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-"

jumped into the river

our supplies would be soaked-all of our food and clothing.I didn't care.Her screams were like a flame

on for me" I

her voice.She was far, I knew

I yelled back to Abe, who was panting a

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 to an eerie

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 staring wide-eyed at a circle of

the center in pale silver light.It smelled overwhelmingly

was

sitting down, her legs crossed and her hands resting palms up on her knees.Her left hand and arm were soaked

was in her bloodied hand, whirling, small pieces of

blinking

howled, alerting Abe of

the ground

of my clothes inside of 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 her, rocks

"Eliza!"

of her injuries now

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

Cryptex from her hand, but it was fixed in place like it was

down her cheek as I took her face between my

tears away from

then I

wasn't my

her, landing on my ass as I looked down

back over to her and doing

the inner pieces slid

bloodied surface.I ripped

was crying, her breath coming in

over her palm.I shook her by the shoulders and her eyes rolled back

f**k

behind us, skidding to a stop and

over my shoulder as I gathered her to my

went wide as

much

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

"Everything is wet!"

dig through one of the backpacks.He pulled a leather pouch from his bag and whispered a thankful prayer and he opened it and found the contents

rush of rage through me.How did this happen? Who

"DRAVEN!"

I screamed, seeing red.

are you? What

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

get out

my backpack and belt

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

cradling her in

cold to

everything in my power not to scream and unleash my dark powers

the Cryptex in a wet shirt before

minutes were standing before a darkened fissure at the base of the

home and warm in his bed than finding out whether of

gripped Eliza to my bare chest, praying she could feel the fevered heat coming off my