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-"

into the river and threw my body into action,

and clothing.I

for me"

air as I pulled myself out of the river and broke into a wet sprint in the direction of her voice.She was far, I knew

going to shift!" I yelled back to Abe, who

through my clothes, 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 to pick up my things.I had to get to her, especially now that the forest went silent, the wind

she'd gotten there on foot in less than an hour, I didn't know.I didn't have a chance to give it much thought.I skidded to a stop, panting and

clearing in the center in pale silver light.It smelled overwhelmingly

air was thick

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

small pieces of blood-covered gold

eyes were open, blinking slowly like she

alerting Abe

was laying on the ground a few feet from the

it, and I grabbed the first thing 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

"Eliza!"

of her injuries now clear as

ajar as she stared forward through the circle and into the sparse

pry the Cryptex from her hand, but it was fixed in place like it was a part of her.She sucked in her breath, a shuddering

as

away from her cheeks with

then I

it wasn't

back from her, landing on my ass as I looked down

and doing everything in my power to tear the Cryptex from her flesh.She didn't flinch.She didn't even move as I yanked on it,

Cryptex stopped whirling and the inner pieces

bloodied surface.I ripped apart my shirt, using it

her breath coming

at me," I said sternly, tying the fabric in place over her palm.I shook her by the shoulders and her eyes rolled

f**k

to a

look over my shoulder as I gathered her to my

went wide as he saw the

much blood,

okay? We need a fire,

"Everything is wet!"

pulled a leather pouch from his bag and whispered a thankful prayer

of sewing her hand back together sent a rush of

"DRAVEN!"

I screamed, seeing red.

you? What

burst of cold wind sending dry sticks and debris

get out of

my backpack

saw it when I was trying to find you.We

up, cradling her in my arms like

cold to the

took everything in my power

a wet shirt before he took the

darkened fissure at the base of the

home and warm in his bed than finding out whether of not this

chest, praying she could feel the