And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Shock filled me.

He was here... but he was at the mercy of that cold-hearted bitch!

No one ever tells you what it feels like to watch the person you love to be tormented. To be held captive and forced into the will of another. No one tells you how much your heart can shatter from just one look. He was out there... at their mercy, and here I was behind cold walls.

It wasn't fair to think he was going through this alone out there, and I was stuck here. For weeks I had been worried about it. Wondering where he was and if he was okay.

Shit, if he was even alive.

He even was forced to miss the birth of his children because of them.

As if a damn broke, I lost all clarity for a moment. Priscilla's mumbled words went unheard as I slowly turned to them and held out a sleeping Castor, who was still in my arms. "Take her." Priscilla didn't hesitate to take the child, and as she did, she nodded at me in understanding. She knew already what I was going to do, and she also knew there was no stopping me.

I had promised to tear them apart if they hurt Damian, and that offer still stood. Killing Allison, though... well, was going to be for pure pleasure.

I couldn't wait to watch her blood run from my lips as I tore out her throat.

I could feel the purring satisfaction of the darkness under my skin as I thought of the various ways to make that woman suffer. To make her blood run upon the pack's ground as a river with no end. I would kill anyone who hurt my mates, and there would be no way to stop me.

"Ivy, what are you doing?" Mother cried with a panicked look in her eyes as she watched me step closer to the door.

I didn't bother to answer her, though.

There was no point when she already told me what she thought.

With my children taken care of, I glanced towards the cameras once more to see Kara taking care of another set of wolves who had surrounded her. They wouldn't get off easy. None of them would.

Pushing the button on the wall, the door opened, and a panicked cry from my mother escaped her lips. "Ivy! What are you doing?! Get back in here. Have you lost your mind?"

"I'm going to do what I was created for."

"You can't do anything!"

"You would do well to remember who I am," I said with a snarl as I glanced briefly over my shoulder at her. "You will stay with Priscilla to protect the children. Do you understand?"

She stared at me in shock as I turned to face her. There was nothing else to say, and deciding not to give her a chance to find a reason to argue, I hit the trigger outside the panic room and watched the door close with my children and mother inside.

They would be safe, and that was

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what was important. Even if the wolves found out they were inside,. there was no way to get into the room. Priscilla knew what was at stake, and she would lock the door from the other side to ensure that no one could open in from where I stood.

My heart ached to know that anything could happen, and this might be the last time I saw them, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. My people needed me, my mates needed me, and there was no way that I was going to let them down. There was no way I would allow my children to grow up in a world where they were subjected to punishment by a council who sought to control us all. We deserved to be free, and we would be when I was done with them.

With a heavy breath, I put my feelings aside and walked towards my bedroom door and out into the hallway. The only thing on my mind now was my mates.

And Damian, to be more specific.

Bozel.

Het

It was the only thought on my mind as I moved down the hallway in my pajamas, my feet hitting the top of the stair as I stared at the scene below me. The wolves were massive. More massive than had ever remembered them being, and askara fought with them, her eyes met mine.

"What are you doing?!" she yelled as she tossed a wolf over her shoulder and thrust her sword within it. "Get back now!"

"No," I replied firmly. "I'm needed out there, and I will not sit idly by. The children are safe."

She didn't have time to argue with me, and as one wolf slipped by her and bounded right for me, she seemed concerned. However, that concern was slowly drained away when She watched me grab the wolf by its head, prying its jaws apart as I slowly ripped him into two pieces. His blood sprayed over me and the surrounding walls.

It didn't bother me, though; from the look in her eyes, she could see that.

Kara had misjudged me and my capabilities.

"Protect my children," I told her sternly. "Don't worry about me... I can handle myself."

She didn't seem to know what to do, but with the wolves dead at her feet, she simply nodded her head and allowed me to pass. Nothing was up for discussion.

I would get back what belonged to me, even if it meant everyone died.

My mind seemed on overdrive as I moved from the front door out onto the yard in the front of the house. I wasn't quite sure what I had expected, but it definitely wasn't this.