Chapter 133
Envy
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I woke to quiet. Blanket to my chin, hand where it goes now, right on my little bump. My
mates were surrounding me; honestly, it was a little creepy how they were all staring.
“Did I miss something?” I asked, stretching my legs.
“You did, little mate,” Xavier said softly.
That tone flipped me from warm to on–guard in a heartbeat. I pushed up on my elbows.
“Witches,” Levi said.
“They’re the ones using the rogues,” Noah added.
“Do I dare ask what they want?”
No one answered. Four sets of eyes dipped, not far, just enough to hit the curve under my
palm.
“Our baby,” I whispered.
They nodded.
Air thinned for a second and then remembered my lungs. “Tell me all of it,” I said. “Plain and simple.”
Noah slid a glass into my hand like he’d rehearsed it. “Two wolves were controlled at the north fence,” he said. “Eyes wrong. Mouths open. Voices came out that weren’t theirs. They said they speak for Salira and they want our baby.”
Haiden hooked his thumbs in his pockets, jaw tight. “We burned what we could burn. No pack injuries. Pride took a bruise.”
“Fuck.” I swore under my breath and was already reaching for my phone. “I need to call
my mum.”
Four heads nodded. No one tried to talk me out of it. Xavier thumbed the speaker off so it would be just us. I paced once, two steps, turn, back because sitting felt like drowning.
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Chapter 133
She picked up on the first ring. “Evelina?”
“It’s me.” My voice came out steady. “Witches, have been getting close” I said. “They used two of our wolves like mouthpieces. Said the name Salira. Said they want my baby.”
Silence, and then the sound of a chair scraping. “Where are you?”
“Home. Underworld. Safe.” I pressed my palm low, like I could hold the promise there.
“Your brothers are already on their way so they can be there for your shift. This isn’t good timing, they must know you and your pup will be vulnerable during the transition period.”
“What do I do, Mum?” The words came out small before I could stop them. For a second it felt like the floor kept sliding and I was just a girl again, waiting for someone to tell me
where to put my feet.
“You stay strong,” she said, steady as a post. “You protect yourself, you protect your family, and you keep fighting anything and everything that stands in your way. Okay?”
I needed to.
“You’re safe,” Xavier said, leaning closer. His thumb brushed over the curve of my bump. “We’ll keep it that way.”
Wed,
My throat worked, but words came thin. “They want our baby. My mum… she told me to stay strong. But that feels so small when the whole world keeps trying to take pieces of us.”
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