You Wouldn't Dare (Khaos Trilogy Book 1), стр. 34
Once he was human again, he ran over to me and sank to the floor hugging my knees as he sobbed, “thank you, mother. Thank you. I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you.” Before I could stop myself, I kicked him away, curling my lip at him in revulsion.
“Mother Did I do something wrong?” He frowned in confusion and I rearranged my features to look at him in concern.
“Sorry. I think I hear your father. A couple of days with your wolf and you will pick up on things like that too. Hurry now, remember your promise to me and get back in The Cage.” He quickly got in, not even flinching as the blades instantly cut his skin again- although the wounds quickly healed with the aid of his newfound wolf. I lowered the lid down, giving him one last glance before I shut him in.
“Don’t let me down, Khaos. If you think your life has been hard so far, you have no idea what awaits you should you ever betray me and the kindness I’ve shown you today.”
“I won’t mother, I promise. Thank you again.” He looked at me with teary eyes. “This really has been the best gift ever,” he whispered. I slammed the lid closed and walked away, mentally praising myself for securing his trust and affection so easily.
“Is it me, or is the mutt getting stronger?” Drake asked one evening as we were eating. Khaos hadn’t been permitted to eat today, although that no longer bothered him the way it used to. Partly because I would sneak food to him, but mostly because of him now having his wolf - any opportunity I gave him to bond with his wolf he jumped at. He was so pathetically grateful for something that I took for granted. It warmed even my icy heart. This was all working out so perfectly for me!
It had been a few weeks since I had first released Khaos from The Cage, and he grew stronger every single time I permitted him to change. His wolf now stood taller than even our finest warriors, moving with a strong, agile gait that was both fluid and deadly, completely at one with whom he was and who he was meant to be. Drake had been particularly busy of late, having to enter crisis meetings with Louisa’s father for retribution over her death, and Khaos and I took full advantage of his absence.
Though my hatred of him grew stronger every day, his abilities extremely impressed the wolf in me. I had taken him to run and hunt in the woods, and he had passed every test with flying colours. He could hide his scent immaculately, he could kill with one quick, clean bite, and the speed of him was one of the fastest I had seen. It completely transformed his human body as well. Where before he had been skin and bones, he now had muscles and tight, toned skin.
I’ll admit I had gone further than I wanted to, that the drastic change in his appearance would have been easily noticed by anybody, let alone his father. Yet I didn’t care. A few more weeks and Khaos would be strong enough to protect us both. All I had to do was stay focused on the plan for a little while longer and everything would be okay. I ignored the niggling of doubt that sometimes crept inside me; I had heard the way his wolf growled if ever I dared get too close to him. He sensed my motivations; he knew every nasty, despicable thing I had done to Khaos over the years, and he wasn’t quite as ready to forgive me as Khaos was. Not that it mattered. When I was finished with his training, Khaos would have complete control over his wolf. I was sure of it.
“Ryssa?” I dragged my attention back to my mate, resisting the urge to snarl at him.
“Sorry, darling, I was miles away. Did you say something?”
“Nothing important,” he dismissed with a wave of his hand. “Oh, I think you’ll be pleased to know that I have sorted the whole Louisa disaster.”
“Oh?” I was barely listening; I was too caught up in my own thoughts of how next to train Khaos. Had I been paying attention, I would have noticed the warriors enter the room and surround me, blocking off every exit.
“Indeed. As you know, her father has been demanding his vengeance for a long time. Of course, I couldn’t admit it was I who had killed his dear daughter and so we’ve been at each other’s throats for far too long, standing on the brink of war. Even after that stunt Louisa pulled, framing poor Khaos, her father was still suspicious about what took place the day she died. I’ve stood my ground, remained adamant that it was Khaos that killed her, but he is still whinging. He has demanded that both Khaos and I pay for what took place here that day. That was until some information came to light regarding you, my dear mate.”
That caught my attention. My head shot up to look towards him. On the outside he appeared relaxed, resting his chin on his fist as he drummed his fingers on the table. It didn’t fool me. I had been by his side too long not