“Someone has to have seen where she’s gone,” I seethed into the phone, clutching it with so much strength my knuckles were turning white, and the phone began to crack in my grip.
My Beta, Ethan had just mindlinked me to tell me that the dark witch, Jazzy, had escaped. I called the packhouse right away. Jack, my head Gamma, was on the other end of the line and I knew he could feel just how furious I was.
There was no way she was able to escape the dungeon, and no one saw her. They were supposed to be watching her 24/7.
“The cell was still closed and locked when we went to check on her,” Jack explained. “I’m not sure how she managed to get out, but her cuffs were on the ground and they were still latched together.”
“How is that possible? Those cuffs were supposed to restrict her magic,” I asked, trying to control my temper as I stood in the empty arena after a long session of working out.
My heart was still pounding from the 100 pushups and pullups I just did, and I was trying hard to keep it under control. I was thankful nobody else was in the arena with me. I continued to pace back and forth as I remained on the phone with my Gamma.
“She’s the most powerful dark witch,” Jack reminded me. “It was unavoidable. Those cuffs weren’t going to hold her.”
“Let me see the phone,” I heard Ethan in the background, and I knew he was grabbing the phone out of Jack’s hand. “Alpha, I told you it was too easy to capture her. She was waiting for the opportunity to escape.” Ethan said on the other end of the line.
“We need to figure out where she had gone off to and why,” I ordered. “Is Alpha Bastien still there?”
“Yeah, he’s currently questioning Xander to see if he saw anything in the dungeon when Jazzy disappeared.”
“He’s not going to say shit about it,” I murmured, rolling my eyes.
“Maybe not; but Alpha Bastien is persuasive,” Ethan said.
“In the meantime, I need you to gather up some men and go to the Starcove. She might have returned home,” I ordered.
“You think she’s that stupid?” Ethan scoffed. “She knows that’s the first place we’d look.”
“Someone in her coven might know where she had gone.”
“And you think they’d tell us?” Ethan asked.
“We need to try!!” I growled, feeling my wolf at the brim of my mind, trying to escape through me, but I held him back.
“Okay,” Ethan said quickly. “I will keep you updated on what we find out.”
I hung up the phone without a single word and then quickly mindlinked Lila to see where she was.
As soon as I finished talking to her, I grabbed my shirt off the ground and went straight to the student lounge. When I saw her, she was sitting with a young girl at a table in the farthest corner of the room.
The girl wasn’t someone I recognized. She had long brown, curly hair that looked very silky and rested just above her tailbone. She has bright green eyes with large dark lashes, and she wore a green blouse that brought out the emerald color of
She was talking to Lila, but at that point, Lila was no longer paying attention to her. Her eyes were fixed on me as I walked into the student lounge. A few other students also looked in my direction curiously, but I paid them no attention as I walked toward the table Lila sat at.
“Professor Enzo,” she said, trying to keep her tone casual as she looked up at me; though I saw the light pink shade of her cheeks and nose, revealing to me that she felt anything but casual. “Is everything okay?”
“I need to speak with you privately,” I told her and then cleared my throat, straightening my shoulders. “It’s about your assignment for my class.”
She raised her brows at me as if to say, “That’s your excuse?”
“Kay, this is my shifting and combat professor, Enzo,” she explained. “He’s also an Alpha.”
The girl she sat with, Kayla, peered up at me with a timid frown.
“It’s nice to meet you, Alpha,” she said, bowing her head slightly.
I gave her a smile in return and nodded my head before looking back at my mate. I noticed that this girl, Kay, had a strange smell about her. She didn’t smell like a species that attends this school. She didn’t smell like a wolf, a vampire, or a bear. She didn’t even have the scent of a witch.
I knew what she was; I only smelled her scent once in my entire life and it was when I was a young boy and wandered through the forest by myself. I was almost attacked by rogue wolves, but I was rescued by a young woman who oddly looked like an older version of this girl.
She was glowing like an angel and had large wings that expanded from her back. She used magic to shield me and told me to run while she dealt with the pesty rogues. I did as she asked and when I got home, my mother scolded me for running off on my own. After I explained what happened and what had saved me, she told me that it seemed like I was saved by a fairy.
That woman had the same scent as the girl who sat beside Lila.
There have been rumors for many years that fairies weren’t good creatures and that you don’t want to mess with them. It may be true that they are powerful and not ones to mess with, but that woman who saved me from the rogues was anything but mean and nasty as the rumors stated. She was kind and gentle and protected me from getting killed.
I was very young but remembered her vividly.
I wondered if this girl had any relation to that woman.
“I was just planning a time and place to tutor her. Kay just moved here and is a bit behind on things,” Lila continued to explain.
“Do you think you can do that later?” I asked, sounding impatient. “This is very important.”
She frowned, staring at me with a lethal look.
“So is this,” she said firmly.
I already told her through a mindlink what had happened; it was infuriating that she was being difficult right now. I had to hold myself back from grabbing her and dragging her out of this room, but that wouldn’t end well for either of us.
She could see the struggle in my eyes because she sighed and turned to face Kay who was looking between the two of us worriedly.
“Let’s meet in the library this afternoon around 4 pm and we can study together,” she said to Kay gently.
“That sounds great,” Kay said with a grin. “Thank you, Lila.”
On that note, Lila stood and turned to face me, narrowing her
“Let’s go,” she said, walking past me.
I didn’t waste any time; I turned and went with Lila out of the student lounge and toward the arena where we could talk privately. The arena was my office; nobody went there until it was time for class, which gave me time to prepare and work out
on my own.
I don’t usually lock the door, but in this case, I knew I had to for extra security.
Lila turned to face me, folding her arms across her chest as she peered up at me through her long and dark lashes.
“I know you are worried because Jazzy has escaped, but you have to be more careful in front of the other students,” she said in a breath, shaking her head at me. “I don’t want them suspecting anything.”
“Do you honestly think I’d let that happen?” He asked, cocking his head at me. “Lila, this is serious. I’m worried Jazzy could come after you. Keeping you safe is my priority right now.”
“I can’t miss any more school,” she said, shaking her head.
“I’m not asking you to. But I think it’d be wise if maybe one of my gammas stayed with you to protect you while you’re here.”
“What?” She gasped. “No way. The others will start talking. Gammas have the pack symbol on their uniforms. They’ll know he’s one of yours.”
“Then we can have one of your father’s Gammas come and-”
“I don’t want someone following me around all day. You don’t think I can handle myself?” She asked, and I could hear the hurt in her voice.
“She’s a dark witch, Lila. The most powerful one to exist,” I said firmly.
“And I’m a Volana.”
“A Volana who is weakened because of the wolfsbane in your system,” I shot back. “You couldn’t even handle yourself with Xander. You expect me to think you can handle yourself with Jazzy the dark witch?”
I saw the hurt flash on her face, and she took a step back.
“I expect you to have a little more faith in me,” she said in return, her voice softening as she became consumed with the pain.
“Lila… you know I have faith in you,” I said gently, stepping toward her. “But I need you to trust me.”
She looked up at me and I saw how red her face was getting as soon as our eyes met. I loved that I still had that effect on her, but I hated the hurt look she was giving me. Max was quietly scolding me in the back of my mind for hurting our mate. But I needed to make sure she was safe; Lila was my main priority at this
I reached my hand up to touch her face, but I heard the clearing of a throat in the distance, making me freeze.
“Am I interrupting something?”