Wolf's Claim (The Royal Heir #3) - Jen L. Grey Page 0,67
appeared right in front of me and kneed me in the stomach.
I wanted to fall over, but I couldn't. I was still held securely to the wall.
"You came to me, trying to hide your own wolf." She stood in front of me and tilted her head as she examined me. "But her diary told me the answers to all of my questions. You see, my father was the one who had bit her, hoping to kill her and me. She wrote the last entry on her death bed in pain as she changed just in case I somehow made it."
"You know who your father is?" I opened the mate bond up to Mason. Can you hear me?
Yes, thank God. I’ve been going out of my mind. His voice sounded relieved at first but became more desperate as he continued. Where are you? We have no clue. The scent vanished.
I opened up to him more than I ever had before, needing him to hear what was going on. If I didn't make it, they would at least know.
"Of course, I do. But he didn't know, so I played that to my advantage. The night I killed him as he tried to protect you was one of the most oddly satisfying nights of my life. I let him know that some secrets can't be killed."
"The vampire prince." That's how she was the queen. Of course, princess wouldn't be enough for her. "But how didn't he know?"
"Oh, he knew, but he didn't think I could ever figure it out. He reminded me at every opportunity that I was worthless and a curse. He made sure everyone believed he was heirless, but obviously, he knew better. He looked at me with nothing more than contempt until I waltzed over to his house with blood; pure, genuine, queen wolf’s blood." She laughed and lifted her head to the sky. "For once, the almighty vampire prince was knocking on my door and hunting me down. Between having control over him and manipulating Darren by not revealing your location, I was living the high life. It at least justified your existence."
Holy shit. This is bad. Mason's concerns flowed through to me.
"You were good for something until your mate forced you to set your wolf free." Rose spat at the floor as if she tasted something nasty. "And now you're here with his child growing inside you.”
What? Mason's voice grew loud.
I’d thought I had been going crazy. Me being pregnant had never even entered my mind. Only now, here I was, bleeding and being tortured, knowing there was a baby growing deep inside me.
"But don't worry." She chuckled. "It won't be harmed, for now. It makes your blood extra powerful, especially since it’s a girl.” She lifted the dagger and stuck it into my skin at the edge of my shoulder where it connected to my chest. “Isn’t that almost like poetic justice? But unlike my father, I’ll make sure you and she die when the time’s right.”
Pain pierced my shoulder, and tears rolled down my face. I tried moving, but all it did was make it hurt to breathe. I groaned as I attempted to just hold my breath.
"You see, that’s only a small portion of the amount of pain that I felt when your father killed my lover." She snarled at me and dug the blade deeper into me before she broke out in laughter.
"He ... didn't ... kill ... him." Pain throbbed throughout my body, and I closed my eyes.
"It was his car. He should've known not to bring it." Her voice rose higher, filled with hysteria and hate.
Elena. Mason screamed through the bond. Please tell me you're okay.
Not able to handle his crippling fear with my pain, I shut down the bond again. However, when I did it this time, I felt empty and alone.
"But don't worry. Your daddy loved you so much there is a piece of him in you, and I’ll get my revenge." She reared back, hitting me right upside the head, and then she yanked out the dagger. “You’ll not only feel the same pain as me but more, by the time I’m done with you.” She released me from her magical hold, and I crumpled to the ground.
"Elena?"
I could've sworn someone was saying my name, but I tried ignoring it. If I woke up, all I'd feel was more pain. They needed to leave me alone so I could stay blanketed in darkness.