Sword of Mercy

Sword of Mercy – Book Two, La Patron’s Sword
Series

Sydney Addae

Copyright 2014 by Addae,
Sydney

ISBN:
978-1-937334-61-1

First Edition Electronic December
2014

Published by Sitting Bull
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Sword of Mercy – Book
two of La Patron’s Sword Series

Hawke discovers his Alpha was also his
father and that he had been given to the Liege as part of an
experiment gone bad. Mercy has no place in his heart for the
treachery he discovers. It takes his mate’s loving hand and cool
head to keep him from destroying those La Patron entrusts him to
protect.

Asia isn’t big on family, but she
understands the basics. Family is important, to a point. But her
mate’s family delivers a bag of surprises that she isn’t prepared
for. It takes Jasmine and Silas to help steer the newly mated pair
through the halls of family drama and come out on top in Sword of
Mercy.

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This book may be read alone, however, it is
a continuation of the La Patron, Alphas Alpha series. To understand
the depth of the relationships between Jasmine, Silas, Asia, Angus
and Hawke, I suggest you read the following books. BirthRight, book
one is a free read and sets the tone for the series.

Book one is BirthRight,

Book two is BirthControl

Book three is BirthMark

Book four is BirthStone

Book five is BirthDate

Book six is BirthSign

Sword of Inquest

Thanks to all my Den-mates and admins,
Michelle and Vicky, you are all the best at keeping me laughing
with new creative ideas. I heart you much.

A special shout out to Sally R., Karen
M., and Kelly, I could not have presented this story without your
help.

Thanks Sydney

Chapter 1

The plane landed in a small private landing
field fifty miles from Bucharest in Romania. Boris Lancaster gazed
out the window at the dreary landscape and felt a connection to the
old country. Animals grazed nearby and barely glanced in the
direction of the plane as they taxied. There were no overt signs of
prosperity. If crops had been planted in the fields opposite the
small landing strip, nothing showed above ground. From his vantage
point inside, everything appeared frozen in time.

Had it been a century ago, he had bartered his
soul for a position of power with Lord Konstantin? Or longer? His
father had been certain the stately older man had the answers to
all life’s problems and all but worshipped Konstantin. Those had
been the days, the government sat back and allowed men to rule men
without interference. He sighed and shifted in his seat waiting for
the plane to come to a complete stop, and longed for the comfort of
his Colorado condo. The weather was cold, crisp and perfect this
time of year.

Roderick, the leader of the Liege, sent him to
oversee Hawke’s downfall and to capture his mate, Angus. Time
confused Roderick, made him forget critical elements of the Black
Wolf’s nature. Once a black wolf tasted freedom, they would die
rather than return to captivity. The chances of Roderick
“unwrapping” Angus were slim to none. But since Roderick had
allowed him to bring the crown prince of project LOBO, Damian, he
kept those facts quiet. Especially with the last insult, they had
asked for his resignation as lead on LOBO, Boris was not inclined
to remind any of the ingrates of many things, like the covenant, or
the limitations of their products or that Damian lacked a proper
tracking computer chip. Next time they won’t be so hasty to
undermine him.

Damian, seed of Hawke, his prize protégé, had
been born and raised within the Liege compounds and was one hundred
percent loyal to them. He had no idea of pack, or family or
memories that needed altering. The pup had been refitted with metal
arms and legs when he reached his teens. Damian passed every test
they had, and scored higher than everyone, except Asia and Hawke,
while maintaining control of his beast. He and Roderick agreed
field testing for the young Alpha would help prepare the wolf for
future jobs. Several countries requested services similar to the
ones Asia had performed and they wanted to send Damian after
testing. Gordon, another Liege, requested they spend additional
funds on surgeries for the pup and insisted they invest the same
money and time on Damian as they had on his sire, Hawke, or at the
very least, Asia. Dealing with Gordon would tax his patience, but
he would complete his version of this assignment and return to LOBO
by the end of next week, or sooner.

The door to the plane opened and Councilman
Jeddick stood at the bottom of the stairs. Damian walked out first,
scenting the air as he buttoned his sports coat and scanned the
area. He took a few steps looking around and then looked over his
shoulder and nodded. Boris stepped onto the ladder, holding his
satchel filled with documents that needed work. Hawke made a mess
of the files and some would never be recovered, which set them back
on the projects he’d been working on. The tranquilizer formula for
one thing had been erased and a team of scientists had been trying
to recreate it in the lab but hadn’t gotten it exact. Which put a
dent in their financial and marketing plan since they had to cancel
pending and incoming orders.

“Welcome home, Lord Lancaster,” Councilman
Jeddick said bowing low. Boris walked past him without
acknowledging the greeting. Instead, he headed to the car and slid
into the back seat while Damian rode up front with the driver
leaving Jeddick on the tarmac.

There had been too many losses and he needed
to rectify that as quickly as possible. Jeddick would be eager to
get on his good side and would make a decent sacrifice to the
cause. Pity they’d lost Councilman Connall, he had been a quick
thinker and kept the Liege current on things they needed to know.
Jeddick made it known to them that he welcomed a closer alliance
with the Liege, but refused the surgical implant, which would allow
them to monitor his movements and see through his eyes. The kill
chip had been the deal breaker in the end stopping
negotiations.

Boris opened his bag and pulled out two
pictures. Hawke and then his mate, Angus Black Wolf. Of all the
rotten luck, Hawke and Angus, those two would be difficult to
destroy, but that was his mission and he refused to fail again. His
phone beeped with an incoming message. He shook his
head.

“I knew you’d be pissed,” he murmured reading
the message from Lord Gordon. Boris glanced at his watch and then
shoved his phone into his pocket as they turned onto the main
highway leading to Odessa. Gordon would be a problem. The man
thought of Damian as a son of sorts and objected to him being on
the continent without a full vote of the board. With Lord Phinneas’
recent filling of Griffith’s spot, and Roderick approving Damian’s
trip, Gordon would have been out-voted but that wouldn’t stop the
hard headed man. Even though the man had not mentioned his arrival,
Boris expected Gordon to arrive within days.

When the car pulled in front of the luxury
hotel, Damian got out, checked the area and then opened the door.
Boris walked into the lobby without looking right or left,
expecting the hotel manager to meet him and escort them to the
floor he’d reserved for his use. The manager, a short, stout
Midwestern man stood in the middle of the lobby and personally
ushered them to their space.

Once alone, Boris placed a laptop on the table
and motioned to Damian, who stood near the kitchen area, to boot it
up. Boris pulled out a sheaf of papers and made plans to bring
Hawke to his knees. After all the surgeries Hawke endured, killing
him would be near impossible. Plus, who knew what a mated Hawke
could do at this point. The only way to get to Hawke would be
through his mate. Angus’s age, over three hundred, and his
connection to La Patron, made taking him down hard and risky. The
challenge of defeating these two powerful Alphas caused his
heartbeat to race with excitement.