Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,187

up for this!" the guy snapped back. "Y'all fucking kidnapped me and locked me up in that winter fucking prison for months! You tortured me! Experimented on me. All for your fucked-up queen! You changed me into a fucking wolf so I could become your black magic puppet and forced me to be a cop! I haven't seen my daughter in months! I swear to fucking God, if she died, I'll meet you in the damn afterlife and slit all your fucking throats!"

They went on arguing, but Willow was standing in front of me in a blink and handing me the silver tooth.

"Truth."

I stared into her eyes for a long moment, before I muttered, "I should give you a name."

She blinked and smiled brilliantly while she clapped her hands. It seemed to shut the others up in their argument, and I decided we'd better get things moving.

"Willa?" I tossed out the first name that came to my mind, and she squealed.

"Willa! Willa! Me! Willa!" Another round of clapping and she yawned. "Bye."

I expected to catch Willow with the sudden switch, but with a few blinks and an expression of 'what the fuck just happened,’ my Sweetness was back.

"Did you just name my psychotic side Willa?" she asked as if it sounded almost preposterous.

"Yes," I replied. "Don't like it?"

"Oh, I like it," she admitted. "I just feel that it’s something Onyx would do and not you."

I smirked and watched her as she walked around me all the way to pick up her heels that she'd placed on one of the tables I had on the side to use for my brushes.

Sliding into her heels, she took her time walking back, until she stood next to me, admiring the line of tied-up men.

"Did you think I was going to chicken out?" she inquired while her eyes were still observing the men before us.

"I didn't hear your heels anymore."

"I took them off," she stated the obvious.

"Why did you switch to Willa?" I inquired. "Does this place trigger something?"

"Sort of." She obviously didn't mind admitting her weakness. "Reminds me of a torture center I was in for a short period of time. I kinda forgot about it. The dim, flickering lights, metal tables…typical torture room aesthetic. It was when Onyx disappeared for two years."

I felt like this was more important than how she was emphasizing it.

"Willow, was this with Papa Dearest?" I was talking in riddles on purpose, and she understood that.

"No. Don't think so. It was a flash of memory but I can't grasp it now." She shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, but I could sense her anxiety regarding it. If we weren't in front of our entertainment for the night, I would have comforted her, but we'd have time later to do exactly that. "Not important now."

She was staring at the guy on the far right.

"Neo." Her voice flowed into my mind. "Do we really have to get rid of that one?"

Do you believe him?

"Yes," she replied. "He could be a good ally. Not necessarily a Forbidden Pack member, but within the alliance."

Do you have a plan for how you'll ensure his loyalty will always be on our side?

"Maybe." The way she smirked told me she had something up her sleeve, but I felt she wanted my permission.

I couldn't fight the clawing urge to hold her - my arm reaching out and pulling her into my side before my lips gently brushed her neck and my hot breath tickled her flesh as I spoke.

"Do you want to take the lead?"

She turned her head to look straight into my eyes, and though she was fighting to hide the bubbling emotion, I could tell she was begging to say yes.

"Answer me, Sweet Mate," I hummed, my lips just inches from hers.

"Yes," she firmly replied, and I rewarded her with a kiss that surely made her toes curl while she melted in my hold.

"You guys are fucking crazy," the officer on the far left spat out.

Willow didn't seem to care as she purposely drew the kiss out by wrapping her arms around my neck to keep me close. She broke the kiss just to whisper, "I'll make it quick. Well, maybe."

She let me go before she looked over to the far-left officer.

"You really talk a lot," she noted.

And shot him.

I had to fight not to snicker but my wolf was howling in my head in pure amusement while the remaining officers, including Officer Ronald, stared at their dead comrade. The headshot had hit