Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 65 : Hold On For Me * Jared*

I pulled my clothes back on, not even bothering to clean the blood off my body.It wasn't my own.It belonged to the three wolves now scattered in pieces near the center of the camp.I huffed a breath, adrenaline coursing through my body as I looked at the wolves.I'd practically skinned them alive, then sent that shadow after what remained.

Abe was staring at me from across their remains, his eyes darkened as he pulled his knife belt through his belt loops.

"ELIZA!"

I shouted, baring my teeth.Nothing.

Only the wind carried any noise toward us, and it was the sound of the river roaring nearby.

The silver wolf at my feet twitched as it succumbed to a painful death.

Good.

This one I'd taken my particular time with.

It had barreled into our camp reeking of Eliza, of her fear, but not of her blood.

She'd gotten away somehow.

"Gather what you can.

We need to go,"

I barked, glancing at Abe before gathering up my supplies and our bedrolls.

Eliza's boots and socks had been dragged in several different directions.

Her knife belt and vest were still there as well.

She was out there barefoot with no way to protect herself.

"lI have her scent,"

Abe stated, shrugging on his backpack.

"What do you want to do with them?"

He waved his hand over the pile of dead wolves.I shook my head.

"I don't care, leave them.Let them be an example to whoever is dumb enough to try to track us."

The silver wolf was obviously in control of the rogues; that was a bad sign.It meant whoever this wolf had been before I ripped it apart with my bare hands had been a witch of some kind.

Only Dark Witches ran with the rogues.But this witch wasn't Hestia, that was clear enough.

Hestia would have killed Abe and Eliza without so much as looking at them, and she didn't need soulless rogues to do her dirty work.

We left the camp and followed Eliza's scent roughly a mile toward the mountains where her scent abruptly ended, right at the river's edge.

"s**t," I breathed, looking up and down the river bank.

"Can she swim?" Abe said flatly, crossing his hands over his chest.

I was more worried about her freezing to death somewhere downstream.

"Yes, she can swim-"

gasping and crying out for help.I didn't hesitate.I jumped into the river and threw my body into action, letting

food and clothing.I didn't care.Her screams were like a flame to my

on for

and broke into a wet sprint in the direction of her voice.She was far, I knew that

shift!" I yelled back to Abe, who was panting a few paces behind

my body groaning with fatigue as I sprinted forward, my paws thundering across the rocky forest floor.I didn't turn back to see whether or not Abe had stopped

didn't know.I didn't have a chance to give it much thought.I skidded to a stop, panting

clearing in the center in pale silver light.It

air was thick

her legs crossed and her hands resting palms up on her knees.Her left hand and

Cryptex was in her bloodied hand, whirling, small pieces of

blinking

howled, alerting Abe

on the ground a few feet

I found as I shifted back to my usual form, pulling on a soaking wet shirt and pair of pants as I hurried over to her,

"Eliza!"

of her injuries now clear as

of the Cryptex penetrating her skin.Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared forward through

like it was a part of her.She sucked in her breath,

her cheek as I took her face

wiping her tears away

here-" But then I felt

wasn't my

landing on my ass

up her wrist and arm, intertwined with ink the color of raw emeralds.I screamed her name, crawling back over to her and doing everything in my

whirling and the inner pieces slid free of her, clicking

surface.I ripped apart my shirt, using it to staunch

her breath coming

fabric in place over her

the f**k

skidding to a stop and

desperate look over my shoulder

went wide as

too much blood,

f*****g know, okay? We

"Everything is wet!"

from his bag and whispered a thankful

thought of sewing her hand back together sent a rush of rage through me.How did

"DRAVEN!"

I screamed, seeing red.

you? What did

of cold wind sending

get

backpack and

nearby.I saw it when I was trying to find you.We can camp

up, cradling her in my arms like

was freezing, cold to the

lips were tinged blue, and it took everything in my power not to scream and unleash my dark powers out of

Cryptex in a wet shirt before he

minutes were standing before a darkened fissure

told me he'd rather be home and warm in his bed than finding out whether of not this cave

chest, praying she