Page 66 of The Alpha's Seer

“Not too far,” Alpha Drox echoes my words, and I relax slightly.

If it were up to me, I wouldn't let them out of our sight.

“Alpha Calix, Cox.” He nods respectfully, and we turn to the house, both pausing to watch our women. Cox holds the door open and waits, and I envy him. He doesn't have a mate to worry about. He doesn't understand the fear and pain gripping my heart at the thought of Blair being taken.

“I fucking hate this,” Alpha Drox curses as he strides into the packhouse, gripping the back of a chair. “So, tell me everything again.”

And I do. I've gone over it so many times in my mind I know it off by heart, but I wish I didn't. Alpha Drox frowns and scrubs his face.

“Why didn't they kill you?” he asks, looking directly at me.

“He didn't even try,” I admit. “He wanted to talk to me.”

Alpha Drox nods. “So he wanted you to know he wants Blair. He called her the Seer, right?”

I nod stiffly. I can't bear this.

“Calix,” Alpha Drox states, commanding my attention. “Nothing will happen to Blair.”

“You don't know that,” I rasp. “She's a human; she's just found out she's mated to a werewolf,andshe's got Seer gifts! How can this be happening?”

Cox stares at the floor, but I hear his agreement in my mind.It's not fair.

“It's tragedy after fucking tragedy,” I mutter, a fire crawling through my veins I can't even begin to put out. “My brother, my father... my mother.” Memories of that bastard's words haunt me. “He told me I could have my mother back, Drox.”

“Which means she's still alive,” Alpha Drox points out. “That's good news.”

“Is it, though?” I snap my head in his direction. “Is she alive or hanging on by a thread?”

My chest feels like it's being crushed. It's been too long of not knowing my mother's fate.

“She should be here.”

Cox lifts his gaze to mine, and I know he's thinking of my brother. I can't bring myself to think of Rebel right now, so instead, I face Alpha Drox.

“So, what do we do?”

“We find outwhoorwhatthey are.” Alpha Drox frowns. “Luna Marie said she hasn't been able to see them.”

“Yet Blair has?” I scoff. “SoBlairis our only link to these fuckers?”

My wolf whines, and I almost join him.

We can't risk Blair.

“It would appear so,” Alpha Drox concurs gravely. “Luna Marie is going to help her. We should know more in a few days.”

“A fewdays?” Cox finally speaks, his glare on me. “We don'thavea few days!”

I have to count to ten before responding, because I feel like ripping his throat out. I know we don't have a few days—they could return at any moment, and they're not ordinary fucking wolves. We don't know what we're dealing with, and it's killing me.

“Iknow,” I growl, and Cox bows his head in submission. “We need a plan of defense, Drox.”

Drox nods, his eyes hardening. “They are targeting the women. That's what they want, sothat'swhat we protect.”

I frown and listen as he continues.

“We need to protect the women. I don't care if we hold them fucking hostage in the packhouses—they need to all be together, and we need to surround them. If those fuckers come... we'll be ready.”