards of ice as they burrowed into Tori’s skin. What was even more interesting, his face was flushed. Rosy red across his cheeks and down his neck. The blinding rage he felt, it was the first emotion I had sensed from him. The first unbridled, humanemotion. It wasn’t encased in ice like the rest. Tori turned her back on her mate, who was both hero and villain, and left the suite with her head heldhigh. The three of us called a meeting with Julian, Garrett, and the Twins parents. For the time being, wewere shifting our focus from Alec to these white wolves. It made me sick thinking about it, but we only
had twenty-four hours. I reminded myself that this would get us Alec back, but even that was makingmy ears ache. Both Tori and I were escorted back to our rooms one floor below. Kade decided to stay with Julian andGarrett for a few more hours, planning out what I was now calling, the great white wolf heist. I lay curled up on the sectional in the suite, bleary eyed and heavy hearted. I had tried tugging downAlec and I’s bond, like I did with Kade. I could still feel the bond there, but something was blocking it. One hour and a massive headache later, a knock sounded on the door. I tiptoed over and lookedthrough the peephole, seeing nothing. What was even more worrisome was the fact that there were no posted guards at our room tonight. Wehad our own men watching over us, but there were none tonight. I chalked it up to some kind of scheduling error and cracked open the door. Sitting on the floor was a small and plain note card. While it looked as though it were from Zayne, thehandwriting was entirely different. Not nearly as neat as Zayne’s handwriting, and a few lead smudgesmade me wonder if the author were left-handed. It wasn’t the room or floor number that caught my attention, but the scribbled note at the bottom. ‘If you want to stop Marcus Novak, meet me at eleven sharp.’ Kade was still with Garrett and Julian, and I knew heading off on my own was dangerous, so I stoppedby Tori’s room. After a few knocks and several minutes, I figured she’d went to bed. I knew it wasn’t a great idea, but if the note were true, we needed those kinds of allies. I was near-certain the note was from the golden haired Alpha and Luna, the ones who very clearly detestedMarcus. I crept through the silent hotel hallways, smelling airfreshener and previously washed laundry. Myphone was snug in my back pocket, and I kept a hand on it incase this was all a huge mistake–orworse, a trap. I slipped inside the darkened suite and jumped when the door slid shut. The lighting was poor, but Icould clearly make out a large form over by the bookshelves. Reclining on a leather love seat with a scotch in hand was none other than Desmond Deville.
“I wondered if you’d show up.” Desmond mused in that musical voice of his. Both gravely and smooth,much like the scotch he was drinking. “I find g******g enlightening. You can learn so much about aperson based on what choices they’ve made.” “I’m not really here for chit-chat.” I cleared my throat, shifting uncomfortably on my feet at hisamusement. His gaze was thick and oily, and I knew it would take a few showers before I no longer felt his eyes onme. Desmond Deville wasn’t wasn’t unattractive man. For someone in his mid-thirties, he looked incredible.His rust colored hair made him even more unique, unxonventially beautiful. “Don’t you wish to know what I’ve learned about you based on your decision to meet me?” He askedwith a coy smile, one I’m sure led him into the pants of many women. “Tell me, what did you learn?” I asked dryly. This was already going badly. I was here without Kade, itching to grab my phone and call him to myrescue. I inched towards the door, a movement Desmond caught. His smile widened to nothing short of reptilian, “I’ve learned that you’re rash, and incredibly niave.” A second later, two men appeared at my sides. They seemed to emerge from the darkness itself, andwrapped their meaty hands around my arms. Adrenaline and panic surged through me as I thrashed and snarled against their holds. I gritted my teeth as one put significant pressure on my shoulder, making it bruise and ache. I noticedthe flash of something as one of the men pulled a syringe from their pockets. I vaguely rememberedwhen I had first gotten injected, and scrambled to keep that from happening again. “Knock her out and we can snatch the red haired one.” Desmond mused, running a hand through hismessily styled hair. “She might not be a white wolf, but I’ve always been partial to redheads.” I snarled at what Desmond had said, but the action only made him laugh. “Also, when were finished here, give Zayne Novak my regards. It was a cute alliance while it lasted, butwere more powerful than a spoiled child.” Desmond chuckled, “As for her other mate, set him loose onMarcus. I’m sure Marcus will snuff him out eventually. At long last, I’ll have the upper hand.”
Everything seemed to slow, and in the midst of my panic, I could feel my power bubbling beneath myskin. There was something radiating from the three men in the room: the two guards and Desmond Deville. Itwas like a light bulb beneath their skin, flickering with different colors and intensities. My power was attracted to those lights, like magnets. Panic and power rushed through me, and Ilatched onto those individual sparks and pulled. I was met with a wave of power that was so strong, I fell to my knees. I expected the two men to fallwith me, to pin me to the floor and inject me with their poison. The men fell to the floor, but not to subdue me. The two thuds were loud, but muffled from the plushcarpet. A wheeze that was supposed to be a scream, left my lips. The two human-sized lumps on the floorwere not moving, and they looked–off. Their skin was grey and wrinkled, barely covering bruise-like veins that wrapped and crawled up theneck and arms. Their mouths were twisted open, and eyes were vacant and glassy. I wouldn’t admit what I had done, even though I was vibrating with power. I had never in my life felt sostrong–so indestructible. I had no choice but to face what I had done as I turned and met the h****r-frozen face of DesmondDeville. I had absorbed the power of his soul as well, all without realizing it. “Well, well–k*****g High Table members, what will the illustrious Marcus Novak think of that?” JasparFox scolded me, emerging clad in leather pants and a biker vest, from his hiding place in the kitchen.