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-"

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

and clothing.I didn't care.Her screams were

on for

wet sprint in the direction of her voice.She was far, I knew that much.Her cries for help and agonizing screams were being carried on

shift!" I yelled back to Abe, who

ripped 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

give it much thought.I skidded to a stop, panting and

the center in pale silver light.It

air was thick

and her hands resting palms up on her knees.Her left hand and arm were soaked

whirling, small pieces of blood-covered

were open, blinking slowly like she was

Abe of

backpack was laying on the ground

clothes inside of it, and I grabbed the first thing I found as I shifted back to my

"Eliza!"

cried hoarsely, the extent of her

penetrating her skin.Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared forward through the circle and

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

tear fell down her cheek as I

I begged, wiping her tears away from her cheeks

right here-" But then I felt it,

wasn't my

landing on my ass as I looked down at her

ink snaked 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 power to tear the Cryptex from her flesh.She didn't flinch.She didn't even move as I yanked on it, cursing Lycaon

the Cryptex stopped whirling and the inner

ground, dirt now coating its bloodied surface.I ripped apart my shirt,

her

the fabric in place over her palm.I shook her by the

the f**k is

to a stop

a desperate look over my shoulder as I gathered

as he

much

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

"Everything is wet!"

from his bag and whispered a thankful prayer and he opened it and found the

her hand back together sent a rush of rage through

"DRAVEN!"

I screamed, seeing red.

bastard.Where are you? What did you do

air around us whispered in answer, a burst of cold wind sending dry sticks and debris showering over

get out

kicking my backpack and belt toward

it when I was trying to find you.We can camp there and figure

up, cradling her

was freezing, cold to

lips were tinged blue, and it took everything in my power

the Cryptex in a wet

were standing before a darkened fissure at the base of the

a look that told me he'd rather be home and

she