by Wood, Vivian
Cera, draw up a plan of attack. Declan and Rhett, get us some weapons and clothing from the
outside. Kat, coordinate the teams.”
Everyone rose and split off as Shaw assigned their roles, leaving Tessa sitting next to her
sister in the silent Mess Hall. Camilla’s eyes were as big as saucers, and the dark circles under
her eyes had returned.
“You don’t have to fight, you know,” Tessa said softly, reaching out and taking her sister’s
shaky hand.
“No, it’s not that. It’s just- how the hell are we going to go up against the Legion? There’s
what, fifty people in this pack? Less than that, probably. Someone’s going to get hurt, or worse,”
Camilla said.
“Would you rather just let them come and take us again?” Tessa asked gently. Camilla bit her
lip, and then shook her head.
Patting Camilla’s hand, Tessa tried to soothe her.
“We’re going to do our best, Cam. We’re few in number, but we’re a heck of a lot stronger
than your average human. It’s going to be all right, you’ll see.”
When Camilla nodded, Tessa hugged her once more and then rose to her feet. “Shall we start plotting our revenge, then?” Tessa asked.
Camilla couldn’t help but laugh and take the hand offered her, rising to follow Tessa. “You’ve changed, you know,” Camilla said as they left the Mess Hall. “You think?” Tessa asked, glancing at her sister in surprise.
“Uhhh… yeah. You’re all confident and making decisions and speaking your mind. You
haven’t been like that since we were teens,” Camilla said.
“Since Byron, you mean,” Tessa said.
“Yes. I really like this new Tessa. She kicks ass,” Camilla said, smiling at her sister. “Well… thanks. Now let’s go get some serious questioning done.”
And the sisters headed to James’ cell to help with their part of the master scheme. TWENTY
“Whoa, who are the hotties?” Kat asked breathily, leaning against a tree in a clearing close to the Legion’s compound.
The pixielike brunette was surveying a group of thirty or so Shifters that Tessa had never laid eyes on before, each one tall, tan, and well-muscled. They were dressed in militia-like black uniforms, each one perfectly crisp from combat boots and pressed pants, to fitted tee shirt and beret. Every unmated female was eyeing them up shamelessly, and a few of the males were looking right back.
“Men!” Jasper barked, drawing unilateral attention from both the black-uniformed soldiers and the Louisiana pack.
“It’s Jasper’s pack,” Maddie whispered to Kat, “He’s called them in to fight with us.”
“Excellent decision making on your part, obviously,” Kat whispered back to Maddie, who just rolled her eyes.
“All right, everyone. We’ve gone over this several times. Team A, the Alabama pack, is going to lead the witches into combat with the Den and also back us up on Team B. Team B, that’s Louisiana, we’re going to storm the castle. Any last questions?” Shaw shouted. When no answer was forthcoming, he nodded. “Everyone move out!”
Tessa and Camilla had been teamed with Jace, Shaw, and Jesse. Jace had given her a small pistol to carry, but Tessa was praying she wouldn’t have to use it.
Their team moved swiftly and quietly away from the Alabama pack’s direction, from which the sounds of fighting could already be heard. Tessa followed behind Jace and Rhett as they went the wide way around the steep slope surrounding the Legion’s fortress-like main building. Camilla kept close behind, nearly stepping on Tessa’s heels each time Jace paused to listen or look about.
Shaw pulled out the map of the Legion’s compound, drawn largely from James’ memory. James had offered to come and fight, but ultimately Shaw had decided to keep his brother safe at the Den.
It only took the group a few minutes to reach a conspicuously unguarded back entrance to the building. They gathered at the door, preparing to fight any guards that came along. A keening howl split the air, sending chills down Tessa’s spine. It took her a long moment to realize that the cry had come from inside rather than the battle on the other side of the building.
Lightning suddenly rent the air, striking incredibly close. Jace cursed and motioned to Jesse, who kicked down the metal door as if it were made of cardboard. Tessa cringed, but no alarm blared, no lights flashed. No one came running. An ominous feeling pooled in the pit of Tessa’s stomach, but she scrambled to follow Jace as Shaw took the lead.
