Baxian POV
I hate sending Zade to the surface. I hate that I haven't stopped pacing. This time, I have this off feeling and can't place what it's from. Zade has been acting weird since yesterday and won't talk about it. We don't normally keep things from each other, but something tells me I won't like it.
I continue pacing, practically burning a hole in the floor. I have this dread creeping in, my wolf Snipper is on edge and won't tell me what's happening. With a huff, I stop my pacing when I get a flicker of something down the bond. I haven't told Zade that sometimes he accidentally projects images through our connection, but I like it that way.
So when I get a fading image of a white-haired woman kneeling, I know something is happening. I have to calm myself to open the link, so I won't alert him of anything.
"Zade, what's wrong?"
Fuck for being known as a ruthless bastard. I sure am a soft cock when it comes to my mate, I would fucking burn the entire world down if someone harmed Zade. Zade is Mine and will always be mine. He is a strong Alpha, just as ruthless as me when he needs to be, but he is a good man, loyal, fierce and would die for the ones he loves. In the demon world, love is a liability. I felt the link open up and Zade's voice came flooding through my mind.
"I don't know, I followed this fucking intoxicating scent and found this woman."
FUCK!! I let out an all-mighty roar that shook the foundations of my castle. I try and suck in a few calming breaths to get my shit together.
"A woman?"
It's all I can manage to say. I felt my wolf lift his head. He can sense my jealousy rising, but he just lays back down and sleeps. That's weird considering he is very territorial over Zade and Klaus. This makes my anger spike. I pace towards the wall with a growl and throw my fist straight through it. I knew I shouldn't have let him go. I knew I should have sent someone else. I should have made him send the annoying little prick of a Beta. I felt Zade's voice enter my head once more,
"Yes, a woman, she is sobbing while kneeling at a gravestone. I haven't gotten closer yet, but something is pulling me to go to her. I have to know what it is."
My breath starts to come out in short pants, I feel my fingers start to shift into claws. I am losing control. I don't lose control. I haven't in a very long time. I dig the tips of my claw into the palm of my hand, the tips pierce my flesh and I watch as drops of blood hit the floor. It has a calming effect on my body. I love pain to the point of pleasure. I love inflicting pain and watching my victims scream. I love sitting back while Zade is covered in our enemy's blood and sucks my cock.
Thinking about it is making me hard, and I can't afford to be distracted right now as Zade is in unknown territory.
I leave my chamber and stalk down the hallway, everyone knows I am in a mood and steers clear of me. I need to make my way into the human world and see for myself what is going on. I thought it was out of the ordinary when we got an invitation to the Black Widow Pack.
As the king of wolves, people fear me. I am the story they tell to young pups to keep them in line. I am so feared most think I am but a myth. The power thrumming under my skin wants an outlet, needs to destroy something or someone. I know it's a big risk going to this pack, but I want to know how they were able to send an invitation to us, to me. I want to find out who they have working for them, and what they are hiding.
I need to see Zade and make sure he is protected, I need to see what all the fuss is about that has him following this woman. I have been with women before, plenty, but since being with Zade, his cock is the only thing that gets me going, his mouth is the only thing I want wrapped around mine and his scent is what I crave when I'm on edge.
I headed to the lower level of my castle and took the back stairwell to the back garden. I take a deep breath and prepare to enter the surface. I tamper down on my power and slightly mask my scent. I don't want to ruin the surprise, I want to uncover what is going on and if bloodshed is the only way, then so be it.