Page 58 of Mated to the Wolves

“To get something we need to make sense of what’s going on.”

“And you’re sure it’s at the old place?” Cadoc asks.

“Yes.” I nod seeing Papa in my mind’s eyes and hearing the voice on the wind.

“Sounds like we need to dig out our black gear.” Kirk marks his book before setting it on the table.

“Are you sure this a good idea? The place has to be dangerous,” Fell says.

I narrow my eyes. “Then you can stay.”

“That’s not what I’m saying.” Fell stutters.

“We’re all going to be with her. Princess will be fine.” Bo scowls.

“That’s not her name,” Fell snaps.

“It’s what I call her.” Bo withdraws his gold lighter, and repeatedly flips the cap, open and closed.

“What the hell is going on with you, Fell?” I ask.

“You’re not the only one who’s changed while you’ve been gone.”

“So you weren’t hiding away up on your mountain?” I ask.

His mouth clamps shut. I grind my teeth.

“Nothing to say now?” I taunt.

“Back off.” Fell snarls.

“When it’s you, it’s different. Why?” I push past Cadoc and get into his face. Fell’s eyes flash to Amber.

Cadoc shoves him back.

“Step down.” Fell’s head drops down. My heart pounds in my chest.

“No, let him go for it.” I step out from behind Cadoc. “You want a piece of me, Fell?”

Fell’s eyes glow and he shakes his head.

“I think we might be missing something,” Kirk suggests.

Fell exhales. “I would never hurt you.”

“Then why are you acting like a rabid dog?” Bo snaps.

Fell opens his mouth and a growl escapes. “It doesn’t matter,” his tone his garbled and odd.

“Freaking weirdo,” Bo mumbles.

“If your head isn’t on straight. I think it’s best you stay here,” Cadoc studies him.

“No.” Fell clears his throat. “I’m good.”

Unsure what I’ve seen I study him. “None of us believe that.”

“I’m working through this the same way you are. We have a lot of history and now I’m forced to share you with three other men, one I don’t like.” Fell speaks through gritted teeth.

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