Page 80 of Half Wolf Mate
Cole squeezed my hand in comfort. “Caleb and Anton are dead, for sure. But no one has seen or heard from Victor since the battle.”
My eyebrows furrowed. “How long was that again?”
“A week.”
“I’ve been out for an entire week?”
“Yes, and I was fucking stressed, Sydney. So, don’t ever almost die again.”
“I’ll try not to,” I said with a grin. “Where’s my father… Benjamin.”
“In one of the prison cells.”
Horrified, I tried to sit up again. “What, you kept my father in a cell. He’s not a prisoner. He saved my life and yours.”
“Sydney, relax.”
“What is going on in here?” Macy burst through the door. “Cole, I warned you not to upset her with any news of last week’s events.”
“She insisted on hearing.”
“Macy, I’m so happy to see you,” I beamed.
She smiled. “And I’m happy to see you awake. You can’t jostle your wound too much. Okay?”
I nodded. “I won’t.” Glancing at Cole, I said, “I want to see him.”
“Maybe in another day or so.”
“No. Now. I’ll find him on my own. You know I will.”
Looking skyward, he sighed. “Yeah, I know. Fine, I’ll get him.”
When Cole disappeared, I caught Macy’s smirk. “What?”
“How does it feel to have the big bad Alpha wrapped around your little finger?”
“I do not.”
“Uh huh.”
I pursed my lips to hide my smile. Knowing that my mate not only accepted me but adored me was amazing. I loved that he had the biggest soft spot for me, too.
***
It was hard to focus on a conversation with two pairs of eyes glued to Benjamin and me. Cole and Damian stood on opposite sides of Cole’s office, glowering at Benjamin. I suspected if he even breathed threateningly in my direction, he’d be a dead man.
He didn’t seem too afraid, though. Instead, he eyed both shifters with amusement. “At least they’re not thirsty for my blood as Adam is,” he mused.
Sighing, I said, “I’ll talk to him.” By that, I meant to plead with my brother for mercy on my father. I knew with a little groveling, I’d get Adam to stand down for a bit.
Benjamin shrugged. “I understand why he wants me dead. He thinks I killed his mother.”
“But you didn’t?” I stared at the man, wishing I could see through him.
He raked his fingers through his hair. “No. I loved Sophia. I left her for a bit to tell the organization I wanted to resign. I fell in love with a shifter, and saw that most of them were no threat as the hunter’s organizations had led me to believe. They retaliated. By the time I got back to Sophia, they’d—” He swallowed, and his expression twisted with pain.
A lump of emotions clogged my throat, so I couldn’t speak.