Resisting the Moon (Royal Shifters #2)(33)



She pulled away and I lost my grip. That was when I saw him. Amelie was in his arms, but he smirked at me over her shoulder. When his gaze turned to Sebastian, everything changed. The smirk faded and his eyes flashed.

“This must be my lucking f*cking day,” Jaret spat, voice full of venom.

Now that I saw him in person, there was no way I could deny who he was. He looked exactly like his father, Vincent Connery, the man who’d slaughtered my pack just to get to me. They had the same dark hair and evil hazel eyes.

I glanced up at Sebastian. “Why is he looking at you like that?” The Connery’s were after my old pack, not him. Sebastian had nothing to do with Finn’s people.

Sebastian closed his eyes for a second and I caught a glimpse of his memories. A girl appeared, her golden red hair shining in the sun as they played in a meadow. They were just kids, but his brothers were there as well. She wasn’t a wolf, but something different. Then his visions shifted to a time many years later, in a clearing in the middle of the woods. It was a battle I had fought in.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Sighing, he met my gaze. “I didn’t know.”

“Who was the girl?” She was beautiful and I could tell he cared about her.

“She was a friend. I’ll tell you all about it later.”

Amelie stepped back from her mate, grabbing our attention. “Jaret, who are all these wolves?”

He didn’t even acknowledge her, choosing instead to step around her. The look of hurt on her face infuriated me. If he so much as hurt her, I was going to kill him. Amelie turned to me for answers, but I was in shock. Sebastian’s memories had changed everything.

Jaret stalked forward, his glare split between the both of us. Sebastian’s power surged through his body and shot out toward Jaret, making him stop before he could get too close. “I’ve been searching for you for years and here you are,” he sneered. “Who would’ve thought you’d be mated to the one bitch who started it all. Now all I need to figure out is if I want you to watch her die or vice versa. Decisions, decisions.”

Sebastian growled, making the wolves around us grow restless. They were poised to attack. “It’s going to be real hard to make that decision when I’m ripping your head off.”

Amelie sucked in a breath, her eyes wide. “Will somebody please tell me what the hell is going on?”

Down the way, I heard a car treading down the gravel driveway. It was too soon to be Finn. Dread settled in the pit of my stomach. A van with no windows in the back approached the house.

Jaret chuckled and waved his hand at the driver. “There will be plenty of time to explain, my darling. I’m sure your cousin will be more than happy to fill you in. Right now, it’s time to go for a ride.”

The wolves closed in around us while one of the guys opened up the back door to the van. Amelie started to go to him, but one of the wolves jumped in the way and snapped at her. “Jaret!”

“Get in the van, Amelie, or Adrian here will take a bite out of her.” He pointed at me and I snarled. No one was going to touch me.

With tears in her eyes, she glanced back at me before getting in the van. I nodded to let her know everything would be okay. We were outnumbered; we had no choice but to play his game for the time being.

“You’re next,” Jaret said, glaring at me and Sebastian. The wolves moved in closer, baring their teeth. There were only ten of them, but it was still too many for me and Sebastian to handle on our own. I was stronger mated, but even having a royal’s strength had its limits.

“If you so much as hurt Amelie, I’ll rip out your balls and watch you choke on them before tearing you apart,” I hissed. Jaret burst out laughing and Sebastian grabbed my arm.

“Don’t provoke him,” he warned. “Get in the van and I’ll follow you in. I’ll handle that f*cking cocksucker.” Huffing, I started toward the van with him close on my heels.

“Wait,” Jaret called.

We turned and watched as he approached, several wolves in tow. My stomach clenched as I watched him leer at me, his gaze raking down my body. Sebastian’s body trembled in rage, but I grabbed his hand, hoping it’d calm him down. It didn’t work.

Jaret nodded at the other car and waved for me to follow him. “I change my mind. I want you with me. Let’s go.”

Sebastian’s eyes flashed. “Fuck that. She doesn’t go anywhere without me.”

Jaret laughed. “Well, I say she does. It’d be a shame to rip her apart right now. The two of us have so much to catch up on.”

“If you fight, they’ll hurt you, Sebastian. Whatever Jaret throws out, I can handle it. I need you with Amelie. She needs to know what’s going on.”

He squeezed my hand and I looked up into his troubled gaze. “It kills me to know you’ll be alone with that bastard. The thought of him touching you . . .”

“I’ll be fine, I promise. You know I’m strong.”

“The joys of bonding. Let me guess, you’re talking about how much you love each other?” Jaret taunted.

“Like you would know anything about that,” I snapped, glaring at him over my shoulder. I turned back around and several of Jaret’s men stormed toward us. “You need to go. Tell Amelie everything.” They were about to grab for him, but he jerked out of their hold.

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