Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,231

at Viktor.

Then it clicked.

"Holy fucking shit," Saint cursed. "Viktor?"

Viktor was quiet for a long moment, but suddenly the possibility didn't feel like a probability anymore.

"Viktor," Onyx whispered. "What was the real reason you went to Russia?"

Viktor couldn't hide the flicker of sadness before he revealed the truth.

"My mother passed away, and...my father will be moving on shortly as well."

"How...would you know?" I whispered, but Milo responded instead, "Your father relied on your mother's star to thrive."

It took a second for Viktor to get what he was implying, and he took a steady breath.

"This stays between us until I can guarantee Willow's safety," he emphasized, and it was hard to tell whether he was nervous, in pain, or just trying to figure shit out in his head before it came flooding out.

When we all nodded, he took a deep breath and let it out.

"My real name is Vincenzo Huxley. I’m one of the last warlock hybrids of Silver Wolves Pack," he revealed. "Both my parents are a part of the High Court...and my father's chair is the very one that's about to become vacant."

The chair his father chose Willow to sit upon.

There was no doubt now in my mind that we'd just put the final puzzle piece together.

Willow was about to claim the most powerful spot in the supernatural realm after becoming the richest woman in NYC, awakening her royal status and wolf, and becoming surrounded by a pack of endangered wolves.

We were just figuring out the immense power we now carried within our pack, but the outside world, or at least those fighting desperately to halt what Mother Moon had in store for us, saw the truth.

The world was desperate to get a bite of Willow's ripe fruit, but they didn't want just a taste.

They either want her in their possession like a rare blood rose...or they'll stop at nothing to poison her roots.

25

Abrupt Ambush

~WILLOW~

"You're being sus because my ass passed out on the floor by accident!" I snapped and rushed forward to try to land a punch on Viktor.

"And who's fault is it for taking their meds far too late?" Viktor retorted, avoiding my punches effortlessly. "If it wasn't for Milo being around and having some background in medicine, you would have been in the medical center or enjoying a seizure!"

"First of all," I began, "I passed out because of a seizure, so y'all were fucking late."

He rolled his eyes while swiftly turning to avoid my spin kick.

"And second of all, I actually tried to get to my medication, okay?! The task just landed me on the floor, naked and practically dead. That ain't my fault."

"Seriously?" he huffed behind me and I spun around, only to be kicked in the gut and sent flying across the ring.

"Ugh!" I crashed into the floor and sat up to glare at him. "You know, for someone scolding me for being a stubborn bitch for wanting to come train after almost dying from not taking my meds, you're sure not showing any compassion right now!" I got up and huffed. "What the fuck pissed you off when I was unconscious? Jeez."

The look he gave me only made me groan as I rolled my eyes for what felt like the fiftieth time.

Today had been a fucking rough day. Dimitris pissed me off with just existing - alright, that's a bullshit lie, but he did piss me off – and the pile of finalized contracts had been a back-and-forth exchange because of minor tweaks and other made-up bullshit that was just getting to me.

I'd forgotten that cage fighting helped with my level of patience as William and my abrupt anger issues, so if Viktor thought I was getting out of training with him tonight because of passing out on the floor, it wasn't happening.

I was sure Onyx and Neo had sensed the sudden drop because their voices were what woke me out of my foggy state of mind. With seizures, I was always left feeling like I was slipping between life and death, but to a lesser degree.

I knew I'd delayed my dose - on purpose - because the recent increase made me feel like shit. I was sure Onyx had already texted Aurelia about my sudden collapse, and I'd hear from her tomorrow or something, but I honestly needed a fucking break from it.

Fuck the meds, fuck all this madness, just throw me on a boat in the middle of the ocean so I can fucking breathe.

"You have to take better care of yourself!"