Chapter 125
Julian
The commotion coming from behind the walls of the dark corridor we were in was almost deafening. It drowned out the sound of our rapid breathing. Even my heart beat seemed quiet for the first time since we had lost sight of Cassie.
There was nothing but the loud sound of voices and the crash of doors as they were flung open.
“What’s going on?” I mouthed to Ian because it sounded like a mother fucking invasion.
“I don’t know.” He admitted. “But I’m going to guess that someone important arrived. Listen.” He cocked his head to the side and I did the same. Listening intently and there it was. The distant sound of pounding feet. The guards running towards the intruders. The metallic clang as weapons were drawn and then even more raised yelling voices.
“Not welcome guests then.” He mused and I had to agree with him. “We should probably check it out.”
I nodded because that was a good idea. Running blindly around looking for Cassie was pointless. Goddess knows where she had gone to. And we needed information. Intel was priceless right now.
“Yeah.” I murmured and paused. “Cassie and the boys?” I looked around wildly like I expected them to materialise out of thin musty air. “We can’t just leave them to fend for themselves not after her father outed her. If she is found.”
“She won’t be.” Ian said. “Cassie will have found her way out. She’s stronger than you give her credit for. I’m pretty sure it was us that got turnt around and anyway.” He began to walk in the opposite direction. “Plus they will take who it is to the great hall and we aren’t far from there. If Cassie is caught she will be taken there as well. Either way we will be back on our way in five minutes. No longer.”
I stared at his retreating back and then with a sigh followed after him. He had a good point and I knew Cassie could look after herself. It was me that needed someone to hold me up. I was healing and growing stronger but I was still weak. And the walls on either side were the only things that kept me on my feet as I hurried after Ian.
“Well shit.” His face pressed against another grate. This one wooden and intricately carved Ian swore.
Pressing into his side I peered through into the great hall. A Dias had been erected on the stage , one with a throne like chair in the centre of it. Duncan sat sprawled across his. His legs kicked up over the arm.
He wasn’t even pretending who was in charge anymore.
“I am here to see the queen .” The wide double doors were flung open and a man appeared. A giant of a man , with muscles so big that his blue shirt barely contained them. The seams threatened to pop at any second. Dark wavy hair brushed his shoulders and his eye were black pits.
“Lycan.” I hissed and I felt rather than saw Ian nod.
Five others stepped into the room behind him. His guards although I guessed he didn’t need any. He looked as big as a mountain. Unlike my own guards , these were both men and women.
The wolves that had assembled fidgeted nervously. And they had every right to be nervous. I had no doubt that these six could murder every single one of them without even breaking a sweat. Lycans was secretive. But their legends were told like ghost stories to keep unruly pups in line.
“You dare invade our home and-“ drawing himself upwards Duncan clicked his fingers. “Kill them.” He ordered the guards , who all rushed forward only to stop dead like they had run into an invisible wall. It was only then that I realised that the final of a man had held up an arm.
Magic? He had magic? Or some kind of alpha power that I had never heard of.
“I will ask an easier question.” Another step into the room and his power flowed with him. Forcing my packs heads to drop low. No one wanted to stare at him.
“Where is my daughter?” The giant Lycan bellowed. His voice rumbling with rage and the whole hall went quiet as Duncan stared at the huge man and paled and who could blame him. As wolves we were strong but the Lycan in front of us was stronger than any of us. The power rolling from him was enough to make all the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I rubbed at the goosebumps on my arms as that power washed over me. He wasn’t just any Lycan, his power felt different. It felt like true magic. Somewhere in his family was a witch.
“Daughter?” Duncan seemed to shake himself as he pulled himself up to his full height and tried to stare the giant stranger down. It didn’t work. It was like a toddler begging defiant in front of an angry parent.
Pointless.
The man looked around, the muscles under his fitted shirt rippling like waves. He was getting angrier and angrier. I had never seen a Lycan shift before and I knew it was different to our own. His animal was different, I wasn’t even sure animal was the right word for it because I had never seen one with my own eyes before but I had a feeling that I soon would. The stranger and his small entourage were barely containing their rage.
I smiled as we peered through the vent. Maybe if I was lucky I would get to watch him rip Duncan apart? I would have liked to have done it myself but I didn’t really care how he died, as long as he was dead.
“Yes.” The word was drawn out. Menacingly quiet. “My daughter, the true queen.” His eye met Duncan’s and the pretender paled even more. His face turned ash grey. “Cassie?”
I turned to Ian in shock and his eyes mirrored my surprise. “Cassie is his daughter?” I mouthed silently.
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