Forbidden Alliance: A Werewolf's Tale (Forbidden Alliance Trilogy) (71 page)

The smugness in his voice made me was to rip his heart out of his chest.

Toran’s eyes widened. “I beg your pardon?”

Mum was on her feet in an instant. “You will mind your tongue and tone when speaking of my sister,” she warned.

“
I would offer my apologies, yet I cannot,” he said
. “Truly you must understand where my concern is coming from. Our Queen was, once again,
was
targeted by the very people you have been entr
usted with keeping her safe from
.”

I started to get up, to address the pompous werewolf’s attitude and tone, but Jay Dee pulled me back down.

“Who are you?” Jay Dee asked then licked her dry lips.

The man smiled, looking at her, his attention on her mouth. “I am Mikk
el and this is my sister, Disa. Surely you must know of us.”

Jay Dee continued to look at him; her face an expressionless slate.

Mikkel was tall, broad, handsome if you were into pompous werewolves.
Their
white blond hair appeared overly processed—sadly that was something that Jay Dee wouldn’t have noticed but I would since I was no stranger to salons—and their
blue eyes were unusual,
a shade that I had never seen
outside of a
optometrist
’s office
. There was no mistaking
they were
Scandinavian
, though I wouldn’t say Norwegian, regardless of what
their
Norse name
s
hinted at. There was an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach, something that hinted that the world I had waited more than three centuries to experience was going to fall around me.

And I was right.

“I swear to God, if you do not stop looking at me Duckie like that, I will kill you,” I hissed, unable to take his lustful gaze on what belonged to me any longer.

Toran shook his head when Jay Dee had to, once again, pull me back down. “Tanis, Son, please go for a walk. These are werewolf matters.”

I jutted my chin out defiantly and took Jay Dee’s hand in mine. “Thus they are my matters now as well,” I venomously informed him and his eyes widened.

Jay Dee smiled and looked at me. “Spoken like a true mate,” she whispered.

Instantly
,
I was smiling in return. “Anything for you, surely you must know that.”

“I’m still trying to wrap my head around that,” she admitted, and her cheeks flushed that delicious shade of rose that caused a whimper to build in my chest.
“Toran,” she whispered, looking to him, “why have you brought these people here? You are endangering what is left of my people by congregating us in one location, a location which has been compromised by the
Aslak
.”

Everyone looked at her with w
ide eyes.

I rolled her hand over and looked at her wrist and my heart sank: blemishing her light tan skin was a delicate
faint white Val Knot
—the Crown.

Bloody hell, she is invoking the crown.

“
A war is on the horizon,”
Jay Dee
continued, “one that was written in the stars, however, another war we find on our doorstep. The packs converge on
the
region and they will not stop until they have atonement for the four wolves
which
are dead because of me.
Even if it wasn’t my teeth or claws that took their lives, it was because of me and my directive that they are no more. For my entire life I have struggled to be the peacekeeper. I
fought with my family, friends and pack in order to keep a low profile, to keep the bloodshed to a minimum…I suppose it was a self-preservation thing as well as a means to keep those I
love and care about safe. But…” her words trailed off and she shook her head. “None of that matters now.”

Disa’s nostrils flared. “What did you do?” she demanded.

Jay Dee cocked an eyebrow, looking up at her through thick, black lashes and Disa instantly looked away from her. “You will mind your tongue or I
will mind it for you,” she venomously warned.

I looked at her with wide eyes. Never had I heard her speak like
that. I
t was regal and powerful, menacing and extremely arousing. A sense of completely unfounded pride consumed me and it made me smile that it was
my
hand she was holding and
my
skin her mark was on.

“You are remembering?”
Sky whispered, the color draining from her dark bronze complexion.

“Yes, Mother, I am,” Jay Dee said in a cold, detached tone. “I wish I wasn’t,” she admitted an
d a tear rolled down her cheek. “It’s still sketchy. There are many blanks, but what I do know is that
the
people I care about and love are going to be hurt,” she looked to Mum and her face dropped as understanding hit, “more so than the unfathomable loss you’ve a
lready experienced. It…wherever I go
,
people die because of me.”

“No they don’t,” nearly everyone started to argue at once.

Jay Dee squee
zed my hand and it silenced me.

I nodded my understanding, though I was praying that I was understanding what she was trying to silently tell me, if not, I was in trouble.

“Why have you brought them here, Toran?” Jay Dee asked
again
.

Toran sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat.

“We are the last of our people,” Mikkel said when Toran opened his mouth. “We need to be together in order to strengthen our numbers. Our parents were commissioned with that task, with hiding the Queen’s contingency plan, even from He whom she trusted with the crown.”

Toran’s eyes widened. “What are you talking about?” he demanded.

Disa smirked. “Twins of pure b
lood were hidden from the Aslak in order to strength
en
our numbers and to create a pure blood predecessor for the
crown. The crown cannot be passed to anyone other than a pure blooded
Varulv
.”

“No!” Reign barked, getting to his feet. “That was never…Toran, tell me this is a sick joke!”

