Semua Bab He Hurt Me, But He Needs Me: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Violetta"No," Ferrara hissed as he pulled me into his arms. "Fuck, Violetta, how the hell could you think that? You're amazing. Beyond amazing. We'd be dead without you.""You don't understand how it felt. When I realized that I could connect to everyone in the pack, that I could take their energy, I knew that I could drain them and take this mountain. No one should have this kind of power. No one should feel this way.""You gave it back, Violetta. You would never hurt anyone."How could he say that, knowing the blood that was on my hands? The wolves that I had killed for my father. Emerson. His death wasn't by my hand, but it was because of me. Death came so naturally to me."Stop it. I know what you're thinking, and that is not on you. You did what you needed to do to survive and stop the torment. This is different. You have a healing magic.""It's not healing. It's just energy. I can see all the threads within you, and if I were strong enough, I think I could do what Janelle can d

Ferrara"You're asking me to share secrets of my pack within the first month of my leadership," Elonso said with narrowed eyes. "You must not think very kindly of my intelligence."I schooled my features. The video chat was going about as well as could be expected. London was, as always, on my side. After everything he'd seen and experienced recently, I knew he would be, but he also had reservations. I could tell he hadn't forgiven me for Lunessa, but it wasn't my fault the witch hadn't stayed.Elonso, to his credit, hadn't immediately decided to clutch at Maeve like a lifeline. Whether he liked it or not, Emerson would have influenced him. I just didn't know how much."I am not asking you to reveal the secrets of your leadership. Simply what you know of Emerson. You were not under his spell. I'm sure you've gleaned a few things.""And how are Cindy and Janelle?" he said casually as he leaned back in his chair and stared at the camera."Cindy is welcome to leave whenever she wishes. I

FerraraThe Crone, it turned out, was not the wealth of information we had wanted. Katherine had left, against her orders, to be with her mate, and other than a few phone calls, the old witch had not seen her young protégé until Katherine returned with Violetta and Shane in tow. When Violetta had described her memories, the Crone had simply rolled her eyes and said it was hardly that dark and dramatic, but she admitted that her visions of a darkness consuming the mountain had begun not long after that."You could have done more to help her," I accused her. "Instead, Katherine was murdered, and Violetta was raised by her insane father.""Everything that I did put her in the path of you. Short of allowing her to die, which I could have, vow or not, this was the only course of action that would give her a fighting chance. Now, I will tell you what I know about a ternary. After that, all I can do is help Violetta learn to control her magic before Maeve catches up to her. It will be up to

Violetta"You're not focusing," the Crone snarled and rapped her staff against the ground again."You give me that staff, and I'll show you just how well I can focus," I muttered under my breath as I envisioned cracking the staff over her head.Her eyes narrowed, an indication that she'd heard exactly what I said. Irene, Lunessa, and Janelle looked on nervously. Today's training session was not going well. The Crone couldn't figure out how I could almost drain an entire pack, but I couldn't even pluck at one wolf's pack bond. The wolf in question, a young juvenile named Elise, played happily in the grass.Juveniles had essentially built up zero protections around their pack bonds. Pack children were claimed immediately, although the protection only went one way. They couldn't provide for the pack until they were adults, but they were wide open to pack magic, which meant they were wide open to me.All I had to do was tug on her bond enough to show us her wolf. A little colored gleam of

FerraraIt was a long night. Jenson led a small team outside our perimeter to search for any additional rogue wolves who were or may have been waiting. Once I was sure that the perimeter was secured and our guards were prepared, I made personal visits to Jay and Michael's families. Jay had a wife and a child, and I hoped that the child would be enough for Jay's wife to find strength. I'd have counselors keep a close eye on her. Mates didn't always survive with one passed.Michael was not married, and both had living parents and siblings. I comforted them as best I could, but I knew that the grief would darken many days for them.There were only two hours before dawn when I arrived back to my room. Violetta was already there, but she wasn't sleeping. I took a few seconds to evaluate her. The strange energy she'd had earlier was gone, but whatever euphoria we'd experienced earlier was replaced by grief. I knew she could feel their deaths in her bonds, even if she wasn't as experienced a