They entered a cool, unlit hallway. Just as Tessa remembered, the floors, walls, ceilings, everything was perfectly white. Something clicked in her brain and she realized that the Legion’s headquarters reminded her of the pack’s safe house; impersonal, and ready to be wiped clean if needed.
Shaw led them through the halls without hesitation, though it was so dark Tessa could barely see Jace’s back just ahead. Shaw stopped, and the whole group skidded to a halt.
“We should have seen someone by now,” Jace said calmly, his voice echoing in the deserted hallway.
“Let’s keep going,” Shaw said. They pushed forward, mapping practically the whole floor before confirming that it was abandoned. Jameson stopped by an elevator and hit the button, and the machine whirred to life. Backing away, they waited as it descended and the doors opened.
Empty.
“Is there more upstairs?” Jace asked Jameson as the group huddled near a stairwell.
“I’m not sure,” Tessa said with a shrug.
“Good thing Shifter like surprises, then,” Jace said. He turned and shouldered the door open, taking the stairs two at a time. Tessa and Camilla rushed to catch up with him at the upstairs landing. Jace opened the door and stuck his head into the waiting darkness. Other than the sound of their group’s feet on the concrete steps, there was silence.
“Nothing,” Jace said, “There’s no one. They’ve completely gone. They must have had advanced warning, somehow.”
Tessa watched as Shaw took a deep breath, holstering his gun. Everyone else did the same.
“I don’t know their contingency plans, but this doesn’t entirely surprise me,” Jace said, his voice and face equally blank.
“Alright. We should do a sweep just to be safe,” Shaw said, looking over at Jace and Jesse. The men nodded, jaws tense.
Tessa and Camilla broke off with Jesse and Jace, finding and clearing endless rows of offices and dormitory-style living quarters. Not a thing was out of place, and everything was as perfectly white as downstairs. Combined with the silence, it was chilling. Camilla reached out and grabbed Tessa’s hand as they trailed the boys from one room to another.
“Over here!” came Shaw’s shout. Tessa turned to follow Jace as they raced toward Shaw’s voice.
They stopped short in front of a set of white doors. Tessa’s heart began to pound. She recognized those doors. They were exactly like the ones on the cell she’d been kept in before. She gripped Camilla’s hand as Shaw came into view.
“They’re both occupied,” Jace said as he checked the small viewing windows of each room. “Looks like a male in one and a female in the other. Female looks to be unconscious.”
“Alright. Female first,” Jesse said. Before the words had even left his mouth, Shaw already had the door open. The man waited for a heartbeat before rushing over to the bed where a thin figure lay. Tessa saw a long tumble of blonde locks and a flash of pale skin before Shaw leaned down to scoop the woman up. The girl must have put up some bit of struggle, because Tessa could hear Shaw shushing and saying comforting things.
Satisfied in that, the group turned to the other door.
Jesse looked over to Jace for a minute, then shrugged and performed the same door-kickingdown routine as before. Half a second later, a huge shadowed form appeared in the doorway. Tessa could make out the form of a huge male, crouched as if ready to defend himself. He was an enormous, deeply tanned male with dark
hair and eyes. He wore a white cotton t shirt and white scrub pants, just as Tessa had when she’d been kept here.
The men drew their weapons, and Jesse cautiously took a step toward the doorway. The male growled, the resonance so low and loud that Tessa could practically feel it in the air. The rest of the men stiffened, Jace and Jesse raising their guns to aim at him.
“They’ve done something to him,” Jace said, his tone sad. “Whatever’s happened, he’s not right mentally. There’s nothing we can do for him.”
“What are you suggesting?” Tessa asked, alarmed.
“If it attacks, we’ll have no choice but to put it down,” Shaw said bitterly.
“He’s a person,” Camilla said, her voice a sharp retort.
“It makes no difference. If he attacks-“
“I would attack us too if I were standing in his spot,” Camilla said, her voice authoritative.
“Cam-“ Tessa started, putting a hand on her sister’s arm. Camilla shook her off, shaking her head.
“Back up, all of you. You too, Tess.”
