Chapter Four
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I scuff, "Seriously Ryhes?"
"What?" I stare at him in disbelief because I thought the man had some tact.
"Alphahole," I grumble before shouldering my way past him to hug Ryker. "Maddie has been missing since last night. I followed her to here but the magic ends completely. I've never felt the type of magic that is here, but it's not nice."
"Why is my brother growling at me?"
"Blood bond," Is all I say before turning to Uncle Ryan.
"Maybe it's a dark witch." He says walking down the road to the other tire tracks.
I shake my head, "Nah, I've met one of those. This doesn't feel like that."
Three heads turn my way so fast I'm seriously surprised they didn't snap their necks.
"When the hell was that?" Ryhes growls.
I hold up my hands in front of me, "Easy. Down boy, it was a few months ago."
They pause and tilt their head and I have to hold my laughter in at how much they look like puppies when they do that. "You mean when you were supposed to be visiting an aunt in Wyoming?"
"Yeah. Except it ended up being a Dark Witch in the Dark Forest. Kind of a cliche if you ask me. Anyway, this doesn't feel like that."
"Well, there aren't many options left." Uncle Ryan says coming back to us.
"Wait are we just ignoring the fact that she went by herself to Germany to deal with a Dark Witch?"
"For now. We know you won't let us forget it." Ryker says, but I can see the amber in his eyes.
He's not happy either.
What else is new?
"You said the magic feels malicious?"
I nod, "It's not nice."
Uncle Ryan makes his way to the SUV, "I need to look into something. I'll be back."
Seconds later he's heading back down the service road. Even though the pack had its own extensive library Uncle Ryan had a stack of books that he rarely allowed anyone to see.
I turn to walk back through the trees when suddenly I'm air born with a shoulder to the gut. I wheeze for breath and shake my head to better orient myself because I was upside down too fast for my brain to keep up.
"What the hell Ryker!?"
"We need to have a talk." I feel his shoulder in my stomach every time he takes a step, I wince.
"I can walk."
"No you can run and you aren't doing that anymore."
"I don't run," I go to cross my arms over my chest but realize I can't.
"Yes, you do. You run from anything that has to do with talking. We've let you run long enough. Ryhes has let you run for far too long if you ask me."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
I wince as Ryker takes the back steps, "It means you're talking."
I'm finally set down on my feet and I look around noticing we're in the only place I can't magic out of. The spell casted on Ryhes office kept shifters from shifting if meetings got too heated. It also kept almost every magic from working as well. It usually came in handy, right now it was just pissing me off.
I cross my arms and glare at the brothers, "There's nothing to talk about."
"How about the fact that you ran off and fought a Dark Witch. How about the fact that you go to the Shadow Plane and allow those creatures to take over your body. Better yet how about the fact that you know your Ryhes' Luna yet haven't said anything."
"How the f**k do you know all of that?"
"The same way I know everything else Summer."
I point a finger in his face, "I thought I told you not to use your magic on me."
He shrugs, "And I thought I asked you not to do anything stupid. Guess we both don't listen."
Before I can respond, Ryker walks out of the office leaving me to face Ryhes. I'm not sure what to say or how to act, so I just stand quietly hoping he'll start.
"You've known you were my Luna the whole time haven't you?"
I shake my head, "Not at first. I knew something was different but I didn't grow up in a normal pack. I didn't know how to tell something like that. I did some research and found out that yes I probably was your Luna. How did you know?"
"I'm an Alpha Summer, you don't think I know when my Luna walks into my life. My wolf knew instantly, but I knew you would try to fight it or run. So I stayed back and let you do whatever you had to."
"I'm not meant to be a Luna Ryhes. I'm not one of those women who can sit back and playhouse, that's just not me. I'm not meant to lead people, I'm too selfish."
"You think I want someone I have to hold hands with all the time?"
"Isn't that what you need?"
"I need someone strong Summer. Someone who is able to stay back while I am at meetings. Someone who I can trust to keep everything running while I'm away. I trust you."
"I don't know why."
He shrugs, "You've never given me a reason not to. I mean sure you like to run off on your own and not tell anyone, or you always run into things without a plan, but I still trust you. I trust you with my pack and my life."
"I don't think you should."
He steps forward and even though everything in my body is telling me to move away I don't. Deep down I know why I'm fighting this, I know I don't handle feelings well. Ever since my parents died I haven't really been able to bring myself to get close to anyone other than my brother. What's the point if everyone dies anyway if everyone leaves.
"Stop Summer, stop trying to run or to turn me away. It's not going to work."
I don't look up when he stops in front of me. We stand face to chest and I know if I lift my head and look into those amber-blue eyes I'll be done. The fight will be lost.
"Look at me Summer."
"I cant."
He lifts my chin to look at him and I sigh.
"Súile dúr mac tíre."
He smiles, "I'm not asking for anything right now Summer, just that you stop pushing me away."
I know there's always going to be a part of me that thinks I can't do this, that I'm not good enough. Maybe I'm not, maybe this whole thing will blow up in our faces and I'll get sent packing with my heart missing. I've never been one to back down from something, no matter how scary or unsafe it may be.
Maybe the heartbreak will be worth it.
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