The Wolf's Witch (book 1)

15. I'm Sorry

Sethan:

My daughter tried to spike my orange juice with a laxative.

She'd made dinner when she'd gotten back from her friends house since my father had already left for his flight to finish what I would've been doing had he not demanded my audience. I'd killed witches who'd murdered at least a hundred of innocent people in the last three years and I'd somehow been wrong for not asking permission before ridding the earth from those abominations.

Instead I was stuck playing leader in my father's place, something I thought I'd enjoy but I was bugging out because of last night's events. Kaitlin had been in my dreams, beneath me, warm and with clear want in her eyes. There was no mistaking that look for anything but that. I'd been snapped awake by a blast of cold that raked through my link with her and now could no longer feel her at all. I should be happy but I was getting distracted since I'd gotten up this morning. Kaitlin's eyes were popping in my mind, both her light blue ones and nearly white ones when she was angry and was one with her magic.

Those eyes had been potent enough that I almost drank the orange juice.

Almost.

The laxative had been scentless but the way Maya tensed up when I joked about dinner being poisoned had given it away. I had been livid and only managed to demand more details out from her because her betrayal had hit deep.

I was quick to leave and direct my anger at the witch.

Why was she a witch... Snap out of it, Seth. I growled to myself and continued pacing.

When my wolves that had been watching her told me where she was, I'd broken my phone. Again. I prayed it wasn't true and that she wasn't plotting against the pack with the vampires and fae but the vile she sold Maya was directly proof of that. When I'd gotten there and saw her about to kiss a parasite, my body reacted on it's own. My beast took over. He was angrier than I and this time I gave him reigns over me. 

I couldn't function. 

I shouldn't have thrown that blood whore... He looked fine with it then and didn't appear to take it personally but I knew it'd be temporary. 

I'd simply wanted him away from her. 

I regretted it as soon as she explained reason to me.

The rest clicked into place.

Maya wanted to escape with that scum she'd been torturing me by seeing. She'd bought a laxative to buy enough time to leave with him. She knew there were no other wolves besides me in the house to stop her. We were supposed to go watch that movie about the blond lawyer who likes to dress in too much pink afterwards. It would've been the perfect plan had it not been the first time she'd cooked for me since she'd first started learning. That had been years ago. Back before she first really started showing a real interest in boys.

My stupid father caved and bought her make up. He even joined her to get his toes done while she got both a manicure and pedicure.

Where the hell is that damn witch?

Fight club, seriously? Does she have a death wish? We banned Fight club. This wasn't the way things were supposed to go. I'm the one who's suppose to expose and get rid of her. 

Kaitlin:

While I waited to be called for my fight against Elias, I began to understood exactly what Roman meant when he told me that he didn't care but I would. Gladiator fights were one thing even if participation was involuntary but that's not what was taking place. This was murder. No, this was torture leading up to a slaughter.