had been testing fate and daring it to give her something more than the good man that had taken her into his arms and deep into his heart. Seth wasn't her true mate, but they had made a life together, one that was comfortable and easy.
Tears filled her eyes and dripped down the front of Derik's shirt, his arms tight around her as he whispered soft words of comfort. She didn't want his comfort. She wanted revenge.
Dru pulled back a little and looked up at him. "Why didn't you tell me at the creek? You must be hurting from the loss more than any of us can imagine."
He lifted his chin, his jaw locking as his eyes showed no sign of anything other than stark concentration. "I feel his loss as I would any other from the pack. When I became Alpha everything changed for me and Seth, and though he was my brother by blood, every one of our members is mine by inheritance."
Even in the midst of such a devastating tragedy, he wasn't going to let her in. He wasn't going to offer her any semblance of partnership, friendship or companionship. The boy she'd been pledged to and had come to love as a child was nothing like the man before her. She moved her hands to her face, wiping away her tears and tucking away the painful emotions that surfaced from knowing she would never laugh with Seth again or snuggle up to him on a lazy afternoon. That would be for her to suffer in private.
"You need rest. Go now before the moon reaches its peak. I will put Zarith in charge of watching over everyone."
"Where are you going?" she asked, pulling back to look at him. The moonlight spread across his handsome features, the dark glint in his eye calling to the wolf inside of her that desired a male worthy of creating her family with.
"I'm going to the village. Just hope I don't kill someone in the midst of my passion and rage." He growled softly and reached over to touch her face, his thumb brushing her mouth. "I want you so damn bad, and yet it would be the end of me."
Dru said nothing as he bit his lip and studied her for a minute, the heat in his gaze only causing her blood to boil with desire. He finally turned and jogged toward the forest, the desire for him dying down slowly as the wind of the evening rolled in and covered her heated skin.
It was only a matter of time before she would be by his side, hating life forever. Pairing up with Seth had simply been a means of stopping Derik in his tracks. He wasn't the man she wanted him to be, so she avoided him, and he held her at bay. He didn't want to hear her speak truth over him and force him to change with the sheer power of her seductive will. She didn't want to go to bed hating the man next to her, only to wake up to him every morning.
They avoided one another, and yet they had always been destined to be. Fighting with each other only made the need to be wrapped up together, naked and sweaty, worse.
Dru dropped to the bench below her, the world crashing in around her. The sounds and smells of the forest ushered in a calm that covered her wounded heart. Seth had been a good man, a good wolf, and didn't deserve to meet his end. Had Derik even taken his body or burned it or buried it? There probably wasn't time for that in the midst of the battle.
She hadn't seen Seth lying on the ground at the campsite as she’d fought, and her first order of business had been a quick assessment of the carnage. She had needed to know if her sister was safe or if she'd gone to meet their parents in the sky. Dru bowed her head, her fingers brushing back the small, loose strands of hair that danced in front of her, tickling her face.
Was the Huntress that killed Seth the same one that had attacked her? She hadn’t seen any other Huntresses with a bow and arrow during the fight. Was Seth’s killer the dark-haired, green eyed vixen that the white wolf had placed himself in front of? Was the wolf her lover and somehow the Huntress didn't know he was a wolf?
Nothing made sense and everything hurt.
Dru sighed and