Page 24 of Lost Mate

Ross sighed and pulled away at Owen’s yell. “Raincheck?”

“Raincheck,” Dylan agreed.

Ross held out his hand and Dylan entangled their fingers, and they wandered into what was now the downstairs office of the Texas branch of the Cavalry.

Owen looked relieved. “You are here. I thought I was going to have to explain to Mr. Grumpy you’d made a bolt for it.”

Ross didn’t need an explanation on who Mr. Grumpy was. Nor did Dylan from his smirk. “Not today.”

“So where do we start?” Dylan asked.

They were both looking at Ross who wanted to protest he was only a foot soldier, not the guy in charge. But he took a deep breath and nodded at the whiteboard. “Let’s make a list.”

Owen produced a whiteboard marker. “Ready.”

“That’s kinda creepy,” Ross pointed out.

Owen shrugged. “It ain’t rocket science.”

He had a point.

Dylan and Ross perched on a desk, still holding hands. Owen rolled his eyes.

“Leave us alone,” Ross said. “We’re still in the honeymoon phase.”

Dylan turned to look at him. “Do you want to get married?”

“I think so. I’d like to be mates in the human world too.”

“Congratulations, you’re engaged,” Owen muttered. “Do you want me to leave you alone?”

Ross pressed a kiss on Dylan’s mouth and turned back to Owen. “No. You can stay.”

“Thanks,” Owen said dryly.

“Where do we start?” Dylan said.

Ross turned to him. “What’s the first thing you remember?”

“I woke up.”

“You were asleep in bed?” Owen asked.

Dylan shook his head. “No, I was running in my wolf form. It was like I’d been asleep or unconscious and my brain switched on. Someone or something was chasing me.” Fear washed through Dylan and Ross tugged him closer to comfort him.

Owen nodded. “You don’t know what it was?”

“No. I just knew I was being chased and had to get away.”

“Do you know when this was?” Ross asked.

Dylan knit his brows together. “Five days ago. It took me four days to get to you.”

“So you could have been drugged,” Owen said. “I was drugged when the hunters kidnapped me.”

“But that made you sleep. Dylan was awake and running.”

“There are plenty of drugs that affect wolves just like humans,” Owen said.

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