My Warrior Wolves (A Werewolf Shifter Romance) (Sanctuary, Texas Book 4) by Krystal Shannan

My Warrior Wolves (A Werewolf Shifter Romance) (Sanctuary, Texas Book 4) by Krystal Shannan

Author:Krystal Shannan [Shannan, Krystal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KS Publishing
Published: 2016-01-05T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 22

TRAVIS

The air outside the lodge was thick with anger and the scent of propane from the torches lit around the burial circle. Two bodies lay in the center of the circle, each with their own pine box. Crawley had spent the entire day making them while the rest of the pack prepared the herbs and items needed for the funeral fire. We didn’t burn bodies any more--that was a tradition that stopped hundreds of years ago--but tightly knit packs did still burn incense and herbs on a small fire near the bodies. A sacrifice to call on the gods to lead the fallen souls to the safety of Elysium. Though if it were up to me, I’d cover their coffins with tar and send them on their way to Tartarus—their souls trapped by the tar and never able to escape the pine box holding their bodies.

My mate was more gracious than I and surprisingly more forgiving. She’d insisted on a burial ceremony that gave the deceased the best chance of finding peace. It was what she wanted for her pack most of all, but Garrett and I had already discussed alternatives if peace could not be achieved. We wouldn’t force her to leave Ada—it wasn’t the Lycan way to force a female into any decision—but we knew it was an option that would continue to arise if this problem with Victor wasn’t dealt with swiftly.

So far, he’d given us no reason to eliminate him outright. Instead, he continued to whittle away at the integrity and morale of the pack. Turning one member after another against Charlie. I could smell the disloyalty, anger, and frustration. It was hard to blame them. They’d lost so much when the Djinn had betrayed them. Now two more of their family had turned to murder and paid the ultimate cost—their own lives.

And for what? A man who wanted to feed them straight to the beast we all knew would betray them and most likely kill them.

Xerxes was evil. Angry. And out for blood and power. The only reason he wanted this pack was to harvest the few who would turn away from their freedom and work for him.

In exchange for what?

Not dying. Not having their throat slit.

The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I stepped into the ring of the funeral circle to stand next to my brother. His proximity protected us both, but the feeling of being stalked did not fade.

Charlie was being hunted by her own. But so were we.

Garrett glanced over to me and nodded to his left. My gaze traveled the invisible line and noticed Victor standing behind several other pack members.

One of the standing torches marred my view of Victor, but as I focused on him, the words falling from his lips ceased.

Lycans were a species renowned for their hearing. A whisper fifty yards away for us was as clear as two humans speaking to each other across a dining table.

She will pay. Those were the only words I caught before Victor stopped speaking and moved away from the circle.



Download



Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.