Toran continued to sit there with his mouth hanging open.

“A
pachu
!” Sk
y snarled,
the chaise flying out from under her when she stood.

“Mom!” Jay Dee said, getting to her feet.

Sky shook her head and tears streamed down her cheeks. “S
il n'zhoo
,” she stammered.

“I love you, too, Mom,” Jay Dee said. “What
’
s going on?” she demanded.

Mum punched Toran in the arm, sending him flying across the room. “How could you do this!?” she demanded.

“I did not know,” he assured her.

Mikkel chuckled under his breath. “
Kaia was only supposed to be with these inferior werewolves temporarily.
It was not meant for vampire’s to know,” he amusingly informed
Toran when he opened his mouth to argue
. “The whole reason why our people were eradicated was because of vampires, did you honestly think that the Queen was going to allow her only child to be targeted when she could be safe with her own kind while helping to rebuild her kingdom and repopulate the world with
the
Varulv
?
Yes, it will take many centuries to get our numbers up,
especially since reproductive maturity in Varulv is centurial milestone…it will give us much time to practice, thus
we shall not be
no more simply
b
ecause of a disgusting vampire.”

I snarled and Jay Dee pulled me back down.

Disa smiled in perverse pleasure. “
Varulv
of each sex to make sure that the crown had a suitable mate.”

Bloody hell, I am going to be sick.

That,
Jay Dee understood and she blindly sat back down.

“She loves Tanis!” Mum argued. “And he loves her, how can you sit there like a mute as your
son
and your
daughter
are subjected
to the censure of the world for caprice
and
d
erision for disappointed hopes?
You willing subject them to
misery of the acutest kin
d, and for what? Even if the world was repopulated with Varulv
,
the Aslak will stop at nothing to kill them,
all three
of
them! You know as well as I that this will not end si
mply because she marks a Varulv instead of one of our sons.”

Jay Dee raised her hand. “I think I’m confused,” she whispered.

Disa smiled.
“Kaia
, the Queen of the Varulv,
is betrothed to Mikkel.”

“And that means what exactly?” she whispered, struggling to swallow the lump in her throat and I was fighting the urge to snap the mongrel’s neck.

Mikkel smiled wide
.
“That we are to be married
, of course
.
To have
lots
of sex and babies of course.
”

“
You have
got to be out of your
bloody
mind!” I
snarled
, getting to my feet. “Secure the species? Need I remind you that there are only two bloodlines? Who are your children supposed to procreate with, each other? I
do not think that the Gods or E
lders would look too highly on inbreeding. You are dogs, not
Miss
Jay Dee, but you two are disgusting dogs
…ripping your throats out would be blessing to
werewolf
society
.
”

Mikkel smirked. “It is a good thing, Parasite, that it is not your society that it effects. Now isn’t it?”

And I lost the battle.

I was across the room in a blur and slammed Mikkel against the wa
ll, pulling him off of his feet, and pressed my thumb into his larynx.

“You are testing my patience and wearing out your welcome,” I snarled.

From the corner of my eye, I saw
Disa come to her brother’s aid but the irate hobbit of a werewolf never got the chance.

She went flying through the air when a gray mist slammed into her, lifting her off of her feet. I was about to thank Mum for the assistance when the mist solidified
;
it wasn’t Mum, it was
Jay Dee standing beside me, her long, slender hand wrapped around Disa’s throat.

Now that
is
arousing to say the least.

“You have out stayed your welcome,” Jay Dee snarled. “It is taking all of my conscious effort to keep from ripping your throat out, just as it is taking all of the conscious, and unconscious, effort of the vampire next to me to keep from doing the s
ame. I have waited my entire life to feel loved and safe, eighteen very long years I have waited for He who was written in the stars, but he patiently waited more than three hundred years for me,” she informed them, and with her free hand, she ripped the collar of my dress shirt
, exposing my neck
. “My mark is permanent, and it is only He who I will give my body to.”

Disa and Mikkel’s eyes widened as they looked at the faint white scar on the nap of my neck.

“You will leave at once, the way you came, and go back to the lives you had,” Jay Dee continued. “
War is on the horizon, and I am more than confident that neither of you want caught in the middle of it.”

“You will regret this,” Disa snarled.

Jay Dee’s head tilted to the side as she regarded her. “Yes, I am well of that,” she said, then with the flick of her wrist, she sent the irritating werewolf flying across the room and through one of the windows.

I smirked and followed suit, sending the snarling werewolf struggling to phase in my grasp, through the other window. “Bloody wanker,” I
snarled and started to follow, so I could finish the job, but Jay Dee pulled me back. “What is it, Duckie?” I whispered, noting the tears staining her cheeks.

She opened her mouth more than once, but nothing came out.

Sky and Reign hurried over to her and took her from me. They casted Toran a sidelong glance, one that was filled with murderous rage, before
disappearing out the front door with their daughter.

I started to follow but Mum appeared in front of me and shook her head.

“
Father,” I said, “I am only going to
ask this once, s
tart from the beginning
,”
I
said, and he
didn’t miss my contemptuous tone.