Page 60 of Wolf Sacrificed

I grabbed a set of car keys from the rack hanging by the door. “Let’s take six vehicles. There isn’t time to assign groups. We have to act now. Please, just get into a car if there’s space.”

The enforcers filed toward the door, and a series of thumps sounded as they went to their respective vehicles and clambered inside.

I turned to Brandon and grasped his elbow. “Call Sheriff Adam for me, please. Let him know what’s happening and have him call me if he sees any two-door black Mustangs.”

Brandon bowed his head. “I’ll do that right now.”

“Thank you.”

Lincoln held the screen door for me, and we jogged down the steps. I clicked the unlock button and surveyed the line of parked cars until one lit up. Then I motioned for Lincoln to follow me.

This time I took the driver’s seat. I jammed the keys into the ignition and pulled the stick into reverse. The gravel crunched beneath the tires as I peeled out and shoved the gear into drive.

Lincoln wiped his hands on his pants as his gaze wandered to the woods, looking both left and right.

I sped down the drive, taking it so fast that I left a dust trail in my wake. “Do you see anything out there?”

He shook his head. “No. I just can’t shake the feeling that something isn’t right.”

I pushed down on the brake, slinging gravel as I stopped at the end of the drive. I did a quick double take to make sure I wasn’t pelting anyone behind me. The other cars were far enough back, so I didn’t think I was hitting them with the rocks.

“What do you mean?” I asked. “With the intel Sawyer gave us or something else?”

He pursed his lips. “Sawyer wouldn’t give us bad information. He’s hiding something. I’m guessing it’s related to my dad.”

I pulled onto the road and then reached over and put my hand on top of his. “I’m sure whatever it is, he will tell us when he needs to.”

Lincoln closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the headrest. “Yeah. You’re probably right.”

I licked my lips. His unease wrapped around me like an ice bath.

“So what’s wrong, then?” I asked.

He clenched his jaw. “You know Sawyer. He’s so busy watching out for us, I’m just worried that he’s going to put himself in danger. Nobody there is watching his back. There is only so much you and I can do when we’re miles away.”

His voice sounded strained, and he shook his head as he looked out the window.

I flexed my hands out over the wheel. “You think he’s in danger?”

A lump formed in my throat. I’d thought the same thing a few dozen times.

Alpha Dane might be crazy, but he wasn’t dumb. It was only a matter of time before he caught on to what Sawyer was doing. I’d seen what happened to Lincoln. It would be worse for Sawyer because he intentionally stayed to deceive him and feed us intel, and he was the next alpha. His punishment would be harsher.

Probably even death.

I shuddered as cold chills zipped down my spine, making goose bumps pebble my skin. We couldn’t let that happen. When we saw him, we’d put our foot down and demand he stay. It was time.

Lincoln fiddled with his seat belt, pulling it away and letting it snap back against his chest. “Sawyer is the golden child. After my mom and Hannah died, Dad paid extra attention to him. Mikey and I were afterthoughts. He’s always paid closer attention to him because of it. Dad might be distracted by what he’s doing, but only to a degree. Sawyer is his next in line. Believe me, he’s watching him.”

I gripped the wheel tighter as a cold sweat broke out on my brow. “Then we have to convince him to stay with us when we see him. We won’t take no for an answer. It would be suspicious if he was the only one who survived, and he came back empty-handed.”

Lincoln’s voice came out rough and low. “We might not see him. He’s so busy trying to keep up appearances that he might keep a low profile while we take out the team.”

I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel, needing something to do with them. “But then he’ll be the only one who goes back.”

I pounded my palm on the steering wheel. Didn’t he see the problem?

“I know. But he also can’t risk someone seeing him talking to us or helping.”

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