The Enemy of My Enemy–2
Then he told us everything. His plan to kidnap Thea, and how afterward he went to find her, asking to be part of the child’s life. Thea, bless her kind soul (which might get her in trouble someday), had agreed.
“You know she could get in trouble if the authorities find out about your connection,
right?” Sophia asked.
“Don’t worry about that. I’m working on a plan,” he gave her a playful smile, but didn’t
elaborate.
“Since you’ve been in touch, did she mention anything to you? Maybe feeling unsafe or threatened? Anything at all,” I asked. We needed some leads to start investigating.
Graves told us about when Thea first received a note, continuing with the two that followed. She’d received the final note yesterday. The day she was shot.
A sickening feeling rose in me at the thought that she’d turned to Graves for help instead of me. Before it could consume me completely, I pushed it aside. None of that mattered
now. Not when she was lying in a coma.
“I hate that I couldn’t protect her. I should have investigated deeper, maybe could have prevented all this,” he said.
I saw an emotion in his eyes I never thought I’d see. He was struggling with it because he’d never needed to feel guilty about anything.
No one spoke because we were all battling certain emotions. We all thought we could have prevented this somehow.
I sat down with a sigh when Aurora walked into the waiting room.
The second Graves saw her, all warmth and guilt vanished. Before any of us could do anything, he lunged at her, grabbing her by the throat and shoving her against the wall, sharp claws instantly extending to dig into her neck.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Roman shouted at him, but he didn’t stop.
Aurora let out a choked cry, not daring to move. Fear covered her entire face.
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The Enemy of My Enemy–2
I looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “Let her go, Graves.”
He didn’t listen. In fact, his claws were fully extended now, almost breaking her skin, and the scent of iron began to fill the air.
Roman growled, trying to pull him off his sister, but Graves didn’t budge, his strength surprisingly powerful, enough to challenge a werewolf who had inherited the Alpha position months ago.
“If I find out you had anything to do with hurting Thea, I swear I’ll gut you. Like those animal organs you love to eat, understand?” he snarled.
I had no idea how he knew about her liking for animal organs. Then again, nothing he did or knew would surprise me anymore.
She nodded tearfully, eyes wide. Graves flared his nostrils, deeply inhaling her scent of fear, seeming to verify her genuine reaction, then released her, claws slowly retracting to
“Try to hit me one more time, and you’ll be buried next to your father within a week,” he
That seemed to cool Roman down quickly. He backed away from Graves. He knew this wasn’t an empty threat. If Graves said he would do it, he damn well would. And judging by Derek’s ultimate fate, I believed he could.
A nurse walked in, breaking the tense atmosphere.
“Alpha Ashworth, I’m the head nurse…”
“How’s the baby?”
She gave me a small smile. “She’s in an incubator, as you already know, but she’s doing
well so far. We’ll need to keep a special eye on her for the next few days to make sure what happened to her mother didn’t leave any permanent damage, but we believe she’ll
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