Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted novel Chapter 429

LUCAS

Pip is terrified, but she has answers. Answers we need.

Acting like a bully to a child isn't on my top list of things I wanted to do today, but there are too many lives at stake.

My feet sink into crusted snow as I step toward the tiny Fae. Her purple hair stands out against the white backdrop, making her look even more fragile as she cowers, crouching low with her hands over her head.

She thinks she's going to die.

Forgive me, Moon Goddess.

My fingers close around her throat, lifting her to eye level. Her feet dangle, chains jingling. "Choose a side. Now."

Pip's face turns red, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her hands clutch at my wrist, but she's too weak to break free. The sound of her sobbing pierces the air, and my stomach turns.

Aurum growls inside my head. He has no sympathy for those he's deemed the enemy, even a child.

A child who could get our entire pack killed.

But the sight of her crying, the way her tiny body trembles—this isn't what an alpha should do. This isn't what a leader should be, a bully of children.

"The New Order," I say, keeping my voice steady despite my disgust at myself. "What are they?"

Pip's sobs quiet. She blinks at me through wet lashes, her expression shifting from terror to... confusion. Her eyebrows scrunch together as she sniffles again.

"It's the New Order." She says it like I've asked her what color the sky is. Like the answer should be obvious.

My grip tightens slightly, until I remember she's just a kid. Maybe a hundred-year-old kid, but the visual's still there. "That's not an answer."

"But it is." Her voice comes out scratchy, and she claws at my hands. "It's just... the New Order. Everyone knows that." The way she says it, it's as if it's common knowledge and we're the idiots for not understanding.

"Explain."

My fingers loosen as I set her feet back on solid ground. Her chains rattle with each shaky breath, but my hand stays at her throat—a warning rather than a threat now. My conscience relaxes a little.

"The New Order's everywhere. Government. Schools. Police. They started the apocalypse and threatened everyone with more if they didn't submit. They're everywhere." Despite her fear, there's a faint condescension in her words as she asks, "Where have you been the last few months?"

That's a lot of sass for someone who genuinely thinks I might eat her.

Teenagers. Aurum still sounds as if he's ready to eat her on command, though; not sympathetic or giving her an inch for being young.

"How?" I demand, ignoring her question. _{freeweɓnovel.cøm}

"I don't know. They just are." Her pulse flutters beneath my palm, kicking up a little higher. Maybe she realizes questioning our ignorance isn't the best choice. "They know everything about everyone."

"And what do they want?"

"Um, order?" She swallows hard against my grip. "They're tired of the human governments."

"And you work for them?"

"No! We resist. We don't follow their rules."

My eyes narrow. Considering the situation, it's hard to believe she wouldn't be part of this New Order. "And what are their rules?"

"Registration. Monitoring. Control." She ticks them off like items on a grocery list. "Everyone has to be tagged. Everyone has to be tracked. Everyone has to follow their hierarchy."