Page 16 of The Alpha's Seer

“My sister is safe. She’s staying with family.” I stare at him as his nostrils flare, his fingers moving to pinch the bridge of his nose. He’s angry, but there’s something else: concern? “She…she’s okay.”

Calix stares down at the backpack in my hand and scowls. “Is that for Blair?”

My fingers tighten around the strap, and I nod.

“You can’t drive in this state, Leon,” Calix states, his eyes meeting mine.

I search for the disgust in them, but all I see is indifference.

“I’ll take it to her.”

“Why?” I find the courage to ask, clearing my throat. “Why do you care? You saved her, didn’t you?”

I notice four figures in the woods behind Calix coming into focus, and my heart drops through my feet when I see they are wolves. I gulp and glance back at Calix, who is still studying me with interest.

“You never told my secret,” Calix remarks, watching me with interest. “Why?”

The wolves move closer, and I back away instinctively.

“I don’t know,” I admit, swallowing more of the beer in my hand. “I guess it wasn’t my secret to tell. Look, Blair is my sister. I need to protect her.”

Calix nods but strokes his chin thoughtfully before sighing. “You can’t protect her, Leon. Not from these kinds of monsters.”

But he can.

My blood runs cold, and he extends his hand, curving his fingers towards him repeatedly. “Give me your keys; you aren’t driving to Blair like this.”

I don’t know why I give him my keys or jump in the passenger seat beside him, but it probably has to do with the four wolves circling the truck.

“Are they human too?” I ask Calix as he reverses from the driveway. “Like you?”

Calix shoots me a glare and grunts at me before asking for Blair’s address.

“Seriously, Calix, why did you save her?”

Calix lets out a low growl, and I sink back into my seat, finishing the bottle of beer before reaching for another.

He’s a fucking animal. He’s a wolf.

“They were going to do disgusting things to her,” Calix mutters, his jaw tense. The veins in his arms seem to enlarge as he hunches over the wheel, his jaw sharpening as I gulp at my beer.

Is he going to change into a wolf while driving? I can’t fucking handle that.

My heart leaps off a cliff at the thought, but then he seems to calm, his body sagging slightly.

“But they didn’t.”

I nod, sinking into euphoria as the beer works its magic, relaxing every muscle with that warm, familiar glow.

I smile at him. “Thanks to you.”

“No thanks toyou.” Calix side-eyes me and nods at the beer. “It’s killing you.”

I turn and stare out the window even though I can’t see anything and shrug. “Death doesn’t scare me.”

Calix says nothing, and we continue the journey in silence, both lost in our thoughts.

Chapter Eight