Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
“Well, if this darkness is stopping you from connecting you with your mate, from what I understand from Kai and Derik, that could cause…issues. It could be the reason you are in pain.
“Since you are not connecting, your soul is yearning for it, punishing your body, making it weak for not being with your mate. It could also be the reason for the change in Vaughn.
“If it is the reason and not being connected is making him off, then it would rule him out since he wouldn’t hurt the connection intentionally.
“He wouldn’t be able to. It’s a mating, your souls are linked, if you’re weak or in pain then so is he. And vice versa,” I explained.
Ryleigh frowned, nodding. “How do I get the connection back then? If it will fix everything?”
“Get whatever that darkness is out,” I said, but that was where my theories and answers ended.
I had no idea how to do that, and I couldn’t use my magic in her, not when it made me feel the way it did.
“How?” She trembled, her eyes filling again, and Mom grabbed her hand.
“I’m going to go check with Galen, he might have some ideas or herbs that could help,” she said, and I nodded.
“I’ll check with Cain. He might have an idea,” I said. “We’ll get this sorted, Rye.
There’s no way you can stay estranged from your mate, we won’t let it happen.
“We’ll bring you and Vaughn back together, okay?”
“Thank you,” she whispered, and I smiled, kissing her forehead.
“Get some rest,” I said, and Mom stood up too, tucking her in, leaving her tea next to her.
We left the room, and I grabbed Mom’s elbow, urging her down the cold, stone corridor lit by torches.
“Mom.” I stopped. She turned to me with a frown, and I leaned in. “She’s being poisoned,” I revealed, and Mom gasped.
“There’s a traitor,” she breathed, and I nodded, urging her along the hall.
“Yes. Which we knew because of my tea, but it’s going after her now, I just don’t know why.
“I need you to go to Galen and get every antitoxin potion and herb brew you can make,” I said urgently.
She nodded, lifting her skirts. “And you?”
“I am going to find my alphas and Cain so we can hunt down the wolf in our henhouse.” I smirked, then lifted my own skirts and took off in the opposite direction.
I ran as fast as I could up to the top floor, hunting down Cain. It was easier with my magic making me stronger and keeping me moving fast.
Cain wasn’t in his room, so I went to the next best thing. His mate.
“Beenie!” I demanded, bashing on the door before shoving it open and going in.
She scowled at me over her shoulder, dropping her paint tray on the table, and gritted her teeth toward me.
My eyes widened at her room.
It was covered in paintings, all stunning in quality but all dark and twisted. I sucked in a breath and stepped slowly in as Beenie stormed up to me.
“Get the fuck out, Luna,” she snapped, but I ignored her.
She had charcoal over her face and down the apron she wore, on her fingertips.
Most of the paintings were charcoal, but some were a mixture of oils too. They were so…terrifyingly amazing.
“These are yours,” I stated, and she huffed.
“Obviously.”
“They’re amazing,” I said, and she scoffed.
“Not when they are stuck in my head every time I close my eyes. Now what do you want?” she said, and started packing up her latest painting.
It was a creature, one of shadows and red eyes. It reminded me of Silas, and I stepped toward it.
“These are your nightmares,” I realized, and she nodded.
I motioned to the one she was packing away. “He is mine,” I said, and she swallowed, pausing her angry packing.
“You see him too?” she asked, and I nodded.
“All the time. Ever since I saw the destruction of our realm at his teeth. The border magic is telling me he is still a threat. And yet we are being directed toward a witch.
“It’s confusing, and I don’t like being confused. But your painting reminds me he is still very much a key in this. I just don’t know how yet,” I said.
She considered me for a minute before she huffed and put her things back down.
She went to her bucket of water and rinsed her hands.
“My nightmares feel like warnings too,” she admitted softly. “Cain is the only one who quiets them now.”
“And before him, they were constant?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Which is why you stayed up here, refusing to come down to the pack,” I said, and she swallowed, meeting my eyes as she nodded.
“Sometimes I have trouble knowing what is reality and what is still a nightmare. I need Cain and these paintings to help,” she said before sitting at the table with me.
My heart tugged for her, and Kai hovered in our link, his pain, his regret filling me.
I should’ve known he’d be listening as soon as I sought out his sister.
“Tell Kai to fuck off. I don’t need or want his sympathy,” she snapped.
I shrugged. “He’s sorry he thought you were just being a brat.”
“Everyone does. I don’t give a fuck what they think,” she replied, and I tasted the lie but left it alone.
“I’m here because I need help finding Cain. Any chance you know where he is?” I asked, changing the subject to make her more comfortable.
“He’s my mate, of course I know where he is.”
“I wasn’t sure. I can’t feel Derik or Brax when they are with him where he communicates with Tabby, so I wasn’t sure if you could.”
“I’ll take you to them,” she said, rolling her eyes like it was such an inconvenience before standing up.
She grabbed her velvety maroon coat and chucked it on over her black leather leggings and leather vest that was tight to her body, showing off the modest swell of her breasts.
She was a stunning woman, but I had yet to meet a wolf that wasn’t. Something about the way they held themselves made me sure that every single one could hold their own against the males of the pack.
She led me out of her room and toward the end of the hall.
It grew darker and darker until I could barely see, but she grabbed my elbow and led me to a hidden stairwell, shoving the door open and dragging me up the stairs.
She knocked three times, then two, then one before barging in. She pushed me in, and Derik moved to get me.
“Beautiful,” he said, lifting my chin to him, checking me over.
“I wasn’t sure where you were,” I said, and he nodded a thanks to Beenie.
“Keep her out of my room,” she snapped, then moved into Cain, pressing her lips against his.
I turned to Brax as he came forward from the shadows, then looked around the room.
It was really dark, with a giant glass window in the steeple of the tower we were in.
There was a circle in the middle of the room lit by candles in five points of a pentagram, with a bowl in the middle that smelled sweet and almost sickly.
I held my stomach and curled into my alphas.
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