*Zariah*
“Kill him.”
His words hang in the air between us as I take in what he’s saying.
Essentially, his plan is to use me as bait to draw Micah into his reach and then kill him. When Micah is dead, I’m sure he’ll kill me, too, or keep me as some sort of a pet while he takes over my pack, kills everyone I love, and forces the others to submit to him as Alpha.
It wouldn’t be the first time he’s done such a thing.
My mind flashes back to a conversation I heard my parents talking about a few years ago, when I was so young they didn’t think I needed to know about what was going on in pack life, so they tried to avoid such conversations in front of me.
I’d try to eavesdrop as much as I could because I wanted to know.
They’d been talking about some tiny, peaceful mountain pack that Alpha Kradick had taken over. He’d done something to the drinking water there, and eventually, a lot of people died. Other people went crazy.