Betrayed by My Pack – Wolfless Hybrids Escape

Adra's

POV

I kept trying to get a spell cast or at least some of my power to return to me, to get her back. I wanted to kill Saoirse so badly, but she has completely taken my power away. I don't even know how she did it. I was no longer planning on killing her; I was going to kill the baby she was

carrying. I don't want her to be able to produce Robert a child. It would only make him love her more, and I can't allow that.

I wanted to be the one to produce his children for him. Hate isn't a strong enough word for what I feel for this bitch. I had finally realized that I was basically a human now. But that didn't mean that I was defenseless. I could still cause her to miscarry, and I will not stop until I do just that. I knew Saoirse wanted to kill me. I knew why, too; I have a place in Robert's heart. But even if she does end me, as long as I can cost her their child, I am okay with it.She thinks she can come here and take him away from me, well think again, Saoirse. If she weren't his mate, that wouldn't have worked. I won't let them have an easy time of it. After she loses their baby, their new relationship will crumble apart. He will blame her for losing their baby, and she will blame him for valuing me over her. Even in death, I will still break them up. That is enough for me, as long as they are not together anymore. I might be dead, but if I have to suffer, then they should, too. I refuse to believe he doesn't love me. Unless I hear the words from Robert himself, I won't believe it. He was upset earlier because Saoirse was giving him a

hard time. “If you're reading this on any site other than Job, this content has been stolen! Real fans know the latest updates and exclusive insights are always on Job.. Support original creators and visit the source." Once he calms down, he will remember that he loves me and only me. He needs time to remember our bond and what it means to him. I glared over at Saoirse, sitting back in her chair with her arms folded across her chest. She wasn't worried at all about what Robert will be saying.

"While waiting for Robert to arrive, how about you tell me who helped you do this? You don't have the talent or experience to have concocted those spells. So tell me Adra, who did?" Saoirse asked. She was relaxed and calm like she was talking about the weather. Now, I am starting to sweat. I can't give her a name. Reyna would kill me if I did. The irony that I am already a dead woman already does not escape me. I have no reason to give her up. I know that I have already lost.

"I made them up," I proudly announced. Saoirse's laughter filled the room. I flushed with embarrassment. How dare she try to shame me like this?

"I did!" I screeched out. Saoirse's laughter only got louder. I could have done it, she doesn't know what I can do.

Saoirse wiped a tear from the corner of her eye and said, "Oh, I needed that laugh. This has been a hard week. Adra, we know you haven't practiced your craft in years. Additionally, these were powerful spells, very powerful. Even if you had attempted to hone your craft, you are nowhere near this level."

"You don't know anything, Saoirse," I scoffed. "I did this alone."

"Adra, you can refuse to admit it or not. But I will find out their name, and they will be put to death, too. It will not change your outcome at all. You can't die twice, so you might as well give me the information I want. The more you refuse to admit it, the worse your death will be. I can promise you that. Now, tell me who helped you," Saoirse ground out.

"I won't tell you. It is a matter of honor between witches. I told her I wouldn't name her, and I won't. You just said I was to die anyway. I am not worried about what you will do to me," I countered.

"Honor? What in the hell do you know about honor? You tried to take my mate away by spelling him with at least two spells. Where is the honor in that? You can't be serious right now, Adra," Saoirse replied and laughed lowly. I heard her mumble 'honor' under her breath and knew she was mocking me and my behavior.

"I won't give you her name, so you might as well kill me now," Adra responded.

"You know there are worse things than death, right, Adra? Like being tortured, where you gradually lose your mind and all hope. When you know that I was keeping you alive to punish you for what you did, you will be praying for the day I will finally take you out of your misery. But that day will never come. I want you to hurt like I did. I want you to feel the same crushing pain that I did because of your actions. You took advantage of my pain. You decided to hurt me in the worst way you could. Do you think that I will just let you go after that? You knew the risks involved when you decided to pull your little stunt. When you decided that despite Robert finding his mate, you wouldn't give up your claim on him," Saoirse told me, and my breath caught.

