I am so done with the secrecy between us. Done with them thinking I can’t handle it. While they are both happy for me to challenge a title, I am not allowed to know what the fuck is going on. It makes no sense to me.
Once both kids are settled in the stroller, we get ready to head in through the entrance. Andrei pulls up beside us. Sage smiles as she gets out and is also dressed in a blue-fitted dress, looking exactly how a Luna is expected to look. I hug her when she opens the back door, and Jonah hops out. He smiles instantly, grabbing her hand and looking around.
“You must be Jonah. I am Kat,” I introduce myself.
He shakes my hand with his tiny one, and I am suddenly sucked into a vision. The air whooshes out of my lungs, making me gasp. Darkness steals my vision momentarily before I am plunged into new surroundings. The stadium is gone, and I find myself at Andrei’s pack. The surrounding sight around me is nothing but a bloodbath.
People are dying on the ground everywhere, yet those attacking don’t look like rogues. They are well-trained fighters, Andrei’s pack equally efficient, but lacking the numbers.
I turn around, watching the carnage when I spot Mateo. He runs straight through me, and I turn to see where he is going. Then Andrei screams for Sage while chasing after Mateo. So much is going on. It is hard to keep track of as I turn to see Andrei running straight toward me. The coldest feeling creeps over me as he, too, rushes through me when there is an enormous explosion. Heat engulfs me and I cover my ears, not expecting the deafening sound, only to be tossed backward into the dirt.
My heart thumps against my chest as I sit up and see bodies scattered everywhere. Andrei clutches Sage in his hands as everyone rushes toward the burning destruction of the packhouse, digging through the debris, and that’s when I notice Mateo, lying dead close to Andrei.
Ezra frantically tries to revive his charred and burned body. My stomach twists as I look around, praying this isn’t some future I am envisioning, that it is a figment of my imagination or a crazed nightmare from being a Gemini wolf. Then I hear laughing behind me, and I turn to see a man.
His figure is imposing as he claps his hands, finding my brother and mate’s devastation hilarious. He is backed up by an army of shifting wolves behind him when I hear shifting and menacing growls, only to see Donnie and Maddox have taken over.
The man doesn’t seem fazed by their killer wolves. Instead, he smiles cruelly and raises his hand in the air. The wolves behind him growl and snap their jaws, and he drops it.
I’m chilled to the bone by the menacing ruby eyes that promise pain and destruction. Dark mist envelops his hands as he clasps them and rolls them against each other, it spreads over the wolves behind him, transforming them into rabid beasts with blood-red eyes.
“Kill them all,” he orders, and the wolves charge toward where I am standing. I scream, as Donnie and Maddox run into the fray. I clench my eyes shut, waiting for the rush of coldness as they run through me. But all I can think about is where I am and who the hell are we at war with.
“Kat!”
“Kat, love. Open your eyes,” I hear his voice long before I gasp and suck in much-needed air. As soon as I open my eyes, I come face to face with Ezra.
He is clutching my face in his hands. I jerk my hand out of Jonah’s, only now realizing that I was squeezing it. Thankfully, the little boy doesn’t look hurt. He just stares at me with curiosity in his big eyes.
My hands tremble as the adrenaline of what I witnessed lingers like a bad dream. “What is it?” Ezra prods, and my eyes go to his caramel ones.
I shake my head, stepping closer to him. “Not here, not around the kids,” I whisper as I look at Jonah, and then at Marge, standing next to our children.
“You good?” He asks. I nod, and he helps me steady myself on my feet. My entire body trembles with adrenaline coursing through me.
Ezra and Mateo glance over. They know I had a vision, but I can tell they are too scared to press for information, especially while here. Let’s face it, my visions are hardly sunshine and rainbows. No, they usually ended in tragedy.
Reaching over, I grab Ezra’s hand, needing his comfort. He lifts my hand to his lips, and presses a gentle kiss on my knuckles, and quickly tucks me under his arm.
I inhale his scent, letting it calm me as we walk inside the entrance. It isn’t what I had been expecting, though. I expected it to be like any other stadium, it’s even been covered with a roof of white cloth, stretching the length of the stadium and shielding it from the blistering heat of the sun.
One half of the stadium is tables and chairs, the other an open field still shielded from the sun. A perfect setup for anyone wanting to challenge me. A fenced-in area with play equipment is set up on the other side. Marge and my father, who I didn’t even notice, came with Sage, and Andrei heads in the direction of the other parents with her and Jonah.
“Ready?” Ezra asks as I stare out at the hundreds of eyes watching me curiously.
All the Lunas are sitting together in the kids’ section, while their mates and Alphas sit in the main area. I understand what Ezra meant about them not liking a woman over-ranking them by the glaring stares in my direction. I pull my aura in, shielding its strength from them.
“What are you doing?” Ezra and Mateo mindlink me at the same time.
“Pull your auras in,” I order them, knowing the crowd of Alphas are a little too far to feel them yet.
They do as I ask, which shocks me, but it must have been something in my tone of voice. All eyes are narrowed at me like I am some intruder. It is clear they know who Mateo and Ezra are, and to them I am probably an overstepping Luna. The hatred is obvious as I make my way into a section with only men, all alphas.