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-"

wind, followed by Eliza's voice gasping and crying out for help.I didn't hesitate.I jumped into the river and threw my body into action, letting it carry me to the

of our supplies would be soaked-all of our food and

for me" I

her voice.She was far, I knew that much.Her cries for help and agonizing screams were being carried on the wind like the air around us

Abe, who was panting a few paces

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 coming

foot in less than an hour, I didn't know.I didn't have a chance to give it much

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

air was thick

crossed and her hands resting palms up on her knees.Her

whirling, small pieces of

blinking slowly

Abe of

backpack was laying on the ground

and I grabbed the first thing I found as I shifted back to my usual form, pulling on a soaking wet shirt

"Eliza!"

extent of her injuries now clear as

torn apart, the sharp inner pieces of the Cryptex penetrating her skin.Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared forward through the circle and into the sparse birch forest.I knelt in front of her, inspecting her

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

tear fell down her cheek as

away from her cheeks with

here-" But then I felt

it wasn't

on my ass as I

screamed her name, crawling back over to her and doing everything in my power to tear the Cryptex from her

inner pieces slid free of her, clicking back into

to the ground, dirt now coating its bloodied surface.I ripped apart my shirt, using it to

was crying, her breath coming

the fabric in place over her

the f**k

us, skidding to a stop and dropping

a desperate look over my

eyes went wide as he saw the

much

We need a

"Everything is wet!"

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

thought of sewing her hand back together sent a rush of rage

"DRAVEN!"

I screamed, seeing red.

bastard.Where are you? What did you do

answer, a burst of cold wind

need to get out of

kicking my backpack

a cave system nearby.I saw it when I was trying to find you.We can camp there and

picked Eliza up, cradling her in

cold

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

the Cryptex in a wet shirt before

before a darkened fissure at

nervous breath, glancing at me with a look that told me he'd rather be home and

praying she could