Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,11

fine morning," my wolf acknowledged.

"If you're going to continue arguing, can we at least attend to Willow?" I decided to be the brave soul to bring us back on track. I couldn’t care less about whatever look Aurelia was giving me, nor did the fact that her aura was going to consume the room at any moment entice me.

Instead, I took three steps forward and stood before her.

No one else moved - or breathed, for that matter - as I got to the point.

"I'm not your enemy. Nor am I Willow's enemy. I have her best interests at heart, and if you don't believe me, feel free to ask Onyx, who can feel my intentions through this new bond."

"You've been keeping the fact that you're fucking royalty of the most villainous pack in America, if not the damn world, secret, and I'm supposed to be perfectly fine with you being mated with my best friend?"

Was I worried? Nope.

"What?" Viktor decided to ask the prime question, but Onyx sighed.

"Aurelia, stop."

"Who would have thought the prince of this grand legacy would be the billionaire blind artist who goes by the name Neo Rodriguez."

"Aurelia." Dimitris was the one to speak up in warning, but Aurelia was going to say what she had to say.

I wanted her to.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Nicodemus Ramiro."

Pin-drop silence swept through the room, but suddenly something clicked in me, and there was nothing to stop it as I allowed that cynical part to come out and play.

I opened my eyes then and there, and the world of black and coursing energy flashed with color as my magic swirled into the depths of my irises. I was sure those red magic circles spun with trembling force, at least enough to send all my peers but Onyx and Aurelia to the ground on one knee.

"Fuck. Aurelia," Dimitris hissed. "Back down now. I can't control Neo."

I could now see the witch's beauty as she stood there combating my intense dominance. She was lucky that I acknowledged her close connection with my mate, or she'd be dead before she even finished speaking my name.

She held a bit of worthiness to her elemental power, and adding the name of a Clementine to the equation left her on a bridge of power I was far too lazy to cross. She knew of me because her family had no choice but to be on good terms with mine.

Or I'd easily squish their Coven empire like ants gathering around a sandpit.

"Oh no, let her do what she wishes," I said in complete delight, my voice dangerously deep while my eyes took in the tall woman. To say she was fierce in this state of defense would be an insult. She was beyond such a word. She wore a black dress that hugged her upper half while the bottom half showed the front side of her legs that held some magically engraved tattoos, while the back was layered with black lace.

She had to have come from a Coven meeting, but with the knowledge she carried, it finally dawned on me why she was so upset.

"Ah," I hummed. "You've risen to your position on the Coven."

Her eyes narrowed, while a chuckle escaped my throat. The temperature seemed to drop in the room, but it did nothing to lower the burning heat in me while my desire to see red across her flesh grew stronger.

"I could kill you," she warned.

"You're not wrong," I assured her, but I took a step forward, lifting my head in a smug, belittling manner. "And yet you wouldn't dare try to kill me."

She swallowed the lump in her throat, and I was sure she was fighting harder not to drop to her knees at my slight display of power.

Generations of power that I had no choice but to accept as the only true son of the Ramiro family.

I indeed had a brother out there in the world, but this world of shifters and power wouldn't cross his path. His world held enough instability. He wouldn't survive the dangers this one held.

"Neo," Onyx warned, and I think he was trying to stall me.

"Nico," I corrected. "The untamed, misanthropic side of Neo that carries a name and reputation that you hear in wolf folk tales. Or horror myths."

"You’ll kill Willow," she snarled. "I can't allow that."

"If I wished to kill my Sweetness, I would have done so the night she stabbed me in the gut, witch misfit," I spoke with authority, and my words