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Book 8⌇46. To Be Hunted

Chapter 46 ∣  To Be Hunted

-Evicka

"I wouldn't be running your mouths," Chase glowers as we remained bound, his eyes traveling between the two of us. He then turned to Rainier and asked, "How did you capture them?"

Rainier shook his head and stated, "They surrender."

"Why?" His eyes darted back and locked on Lucca, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.

Lucca didn't even glance at me as he continued our charade, "We want peace. Hasn't there been enough blood spilled on both sides for us all to come to some kind of understanding?"

"Yours hasn't nearly suffered enough," Chase glanced at a few of his men standing alongside the walls of the room, starting to make their way toward us. When his eyes averted back to us he stated, "I told you through the messenger I sent a while back...if you want peace, I want your son's head on a silver platter in front of me. However," he noted while Rainier appeared to be uneasy at his sudden change in stance, "you condoned his actions, wiping his slate clean all because 'he changed'. How does that account for his previous actions? There are still consequences to them that apparently none of you quite understand."

I sighed, "Why can't you see it as giving him a second chance...after all," it was my turn to help ease this plan into action, "it was his father's fault that drove him to become the person he was. You're willing to blame an innocent..."

Lucca turned his head and narrowed his eyes on me, "For what he did to you...siphoning your blood magic and almost costing you your life...he is no son of mine."

Thank you love...

The mere mention of my blood magic no longer remains as a part of me reminded the wolves that I am just like any other pureblood. How wrong their thoughts must be, drawing them all into a false sense of security as we continued to bicker back and forth as if we actually meant it. It was time we got Lucca out of here without me having to worry about protecting him and myself during our escape.

We have outstayed the welcome and we now know who Chase is, the people he surrounds himself with, and where to find him. Their blood remaining keen to our senses through their permeable skin, the smell remaining and lingering with us, so we'd have another chance to attack and end their lives in the future. The conversation continued to spiral downward; Chase's only satisfaction would come from the death of Maverick.

I snarled at Lucca, "You should have loved him...you should have guided him like a father is meant to! Now we're in this situation because of you! Not because of Maverick!"

"Oh, shut up! You act like we only have one child!" Lucca bit back, the two who were restraining us were having a hard time keeping us in place, "Lucette's life was in danger as well! There is no way she would have been able to fight off Maverick if he turned on her which he did to others of the coven! Are you forgetting the incident with Arlynn?"

Back and forth we went, a new look crossing Chase's face at the strong sides we took. It was only when it appeared, we were about to tear each other's heads off that he asked, "If your son were to die, would you care?"

"Yes," I immediately exclaimed...

...while Lucca's response was, "He's not my son, so why would I care?"

An evil glint reflected in Chase's eyes; a dubious look cast across Rainier's face as he continued to watch the two of us.

"I have a proposition," Chase raised his hand and the man restraining Lucca immediately let go. Lucca shrugged off the way his hands felt being tied behind his back for so long however, at least he wasn't being held as well now. Chase motioned for Lucca to step forward, my eyes shifting from the two of them and falling on Rainier. The mixed emotions in his eyes were quite hard to understand where his loyalties lied and if they were slowly shifting during the span of our conversation.