THIS IS BOOK TWO - ALPHA CYRUS: FALLEN KING
When you're at the top, be careful not to fall down.
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"T-that's..Nevaeh isn't that?—" Jordan continued stuttering in fear.
"Madeline." I said softly, my breathing stopped for a moment.
"But why would Mrs Macy draw her?!" Jordan asked quickly, her eyes squinted and her bottom lip quivering.
"I -" I opened my mouth to speak but was interrupted by another voice.
"I mean we could ask her but she's dead, isn't she?" The voice called out and I immediately gasped. I shot my head in that direction, my eyes widening as Madeline stood in front of me.
Jordan and I stood up immediately with our fists clenched.
Madeline took a slow glance across the playroom before her eyes landed back on me.
"You." I spoke up, rage flooding my senses.
*Breathe..we're carrying a pup*
"It had to be done. The poor woman was getting too close." Madeline smiled, stepping forward. "And you two are a liability."
"Why have you done this. Were you not getting paid enough for mopping the PackHouse floors? Or was it that Jaxon wasn't giving you any attention?" Jordan snickered.
"If you still think that I'm this 'Madeline' then you two aren't as bright as I thought." She laughed and I stoped forward, standing in front of Jordan.
That was obvious. I had tested Madeline earlier with Alpha Ragon and she failed miserably. Whoever this was, it wasn't Madeline. Where was the real Madeline?
"Who are you?" I asked slowly.
"That doesn't matter, just trust that I know you." Madeline smiled and bent down, picking up a stuffed animal from the floor. She held it up, staring at it. From beside me, I could feel Jordan's anger growing.
"Now that the two of you know my little secret..It's unfortunate but I'll have to kill you."
"Please try," Jordan spat and my mind kept racing. There was still so much that we didn't know about this situation.
"You're not going to hurt any of us..not before you tell us where the real Madeline is." I spoke up.
"She's hidden, far from here. She won't find her without my help." She said, throwing the stuffed animal at my feet.
"Help?" I asked.
"How do you think I was able to inhabit Madeline's frail body?" She scoffed.
"You've got powers too." I replied.
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