Origins *Book 3 Of The Hunted Series*

Chapter 11: Twin Titans

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"Why did she take Nat with her?" Elijah questions, crossing his arms.

"Believe it or not, they're bestfriends." Alex says, looking towards Elijah.

"Ok, but why take her?" Tash questions, frowning.

"Malia would take Nat with her on little side missions. Between the ages of 3 and 9, she would be a decoy. Draw hunters that escaped from past wars out to help the baby." Alex says, smiling.

"Making it easier for Malia to kill em. She never killed in front of Nat until she turned 12. Old enough to injure the hunters without getting hurt herself." Chey said, stopping any worry the hunter parents were having.

"So you let her become a supernatural? The thing she was born to hate." Elijah grunts, narrowing her eyes.

Alex leans forward in her seat, eyes black.

"I was not allowing my child to get hurt in a war with Cree. Cree was going to change her anyway. It was either change her ourselves or let Cree do it, not knowing what could happen to her." Alex growls at the overprotective dad.

"Natalie is in good hands. No harm has ever come to her since being adopted by us. She's safe, happy, and very much protected." Chey says, placing her hand on Alex's back.

"Especially with Malia. She's fine." Kira says, glancing at Elijah.

Remus and Malia stare each other down.

"You talked to my priest." Remus states, narrowing his eyes.

"I did." Malia says, tilting her head.

"Why?" He questions, growling.

"I figured you'd try and reach out to her." Malia says, stepping closer to his gate.

"So you killed her?!" Remus growls, eyes flashing purple.

Malia rolls her eyes and glances down at me, making sure I'm ok.

I nod at her and look around, noticing the patrolling undead guard.

"No stupid. I leave the priest killing to you." Malia says, pulling me close as the undead guard walks too close to me.

A dark shiver runs up and down my spine, causing my heart to race.

"They can't touch you. There's no need to be scared." Malia whispers in my ear, rubbing my back.

I nod and step in front of her, glancing at the staring undead guard.

Malia chuckles and wraps an arm around my shoulders, pressing me closer to her.

"Who's the girl?" Remus questions, eyeing me up and down.

"None of your concern. You are aware you're not getting out, right?" Malia questions, rubbing her thumb up and down my arm.

"I raised you Cass, you owe me." He says, growling.

"You raised me on your own, I owe you nothing." Malia says, shrugging.

Remus growls, eyes flashing a dark purple.

"Leticia will be the first I kill when I get out." He threatens, grinning.

A deep growl passes through my chest at the threat against Leticia.

"Not if I kill Ladea first." Malia says, growling under her breath.

Remus narrows his eyes and nods.

His priest is his weakness.