Shattered Pack (Alpha Girl 6)

Donovan huffed. “That’s not exactly a lot of information. She didn’t give us a clue how to stop the thing or who might be guiding it.”

Donovan’s attitude was tumbling down the toilet. I had to stop that right now. “Hey,” I said, waiting until his glass-blue gaze met mine to continue. “We will fix this.”

“You’re going to try and tell me that you’ve seen worse?”

I shook my head. “No.” I honestly hadn’t. Fey creature murdering pack members plus pack sabotage was extremely bad. Plus, the mad wolf I’d almost forgotten about in all the chaos. Which begged the question… “Do you think it could be Vivian?”

Donovan leaned back into the couch. “The thought’s crossed my mind, but these murders don’t seem like her usual plots. I don’t think we’d be so lucky that she’d be the one.”

“Should we say something to her?”

“It’s tricky business. She does have supporters. Thomas’ father—Tadhg—is one of them. That’s another reason I don’t think it’s her. She couldn’t kill her strongest ally’s son. It would be mad.”

“But she is mad.” Hurting Tadhg to get him to take a more active role against Donovan might not faze her.

“Aye. She is mad.”

Vivian was officially at the top of my list. “Okay. So we keep an eye on her, but let’s not rule out anyone else.”

“That’d be best.”

“Got it.”

He pulled his arm around my shoulders so that I rested against him. We were quiet for a second. I was lost in my head, trying to sort through everything that had happened. It’d been a really crazy couple of days.

“At least our life isn’t dull,” I said.

You could call it a lot of things, but dull? Nope. Not at all.

Donovan rubbed his nose against mine, clearly needing the comfort of that light touch as much as I did. “That it’s not.”

Chapter Fourteen

I hadn’t gotten much sleep, and I didn’t have time for it now. Not when some fey beastie might be coming for me.

After having some food in Donovan’s quarters, we decided it’d be best to split up for a little bit. Donovan was a little hesitant about that but figured if Bhrunyz came after me, he could get to me pretty quickly. I just had to hold the beast off for a minute. So, he headed to the workout rooms. The pack’s Cazadores would be there, probably with whoever was scared and wanting battle practice, so him being present served two purposes. He could make everyone feel safer and assist in training. And he could do some very casual sussing out of the pack to see if anyone was willing to spill about someone who was vocally trying to get rid of him.

Since it was highly unlikely that any pack member would open up to me, I was going to focus on the more immediate problem. Bhrunyz.

Before Donovan left, I got directions to the library. Whenever I didn’t know where to start, research was key. Each pack maintained its own library of books on magic, supernaturals, and anything that might be helpful in future fights. The size of the library showed how long a pack had been around. In a stronghold this old, the library had to be huge. There was no way a pack survived long enough to build a castle without gathering a wealth of knowledge.

There had to be something about this fey monster. He had to have a weakness of some sort because everything had a weakness. I just needed to find his.

And hopefully finding that weakness would give me a clue as to who—or what—had set Bhrunyz free.

The smell of the books—the vanilla of aging pages and worn leather bindings—hit me before I reached the library. I turned a corner and pushed through the doors. They opened into a sitting room with leather couches and comfy armchairs that I could imagine sinking into for days. A fireplace burned, giving the place a warm, cozy feeling. Twisting staircases were evenly spaced around the room, leading up to the balcony level. There were tables and chairs around, but no artwork. There wasn’t room. The books took up every inch of wall space.

And one circle around the room proved that there wasn’t a computer to be found.

I groaned. This was going to be impossible. There were too many books. If I couldn’t run a search, how in the hell was I supposed to

find the information I needed?

My phone buzzed and I pulled it from my pocket.

What I saw on the screen was a bit of shock. Cosette was texting me?

You have to find Bhrunyz.