Page 85 of Rejected By the Alpha King

I watched Amelia and Finn exchange a look. Bridget did not sound happy when she’d left. Had something happened?

I was so keyed up. Jax had promised to text me when Emerson arrived, but so far, there had been nothing. Either Jax had forgotten to notify anyone, which was unlikely, or Emerson still hadn’t shown which didn’t bode well for me.

Finn and Amelia didn’t say a word while Bridget was gone. I finished the count and put the stepstool away. “Done. I’ll go back to the office.”

“About fucking time,” Finn growled.

Amelia rolled her eyes. “Do you really think Emerson is going to try to kidnap her off Jax’s land? In broad daylight?”

“I think, Princess, that you’ve spent so much time under Jax’s protection that you think he hung the moon,” Finn snarled back. “You have no idea what it’s like out there, no idea what other packs can be like. Your witch was taken off your land. What makes you think someone can’t get to Anna either?”

Amelia’s cheeks colored red, and I sighed. “That’s enough, you two. We’re all a little on edge. When Bridget returns, you two should ask for a break. Take an hour to run. Bridget can get some temp guards here.”

Before they could argue, Bridget returned, and her face was ashen. “Something’s happened. Finn. Amelia, you’re to get to Irene’s. Now. Anna, the other guards and I are going to get you back to the security compound.”

I stiffened. “Irene? Is everything okay?”

“No. Nothing is okay.” When Finn and Amelia didn’t immediately move, she barked at them. “What are you doing? Move! Now!”

“I don’t take orders from you,” Finn said as he pulled out his phone. “I’m sorry Bridget, but when I’m guarding Anna, I only take them from Jax.”

“Shit, I forgot about that. Amelia, take two guards then. Finn and the other guard and I will take Anna. Go.”

Amelia sprang into action, and I barely had time to put the clipboard down before Finn was strong-arming me toward the door.

“Wait, I need to do security checks on the car. Wait for me in the office,” Bridget ordered before muttering something under her breath.

“Wait, what the hell is going on, Bridget?” I was tired of being pushed around. “What is wrong with Irene? Is it Emerson?”

“It’s a red wolf,” she said under her breath. “And it’s not one of ours. Irene’s guards are down, and she’s gone.”

The red wolf. Fear washed over me. “It’s Emerson.”

“Emerson isn’t here,” Bridget said tersely. “Enough questions. Office. Now.”

After being bustled into the office, I reached for my phone which I’d left on the desk.

It wasn’t there.

“My phone. I must have left it at the bar.” I needed to call Jax, but what was I going to say? Something that he already knew? No point in jamming up his phone.

Still, something bothered me. “Jax didn’t text you? To warn you?”

Finn double-checked his phone, and his troubled expression told me everything I needed to know. It was entirely possible he only had time to notify one person, and he chose Bridget.

“Something is wrong,” Finn said. “It shouldn’t take this long to do a security check on a car.”

Pulling out his radio, he tried to check on her, but all he got was static. “We’re sitting ducks in this damn restaurant. We need to get to the vehicle. Stay close to me, and if I tell you to run, you fucking run.”

Sure. Run from a psychopathic werewolf. That was on option.

The river was two miles behind us. We could make a run for it and stick to the water until Jax came for us.

Except that I was done running, and I was tired of hiding. Like it or not, for now, this was my pack. If it was in trouble, then I was going to protect it.

I locked eyes with Finn and nodded, and we slipped out of the office and to the service exit.

One of the cars was still parked there. There was no sign of Bridget or the other guard.

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