Page 80 of The Alpha's Mates

My eyes flashed to the Goddess who ruled over our kind. She couldn't possibly be speaking about the same Tenala. Could she?

"She doesn't belong to you," Shroul snarled, looking extremely pissed. "I'm not going to just hand you over souls to do with as you please. It doesn't work that way."

Lyas shrugged. "Take it up with Fate. She put the prophecy in motion and when I spoke with her, she told me how to get my priestesses. Reese is one of those priestesses, the only one who made it."

"I'm aware," Shroul growled, folding his arms over his chest.

"Well, then you should also be aware that Tenala suffered for years thanks to Haron Silvest and those worthless sons of hers. I made her a promise, all those years ago when Haron kidnapped her. I came to her in a dream and made my pact. If she grew my priestess for me, protected her, loved her, and set her on her path to find me, then I would reward her."

"So reward her."

"I am. Now give her back," Lyas snapped.

A howl split the air and I looked over my shoulder, watching as the Fenhall Pack, or what was left of them after Calder, Reese, and later Soren, had finished with them, stormed toward the fighting Gods.

Lyas let out a heavy sigh and held her hand up in the air. Every wolf, who wasn't a God, halted, as though frozen to theirspots in the sand. "I'll deal with you later." She didn't raise her voice, but it carried on the wind. I knew each of those traitor wolves were shaking in their fur.

"You can't just kill them," Shroul argued with a sigh. "I have enough to do tonight thanks to Arune and her damn schemes."

"I'll do what I like with them," Lyas told him, moving closer toward him. "They fall under my domain, the same way souls fall to you." She tilted her head. "Though...we could make a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

"I won't kill them, if you give me both Reese and Tenala."

"I don't care about puny mortals, shifter or human." Shroul looked disgusted at the very idea that her bargaining chip was to save a handful of shifters.

"That's very clear, Uncle. But youdocare about your timeline... Do you not?"

Shroul huffed. "I'm already behind."

"Fifty more shifters is going to set you back for days," Lyas prompted. “And I promise you, it won’t end there. If you don’t give these three back their mate I will set them loose, with my full blessing. It will be a slaughter unlike any you’ve witnessed in centuries.”

"Devious wench." But Shroul's lips twisted upward. "I don't know if you got it from your father, or your mother."

Lyas's laughter was like the peal of a bell. "Both, I'm sure."

Shroul shook his head, his eyes straying to where Arune was still battling. "Not sure where that one came from. Nothing like any of you."

"We all have our uniqueness," Lyas replied, face a blank mask.

"Her uniqueness tried to kill you," Shroul pointed out.

Lyas sighed. "True. Though I have it on good authority that this was all part of some grand design."

"That explains why Drennen wasn't able to stop what was happening. Not evenhecan fuck with Fate."

"Getting Reese and Tenala back is part of that," she added.

"Impatient child."

"I have my own timeline to follow, Uncle."

"Very well." Shroul walked over and kissed Lyas's forehead. "You always were my favorite."

Lyas's smile was so bright it hurt my eyes. "And you mine, Uncle." She looked down as Shroul cupped her hands around something.

"Watch over her. She belongs to us both now," he requested. “I’ll be back.”