Seths POV 2 Seth felt Cabot get hurt late Friday night. It was now nearly midnight on Sunday. When did Isaiah try to reach Samuels and how many times had he tried? Sometime this morning, after he got hold of Bishop, and then again at dinner, after he found out you were heading back from Mexico. Twice. Twice. Two Thane missing – one of them seriously hurt – and Isaiah had made only two phone calls. Seth swore, making Hoffman cringe. Seth resisted the sudden urge to hurt someone because it wasnt Hoffman he wanted to kick hard. It was Isaiah. Hoffman was just one of the many Thane that expected the Wolf Kings son to rise to power and take them with him. Most of them were the weaker Thane who was sick of being bottom of the dominance order at the castle. And most likely the reason Isaiah hadnt done anything was losing his cousin would devastate Seth. # Hoffman knew nothing else about what had been done about Cabot, which wasnt surprising. It was one of the reasons he was pulling night guard duty. He wasnt sure where Isaiah was either as it was possible he could have taken one of the cars from the underground garage. Hoffman did know that most of the Thane had left the castle once they learned that Seth was on his way home. The last fight between Seth and Isaiah that went to blows was when Seth was fourteen and Isaiah was twenty-five. Isaiah started it by ambushing the boy. Seth ended it by breaking five of Isaiahs ribs, his collarbone, his right arm, and north wall of the library. The Thane might be loyal to Isaiah but they werent stupid. There was one person that couldnt or wouldnt hide. Whether Seth could trust him was something he was never sure of. The castles massive gleaming kitchen, extensive larder and well-stocked wine cellar were the personal territory of Cook. As a man, he was a tall, blonde Dane. He was, however, one of the few Thanes that Seth had never seen changed into a wolf. He was always in the kitchen, dressed in chef whites. Even now, close to midnight, and he was setting out bread and meat onto the long stainless steel island. He glanced up as Seth came through the swinging doors from the dining room. He looked down immediately since he wasnt dominant enough to meet Seths angry gaze. No one but the king was. It didnt mean that the male couldnt dig at Seth. Thirty years hed served the Wolf King but he still spoke with a thick accent. Was it safe for you to leave your uncle like that? He didnt need me. Seth paced on the other side of the stainless steel island. My grandfather has been bleeding out his powers for years. My uncle had been the Earl of Mexico City in every way but name until last week. He had a few hours of amnesia. Which was nothing compared to the days that Seth been lost to himself when his father died, making him Prince of Boston. Where is my cousin? Cook cut a round dark loaf of rye bread into thin slices. I was feeding Bishop – hed been tied up in court and missed lunch – when the Ithaca police department called him. They talked to him about a stolen car that had been found in the lake. He made me put a second piece of bread on his smørrebrød so he carry it and he headed off to see the car. Smørrebrød was the Danish open-faced sandwich he was making now. Cook treated it as an insult to his cooking to add more bread to it. Ithaca? Seth seized on the name. The city wasnt a Source point so it was geologically stable enough that it didnt require a wolf pack. It was protected by an overlap of three different territories: Binghamton, Syracuse and Buffalo. It made sense that the Wolf Kings lawyer would be called in to handle any large legal mess since it wouldnt be clear which territory should shoulder the responsibility. Cook spread a thick layer of liver pâté onto the pieces of rye bread. The rich smell reminded Seth that he hadnt eaten anything all day. Cooks food was good but it still struck Seth as strange and exotic. While Bishop was in Ithaca, the Prince of Belgrade called, asking for help. The king wanted Bishop in Belgrade, so he had Samuels call him and order him back. Alexander was born when humans were still struggling with the concept of forging metal. He did not use phones and barely tolerated things like cars and airplanes. Because the Thane constantly had to act as go between for the king, everyone ended up knowing snippets of information. The problem was not all the random pieces went to the same jigsaw puzzle. Does this have anything to do with Cabot? Seth asked. Cook shrugged and topped the liver pate with slices of salt beef and meat jelly. Im telling you what I know. After Bishop got back, the king called in Samuels and Cabot and gave them a mission. They came through the kitchen, arguing over which of them would drive. Samuels said that since it took four hours, they could take turns. Seth took out his phone checked the driving distance to Ithaca. It was a four-hour drive. It also matched up to the vague northwest direction he was getting when he focused on Cabot. The city, though, was in the middle of nowhere. If he guessed wrong, he could be hours from wherever the two Thane had actually gone. Cook added raw onion rings and garden cress to the smørrebrød and pushed one of the plates across the island to Seth. Eat. Youre scaring everyone. A hungry wolf was a dangerous wolf. He risked Cooks disdain and picked up the heavily loaded rye bread. After a week of spicy Mexican food like his mother used to make, it was an assault of rich, earthy flavors. He knew the smørrebrød tasted good but it made him homesick for a home that no longer existed. His parents were dead and their house had burned to the ground. All he had left was his cousin, hurt and possibly dying. The smørrebrød tasted of death and sorrow. Wheres Isaiah? He went to the drink refrigerator for something to wash the taste out of his mouth. Out. Cook stated plainly. Either he didnt know or he didnt want Seth to know. Seth wasnt sure which. Isaiah had been the little motherless boy before Seth showed up, one of the many reasons why Isaiah didnt like him. Did anyone call Bishop and tell him that they couldnt get hold of Samuels either? By anyone Seth meant Isaiah but he was being diplomatic. He was never sure which of them Cook favored. Perhaps he was truly neutral as he seemed – if he was, he was the only Thane out of thirty. I dont know. Cook said. Normally the king would only send one Thane unless he thought the mission might be dangerous. Alexander would know where they were, even from the other side of the world. He would know, just as Seth knew, that Cabot was hurt. He would know, and he would do something. Unless something on the other side the world had his complete attention. Whats wrong in Belgrade? Seth asked. There was a breech, not as bad as the one that wiped out your family, but large enough that the Prince was killed while closing it. His nephew inherited his power, not his sons. Those idiot Serbian wolves started to fight over if the boy was the true Prince or not. When the heir is lost to alpha amnesia, thats when hes vulnerable. Seth stared at Cook in dismay. Bad as it was to lose his father, he couldnt imagine having what was left of his pack turn on him. He only had Cabot, but Cabot was his best friend, big brother and fierce protector all rolled into one. Is Alexander bringing the new Prince back to New York with him? No. Hes several years older than you. Which was a polite way of saying that Seth was years away from being old enough to assume his duties as the Prince of Boston. The new Prince of Belgrade, however, would take command as soon as his amnesia wore off. Until it did, though, the Wolf King would need to stay with him. It meant that no one would be looking for Cabot except Seth.
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