gonna happen."
"We'll see," came the echoing reply.
Reign followed Abby to the back, but instead of going to the rear door she took a turn to the kitchen, and opened a door Reign hadn't previously seen.
"What this?"
"Security center, it has CCTV so we can watch the front door."
The monitors showed images from all over the lodge, even inside the main building. The four intruders were spread out, all within visual contact of each other. They must have heard something because they were all on alert.
On the monitor Skye was a blur, her wolf tore through the first human, nearly shearing him in half. Reign put her hand over her mouth to keep from throwing up. She could feel Abby tense beside her.
"Are they going to be okay?"
"Chuck's been around a while, I'm sure they'll be fine."
* * *
To his relief, they put Richard's chair next to Cara, his arms and wrist were tied to the chair in thick leather strips, same as hers. She looked awful. Fresh bruises on her face, burns and cuts on her torso and arms, if it wasn't for her wolf, and the pack, she would be long dead.
"Richard? What are you doing here, oh no no no no," Cara whimpered, "you said you were coming to get me, please get me out of here."
"Shhh, Cara, it’s okay, it will be okay," he tried to reassure her, but she was so hurt and abused, her fear and panic was too strong.
The meth head, who smelled of urine and cigarette smoke, hooked Richard up to an IV. He felt the cool liquid enter his veins, still unsure of what it did.
"I don't get it, Edward, why the torture, and the truth serum, you know drugs don't work well on us."
"I need to know where you keep your stuff, Dick, and Cara here held out pretty good, but I think you, well, you will cave the second I start cutting into her."
Richards fists involuntarily tightened, raw emotions churned inside of him. His wolf howled, but it was a distant pitiful howl that seemed trapped somehow.
"This is a bid for territory? It's not about Reign?"
"Who's Reign?” Edward smirked.
"Listen, you know the women who survived are barren, they can't have children, and the right kind of person to be a wolf is rare, we are dying as a species, Edward, stop this petty bullshit and help me save us," Richard said.
This whole time he'd thought Edward was trying to control Reign, to seize the future for himself, but it was about territory and money.
"Why the fuck should I care about your species, you all can go burn for all I care. As long as I live, that's what matters. And what better way to live then with your money. I know you have it.
Your fancy hotels, new cars, that big fucking lodge you live in. You see what we have, this shit-hole of a town, crappy farm house. Power is supposed to come with money, Dick, I want my fucking money.
When you set that cow up in Seattle, I figured she must be important to you. Had I known you would come for anyone, I would have grabbed the red head you left behind."
"Edward, I challenge you for leadership of the East Cascade pack," Richard’s voice was full of the promise of a painful death.
"Why would I accept, those are your ways old man, not mine."
"They’re all our ways, pup. Accept, and die with a little honor.
Maybe the great wolf will take you with him. Continue down this path, and you will die miserable and alone, and damned to hell," Richard said.
Edward pulled a large serrated knife from the table, it was coated in dried blood. Cara's eyes welled with tears as she hyperventilated just seeing the knife.
"It's okay Cara, it's okay," Richard said soothingly, "he's not going to hurt you anymore."
"Oh yes I am, I'm going to punish her for leaving us, and when I'm done with her,
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