“What are you, a lion tamer?” barked Jace. “I won’t let you step into the line of fire, Camilla.”
“Reality check, Jace. You might be mated to my sister, but that doesn’t make you my boss. And since you don’t know what it’s like inside there,” she motioned to the cell door, “that means I’m in charge now. So back off.”
Jace’s jaw clenched but he remained silent, lowering his weapon. Jesse followed suit, and the others took his lead.
“Go on then, Cami,” Tessa said softly, looking at her sister. Tessa wasn’t sure why, but she was inclined to follow Camilla’s instincts.
Camilla cleared her throat nervously, and then held her hands up to show that she meant no harm. She took a step toward the doorway, which the male absorbed watchfully. Jesse shifted as if to move and the male growled again, his deep bass ringing through the hallway. Camilla jumped a little and shot a glare at Jesse, waving him off.
Turning back to the stranger, she took another half step toward him. He remained impassive, eyes darting around to observe all the other males.
“Hey,” Camilla said quietly, catching his eye, “Will you let me in? Just me?” The male looked at her for a long beat, and then took a step back.
Tessa sucked in a breath, surprised. The Shifter couldn’t be completely deranged, she realized. He understood Camilla perfectly, apparently.
Camilla took a couple more steps until she was right in front of him, then paused.
“The bad men have left. It’s just us now,” she said, scanning the male’s face. His expression betrayed little.
“I’m Camilla. They used to keep me here too. They hurt me,” she said, pushing up her sleeve to show a set of terrible bruises that Tessa hadn’t even seen.
The Shifter growled again as he rose from his crouch, examining the marks. He looked anxiously into Camilla’s face for a moment, then out at the group. She could just make out his face, chiseled and handsome. He towered over Camilla, all lean muscle. It must be a Shifter thing, Tessa decided.
“Will you come with me?” Camilla asked suddenly. “I’ve found a new home somewhere safe. Would you come with me?”
The male looked around at the group again, then back at Camilla. She held out a hand to him, waiting patiently. After another long moment, he reached out and took her hand. Camilla let out a little gasp as he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in her neck.
Tessa heard several safeties click as pistols were readied, but Camilla let out a muffled, “I’m okay!” before anyone could react. The male turned, putting his back to the guns.
“He’s protecting her,” Tessa said.
After a long second, the guns lowered again.
At that moment, there was a tremendous BOOM that shook the building slightly. Jace cursed, looking around.
“Something is going on outside. We’ve got to get back to the Den,” he said. “Shaw, have you got the female?”
Shaw reemerged from the cell, the woman tossed over his shoulder. She wasn’t moving, but judging by the scratch marks across Shaw’s face that was a recent development.
“Mmphmm,” Shaw grumbled, readjusting the female’s slight weight over his brawny shoulder.
Jace slipped a protective arm around Tessa’s waist, guiding her down the darkened hallway. The others followed them down the stairs and directly to the main exit. Jesse and Jace swung the doors open, exposing a scene of complete chaos. Trees and bits of mesh fencing were scattered everywhere. Right in the middle was a giant, smoldering circle of blackened ground; the burn pattern extended at least ten feet in circumference.
Members of both packs were tending to their wounded, and moving them toward the portal to the Den. Tessa scanned the entire area but didn’t see any obvious casualties, so perhaps they had been lucky on that front. At least the fighting wasn’t going on anymore.
Jace led Tessa down toward the portal, seeking out Maddie. They found her crouched next to Jasper, who was lying on a scratchy utility blanket. He had quite a nasty burn on his chest and left leg, causing Tessa to wince in sympathy.
“Magic burn,” Maddie was saying to Jasper, “Gee, I bet that hurts like a bitch. You know, I heard that it takes like twice as long to heal as a regular burn.” Her voice was pure acid, and she was practically shouting at her wounded mate.
“Maddie, I’m not sure that’s helping,” Tessa said gently, going over to try to pull her away. Maddie pushed Tessa away, her voice rising in anger.
“I told you not to be a hero. I told you not to, you idiot!” she shrieked, sounding as if she were about to lose control completely.
