Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,191

fae qualities."

That shocked me and I felt the surprise from the others.

"I'm giving him the choice: die with his Alpha or gain immunity with us," she emphasized. "Before you get your cocks in a fit, I don't mean join the Forbidden. I think he could be a good ally."

"Is he a wolf?" Dimitris questioned.

"Hybrid. Fae wolf. I sensed the fae magic when I walked in, but he's good at cloaking it. He lived in the hood, and my guess is he never fit in because of his fae qualities. He was kidnapped and tortured for months in someplace that involves the Vile Queen. He may have info on her, but he's strong, Dimitris. He's gonna come with issues, I'm not going to deny that, but with real loyalty, he won't snitch. That's what my instincts tell me."

I took a brief look at Milo. He was still thinking, lost in the decision of choosing yes or no. I didn't like how it was taking so long, but I wasn't going to act on it.

Patience is always key in situations like these.

"If Willow thinks he’s got potential, I'll gladly take him in to train," Jayce announced.

"Fae wolves are rare. He could ensure we don't get fucked up again," Saint added.

"If his daughter is already in our organization, it proves he was a target, to begin with," Onyx muttered. "We created it so orphans like me who fall through the cracks won't land into the hands of a villainous Alpha who tortures and destroys futures."

You could feel the raw emotion in Onyx's words, and the mere idea and understanding they had this organization really shed more light on the fact that we still had so much to discover about each of them.

"If choosing him goes south, you know that's on you, Willow."

"I know how this works," she assured him. "It won't go south. Trust me, Alpha."

I expected Dimitris to put up a fuss because this was risky. It took us years before we could have a say on who we recruited, but Willow went above and beyond with such a sleek execution that I was sure Dimitris was speechless.

She certainly surprised me.

"Fine," he shockingly stated. "Jayce, head over there. I'm sure we don't need an alibi, now do we, Willow?"

"Got that covered, Alpha." She sounded gleeful through the pack bond, and I could feel how fucking happy she was in this moment.

It was like she was being acknowledged for her skill set for the first time, and frankly, I was loving seeing the thrill in those gorgeous orbs.

The sudden cry of agony cut through our mental conversation, and our gazes darted over to see Milo gritting his teeth. His eyes were closed shut, while Officer Ronald was screaming in anguish.

"You fucker!" he snapped, and if it wasn't for the fact their chairs were magically held in place, he'd be on the floor with how he was rocking back in forth in clear misery.

My impressed expression was just like Willow's. Her pleased smirk formed on her lips as we both caught onto the sudden spike of magic that pierced through the air.

Fae magic.

It took me this while to realize I'd turned on my sight long ago, but I purposely turned it off as I closed my eyes and admired the pure beauty of the golden streams of magic that were oozing out and upward to the ceiling, spreading with immense velocity.

That was what differentiated fae magic from any other elemental magic: its intense power, the golden hues, and the destructive force it carried if the user held ill intentions.

It was another reason they were sought out.

The final cry of pain came from Officer Ronald. The force was enough to knock him out while his body shook with convulsions. My attention followed Willow as she slipped from my hold to walk back to Milo.

The other two were clearly speechless that Milo had the guts to do what he did, and it only proved how foolish they had been to treat him like a waste of space. They were about to enjoy a slow death from my hands, but maybe with Milo in the picture, I could further enjoy the process while giving him a taste of revenge.

Willow pulled the chair back, spun it around once more, and sat down. Crossing one leg over the other, she leaned into the back of the chair and watched Milo as he gasped and shook. I wouldn't wish this on anyone - the pain of escaping the bond of