on you.”
“Shit.”
“He needs to return to the Dark Realm. Now. It’s the only way his power can regenerate.”
“No, he can’t go back with Oriana there. She’ll kill him in this state.”
“Then he will die here .”
Cora shook her head vehemently. She took Nathanial’s hands in hers. He eyed her weakly, wondering what she was doing. She grunted and then released her power.
“Holy hell,” Michael breathed. “That’s some power you’ve got there. I can feel it,” he exclaimed in wonder. “Now that it’s not blocked it’s—”
“Pure,” Nathanial finished for him as he suddenly sat up and pulled away from Cora’s grip.
“Was that enough?” Cora asked worriedly as they all climbed to their feet. “It was only a few seconds’ worth.”
“Enough? It’s been a while since I’ve felt this…strong. Do you feel weak?”
She shook her head and grinned. “Surprisingly, no. Thanks to you removing that block.”
“I’m sorry it was so painful.”
“Yet another reason for me to kill my father.”
“No, princess. Remember what we spoke of. Vazra must live,” Nathanial said, wrapping his arm around her in a fatherly gesture. “Let me deal with him. Your focus is Oriana. I will teach you how to wield your power without consequence.”
She nodded. “I’m ready to learn.”
Nathanial chuckled. “Finally, a good student.”
“Who did you teach last?”
“My son.”
“Oh.”
“Come, child. Let’s get you to your son. We will teach you at the compound.”
Cora eyed Michael in surprise. Why was he coming? “Does he need to come with us?”
“Black magic. I wield it so I can teach you how to battle it when you face Oriana,” Michael answered.
“I need to call ahead and warn Josh. The wolves won’t be happy about this.”
Nathanial nodded. “I understand.”
* * * * *
Nathanial watched her as she walked ahead of them and pulled out her cell phone to call Josh at the compound.
“Do you think she can actually do this? Destroy Oriana?” Michael asked.
Nathanial breathed out a heavy sigh and turned to him. “She has the power as you just saw. But that is not the issue. I can teach her control techniques. But it will be up to her in the end. If she lets her emotions rule her head, if she loses control even for a moment—”
“She will perish.”
Nathanial nodded. “As will we all.”
CHAPTER 7
Ryan paced in his tent in a pent-up state of anxiety as he looked at Jada sleeping soundly on her back, naked in his bed. Shit. What have I done?
Last night he’d been furious with Cora, adamant that he never wanted to see her again, that he hated her with every fiber of his being. Now, in the harsh light of day, he knew that’d been his hurt talking, something he’d never been capable of allowing himself to feel. He’d always channeled it with anger, through lashing out. It was exactly what he’d done last night when he’d fucked Jada. He’d wanted to hurt Cora in any way he could and the feisty wolf had walked right on in to his tent and served him the opportunity on a damned platter. And he’d taken it without a second thought.
But he didn’t feel better. He felt sick to his stomach. Despite what was going on, Cora was still his wife and the mother of his son. For nothing else, he owed it to Orion to try to work things out with her.
Work things out?
If she was with Luca, there was nothing to work out. It was a line that she could never come back from. If she’d fucked him… if …shit, had she? What if her decision to save him had led to nothing actually happening between them? Then he’d just taken his revenge for nothing. In fact, if that was the case, now he was the asshole.
Despite all the uncertainties right now, there was one thing he did know for certain. He shouldn’t have slept with another woman. It wasn’t the answer to anything. And as shitty as his luck always was, it’d actually complicated everything even further, because