“I saved your life,” Jasper said, his voice scratchy and rough.
“No one asked you to do that!” Maddie said furiously, her expression furious.
“Ooooookay,” Jace cut in, stepping over and scooping Maddie up off the ground. Jace walked several feet away, but didn’t put his sister down. She thrashed violently, shrieking unintelligibly for several minutes until she wore herself out. Finally her limbs slowed and her voice broke, and she dissolved into quiet sobs.
Tessa could hear him soothing Maddie, telling her that Jasper was going to be fine. Her stomach did a funny flip, and her heart swelled in her chest until tears threatened to break loose. Fortunately Shaw came over at that moment, whistling and drawing everyone into a circle.
“One of the witches was struck down, and the other has fled. The Legion was long gone before we got here. We’ve also gained some new pack members, apparently. Let’s move our wounded back to the Den.”
“What’s that?” shouted Rhett from the back of the crowd.
“I said let’s go home!” Shaw roared, raising his arms.
A cheer rose up, and everyone began to do just that.
TWENTY ONE
“I’m really not sure we should be leaving them alone,” Tessa fretted, biting her lip as she followed Jace out of the infirmary. Maddie had been temporarily sedated to keep her from finishing Jasper off in her rage, but that wouldn’t last long. Knowing the Shifter metabolism, she’d be up within the hour and probably twice as vicious.
“Maddie and Jasper or Camilla and the new guy?” Jace tossed over his shoulder as he walked.
“Well,” said Tessa, flustered, “both, but I was referring to Maddie and Jasper. Camilla and Raphael are staying with Shaw and the new girl, Cassandra. And judging from the man’s reaction, Raphael isn’t about to let anything happen to my sister.”
Jace turned to give his mate a soft smile, holding out his hand to her. When Tessa slid her small hand into his large one, Jace had the overwhelming urge to pull her into his arms and rub his scent all over her body.
He stifled it, contenting himself with the knowledge that his mate, his female, had eyes for no man but him. Even now she pulled close and twined her arm with his, seeking his touch. So yes, the marking of territory wasn’t necessary. It could at least wait until they got bac
k to his house, Jace thought with a smirk.
“You’re not listening to a word I’m saying, are you?” Tessa asked, cutting in on his thoughts. He looked down at her and saw that she was amused rather than irritated, and decided to play it out.
“I was busy thinking about what to do first when we get back to the house,” he said slyly, a teasing grin on his face. Tessa eyed him suspiciously, her cheeks heating up at his tone.
“Why does that sound dirty coming from you?” she asked skeptically.
“It must be my manly baritone. That or the fact that I’ve spent the last two hours of boring meetings thinking about all the ways I’ll have to have you in my house,” he said, his grin broadening.
“Jace!” Tessa said, her voice rising in a poor imitation of shock. She swatted his arm without any real force behind the blow. He took that as a sign that he should continue.
“Well, first of course there’s… what did you call it? My ‘orgy-sized’ shower? And then I was thinking about the couch, where we almost hooked up the first time…”
“Jace!” Tessa said again, but this time she wasn’t even trying to hide the desire darkening her eyes and flushing her skin. Her voice had deepened to a sexy purr, which only spurred him on.
“And then I thought about the kitchen island. I think that counter might be the perfect height to hit your G spot,” he mused aloud, playing at absentmindedness.
Tessa bit her lip and looked away coyly, but not soon enough. Her scent, that wonderful Ascendant scent of apples and honey, washed over him and pushed at his restraint. He needed to slow things down soon, or they wouldn’t make it the next two hundred yards to the house.
“Anyway,” he said coolly, “You were saying about Maddie and Jasper?” Tessa pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, but followed his change of topic anyway.
“I was trying to say that you ought to be a little more concerned about your sister. She’s mated herself to some crazy Shifter she barely knows, and who is, according to you, incredibly dangerous. And yet you insisted on leaving them to work things out alone,” Tessa said, miffed.
“Would you accept someone else meddling in things between us?” Jace asked, glancing over “Would you accept someone else meddling in things between us?” Jace asked, glancing over