Saoirse was really scary right now, and I swallowed nervously. I can't do it. Once I die, the only thing I had left, was my reputation. How people talk about me after I'm gone was important to me. "I won't tell you. You can kill me, but going there was my idea. She may have put it together for me, but I am the one you want. I went to her intending to spell Robert to keep him with me. You can kill me, but I won't tell you what you want to know. No matter what you do to me, you still lose Saoirse," I said with a smile.

Her smile, in return, was unexpected and a little scary. "Why are you smiling?" I asked. She has lost it now, which wasn't good news for me. She motioned to the vampire sitting behind me. He hadn't said a word this whole time, but his face showed just how much he didn't like me. He stood up and walked around the table so he faced me, standing behind Jaxon and Saoirse.

"Robert is my stepson, and I hate that you did this to him. He fell for it because he is young. He never thought of you as the vile woman sitting here in front of us today. He felt sorry for you, something he had told us numerous times at dinner at our house. None of us knew what you were doing to him, or I assure you that his mother or I would have stopped it. You were smart with how you did this. You planned for the long game. Who doesn't like being appreciated and built up? I have been guilty of it myself many years ago. That was also when I learned that when people do that, they tend to have an ulterior motive for doing so. He mentioned you, but never in a romantic way. Just with concern for how scarred you were from being chased by the rogue vampires," the vampire told me.

Hearing it from a second person, who also told me that Robert didn't care for me like I thought he did hurt. They had to be lying. I worked so hard to get him to care for me, in my heart, I know he did. He enjoyed having dinner with me. We have had so many conversations over the years. I shook my head. There was no way that I was wrong about how he felt for me. We were close. Robert cared for me. I won't listen to their lies. Why else would he have stayed with me after dinner each time? Why would he spend time with me and hold my hand if he didn't care about me?

Saoirse studied my face briefly before saying, "Adra, I am sure you have heard the myth about a frog in hot water, right? The one that said that if you put it in hot water, it would immediately jump out. They will jump out, but they would do that as the temperature rises in the tepid water, too. Once they get uncomfortable, they jump out. But that is metaphorically what you did. You slowly moved forward with Robert. Gradually making changes to keep him from running away. You knew that anyone who was put in certain conditions, even if they were uncomfortable, would slowly get used to them. That is what happened here. You played up how hurt and scared you were, knowing that he would hold your hand or allow you to hold his arm when he tried to comfort you. What Robert did was never out of love, but out of duty." "No, that isn't true, he cared for me. He loves me, not you. He has already proven that. He comes to help me, even when you told him not to," Adra snapped out.

Another voice rang through the room through the intercom. "What Saoirse said was right, Adra. I only cared for you as a friend. You hinted at liking me, but I always shut you down every time. You knew we were not fated. I was never yours, yet you tried to rip Saoirse and me apart. I don't love you, Adra. I never have. I tried to be nice. I tried to help you get past those horrible memories, but I have been in here in this room the whole time. I heard what you said. You got over your trauma much quicker than I thought you would and then lied to me the last few years. You are not who I thought you were. I am disgusted that I ever fell for what you were doing in the first place. I thought that you were clinging to me out of fear. When all along, it is because you wanted to sleep with me. How often have I told you I was uninterested in being with you?" Robert's voice filled the room, and he was angry."I did what I did for us! We have always been good together. If you gave me a chance, you would see that. How many times have we sat together looking at the stars after dinner? We have shared a lot. Don't throw it all away just because you got her for a mate. She is not worthy of you, Robert. She might be a stronger witch than me, but she is not good enough for you," I spoke convincingly. I believed every word I said. I refused to budge on this. Robert is mine. I needed to deal with the other issue and suddenly jumped up from my chair to overturn the table. I made sure I hit Saoirse in her stomach with the corner of the heavy table. That should be the end of that bastard she is carrying.