Page 30 of The Alpha’s Seer (The Shifters of Stormhollow #1)

Chapter Thirty

CALIX

“At least you know your mother is alive.” Alpha Drox nods his head. “It’s been over two years, and she’s still alive.”

I eye him and return his nod, but I don't feel relieved even though I know I should. It means my mother has been suffering for years, something I had prayed to anyone who would listen that she wouldn’t have to go through.

So much for prayers.

Alpha Drox sighs heavily. “I know this is hard for you, Calix.”

Hard? That’s an understatement. I feel like I’ve been torn open and left for the birds to feast on.

“But your mother would want you to be strong.”

I close my eyes. “I have a question,” I say, determined to change the subject from the one haunting my heart and soul. “Why is Blair getting visions and Luna Marie isn’t?”

“It’s a valid question,” Alpha Drox says with a frown, lines appearing on his forehead. He eases back into his chair and stares out at the lake.

It’s a beautiful morning, and Alpha Asher’s pack is starting to arrive.

Alpha Asher will arrive later today, which I’m not looking forward to.

My pack is being more than accommodating, and I’m proud of them.

Even in the face of an upcoming war, they are resilient and tough, rallying around to support the other packs, who are clearly weary.

It can’t be easy being uprooted and moved to another pack, no matter what your Alpha told you.

“Marie thinks…” Alpha Drox sighs and shakes his head.

“What?” I snap my eyes to him. “What does she think?”

“That maybe Blair has a personal connection with the rogues.” Alpha Drox exhales heavily and waves his hand before I can say anything.

“What kind of personal connection?” I demand, my breath burning in my lungs. “She’s just a human!”

“She’s a Seer,” Alpha Drox reminds me.

“I know that, but she can’t have a connection to them.”

It’s a ridiculous suggestion.

“As I said, Blair is human—these monsters are not.”

“We don’t know what they are,” Alpha Drox says softly, and I shake my head.

“They’re not human, Drox.”

“No, I agree with you there, especially if they’re as fast as you say they are.”

Too fast.

“They must be wolves—it has to be them that turned those boys from town.”

The door opens, and Blair strolls out, rubbing her eyes. She looks exhausted, yet I watched her sleep all night. Still, she finds a smile for me.

“Hey,” she whispers, lacing her arms around my neck and resting her nose against my skin. It’s like she’s breathing me in, and I love it. For a brief second, if that, I can close my eyes and imagine I’m sitting by the lake with my mate and enjoying a moment of intimacy.

“Good morning, Blair.” Alpha Drox smiles at her, and she nods.

I can’t see how my beautiful mate could possibly have any connection with the rogue pack, but how do they know she’s a Seer?

“I can’t get hold of Leon,” Blair says with a frown. “I’m worried, Calix.”

I look up at her, and her eyes tell me all I need to know—she’s more than worried. She thinks something is wrong, and knowing Leon and his drinking, anything is possible.

“I’ll call him.” I pull out my phone and see he’s texted me, and Blair sees it. We exchange a glance, and I open the message.

LEON: I’m coming to look for my sister.

“Oh, no…” Blair looks around like she might see him, and I lift from my seat.

“Are you okay overseeing things here until I’m back?” I ask Alpha Drox, who nods.

“Of course.”

“Let’s go,” I say to Blair, who doesn’t hesitate, following me to my truck and jogging to keep up with me.

“Does he know where you live?” Blair asks, anxiety creeping into her voice.

“No.” But he does know we live in the mountains. Anything could have happened to him. My heart rate spikes with concern, and I’ve got the truck started before Blair is even inside. “Don’t worry, we’ll find him.”

Blair chews her nails and stares out the window.

“Hey, are you okay?” I question her as I guide the truck through the forest. It feels so long ago since we first fucked against the trees. So much has happened.

“I just know he drinks…” Blair’s words cut off, and I know she’s emotional.

I hate that Leon does this to her—causes her worry. She’s his little sister—if anything, he should be the one protecting her.

“Why does he drink so much?” I snap, my grip tightening on the steering wheel.

Maybe there’s something behind what Alpha Drox and Luna Marie said. That there’s a connection between Blair and the Rogues.

But what?

Blair dips her head, and I wait, hoping she’ll shed some light on why her brother is the way he is. “I think he drinks because he feels guilty.”

“Why?” I inquire. “What does he feel guilty about?”

Other than letting you down? I think.

I feel bad keeping Blair out of my mind, but I don’t want her hearing my thoughts. Not when I’m this on edge.

“The attack on my parents… He feels guilty for not saving them.”

I frown. I know that was a wolf attack, but not any wolves I knew. Ice runs through my veins, and I almost crash the truck as it hits me.

Who attacked Blair’s parents?

We thought it was a random rogue pack, but now… who fucking knows?!

“We were in the car’s trunk,” Blair explains, her voice catching. “I don’t know how he thought he could’ve done anything different.”

My head spins. “Did you see anything? Did the police find anything?”

Blair shakes her head. “I didn’t see anything. I was hiding in Leon’s arms. The police said it was a horrific animal attack.”

My stomach sinks, and I finally dare to look at Blair. She’s staring at me with those beautiful wide eyes, and I know I can’t lie to her.

“Blair, your parents were attacked by wolves.”

She doesn’t flinch. “I gathered that. At first, the police thought they were wild bears, but the coroner's report said the wounds weren’t consistent.”

“You read the report?” I ask. “When?”

“When I was old enough. Aunt Ray kept it safe.”

I consider this.

“Wait,” Blair turns to me, licking her lips. “Do you know which wolves killed my parents?”

I shake my head sadly. “No, all we knew was that it was a rogue pack.”

I wait for the pieces to slide into place, and my mate doesn’t disappoint. Her jaw drops, and she gapes at me.

“Oh my God, do you think they were killed by the same pack that killed your family?”

“I don’t know, but it seems likely, doesn’t it? The question is…why?”

We need the answer so badly, yet we don’t have it.

“Why? Why would a pack attack other packs, turn random boys from the town into werewolves, and attack an innocent couple on a road trip with their kids?” Blair shakes her head. “It doesn’t make any sense, Calix.”

“We need to make it make sense,” I mutter, running through a million different scenarios.

“Make it make sense,” Blair repeats and frowns. “You know what Luna Marie didn’t understand?”

“What?” I whip my head between her and the road, desperately searching for signs of her brother.

“How he could see me.”

I slam on the brakes. “Who could see you? The man in your vision?”

Holy fuck, please say no…

“Yes,” Blair confirms, nodding slowly. “He—the burnt man—he could see me. He said I was spying on him.”

I close my eyes and pray I’m wrong, but I may have figured out why a rogue pack might have attacked her parents.

I can’t be right, though—Blair is human.

Right?