Blood Ties

43

Recalling the past
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Erisa
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"Erisa, you don't have to do this. Your job is done. Who cares about what Cole wants."

No one should care about his wants or needs. But they must care about what was at stake, all there was to lose and everything to fight for.

Erisa had to knock that into her senses as soon as Cadence told her Cole wanted to speak with her. Speak with Erin. He seemed to be in pure disbelief of their circumstances and it only led to the reason why Erisa stalked downstairs of the Fenris manor in preparation to go to the dungeons.

"I wish it was as easy as you say, Cadence, but it isn't. You know that."

Cadence released a loud and drawn-out sigh, expressing her displeasure with this.

"Fucking bullshit," Cadence swore and skipped a few steps off the stairs to jump in front of Erisa. Cadence stopped her, her black eyes demeaning enough to stop anyone in their path.

"You're not going! Who cares about what he wants? He's not getting you, this is what he wants, Erisa. He wants you and he doesn't deserve you. Not even your presence." Cadence exclaimed loudly throughout the house.

A smile painted across Erisa's lips, but it didn't stop her from side-stepping her best friend and walking to the front door that led outside.

"He wants all of you dead, why shouldn't I be on that list of his, too?" Erisa taunted cheekily and ignored the cold wind nipping at her face.

"Do I have to remind you he killed his mate? He's an Alpha but still manages to be a bitch to a vampire. He wants to stall us, wait us out and then go in for the kill. He's a predator, Erisa, can't you see that?"

Erisa saw that all too clearly, which is why her moral compass directed northeast where beneath the earth, Cole was imprisoned.

For a mere moment, she thought she was done with him and in the forefront of her mind, that was all she craved. But it wasn't realistic, it only painted a distrustful painting with a bloody paintbrush.

Lycus told them his wolves were being prepared with every passing second Cole was caged and allies of the Fenris pack were informed of the predicaments. Now all that was left was to wait it out.

Frequent updates were coming from Tristan, telling Accalia they were taking out Thrax werewolves daily on the outskirts, but there was a slow movement to get to the pack and the Alpha.

Cadence said Cole claimed to end this war if he spoke to Erin. It wasn't likely, even in his blinded lust, but it could be used to their advantage. With wolves gearing up for war, perhaps Erisa could take whatever information Cole would give.

"Dammit, now I wish Rexton had compelled him. It would have made things quicker and you wouldn't be doing this." Cadence ranted.

"Lycus said that can't happen, Rexton would have to—"

"I know." Cadence cringed and clutched the side of her neck that had no bite mark. "Lycus ended up telling me Rexton could do it, but not to the full extent. He would need human blood in his system to effectively compel an Alpha."

It caused an uncomfortable reaction for Cadence from what Erisa could see. Eyes pierced straight with a grave expression on her. Funnily enough, Cadence wasn't phased by the sight of blood, in fact, she invoked it.

It still weighed her down, Rexton biting into her neck and drinking her blood. Another reason she continued to hold Rexton at arm's length and see him for what he was, not for who he was. Whoever that may be ...