Page 142 of Wolf's Mark

Marla finally rose from the seat next to the bed, trying to offer a slightly comforting smile.

It wasn’t working. Sedona was dying. I felt it. I sensed her spirit leaving. I couldn’t hear her thoughts. I didn’t feel her pulse as I should as her mate.

“All I can do at this point is use fluids to keep her hydrated. We’re going to monitor her blood constantly for changes. There might be a few things we can do to boost her immune system, but right now, it’s wait and see. I can’t do any more.”

Hearing Marla’s words nearly destroyed me.

“Why did this happen? You need to round up the other primal members.” Daphne threw me a look.

There was one left, Jeremiah’s brother. He’d been cornered, but it was only a matter of time before he managed to sneak out of the area. He needed to be dealt with.

“No business talk in this room. Sedona needs her rest.” Marla shooed us toward the bedroom door.

I pulled Daphne aside once we were out in the hallway. “Can you do me a huge favor?”

My niece eyed me warily, finally nodding. “I’m not leaving until I know she’s okay.”

“I’m not asking you to leave. I need someone I can trust to remain here at all times to take care of Britney. She’s alreadyasking about her mother. I need her kept calm and occupied with books, music. Something. I can’t have her wandering into the bedroom. It won’t be fair to either one of them.”

Daphne’s face brightened. “I can do that. Of course.”

Eliza was suddenly on the stairs, peering up at me with rage crossing his face.

“What is it?” I asked him, immediately on high alert.

“The fucking FBI are here. They’re demanding to see you. I put them in your office but they’re antsy.”

Antsy. Perhaps they got a whiff of blood that chilled their bones. I laughed. “What’s the status of our… project?” If they had a warrant to search the adjacent land, there could be an issue we weren’t prepared to deal with.

“Almost complete. We had to remove a solid portion of our project samples.” Eliza was a smart man, following my lead. We didn’t need any additional trouble with the FBI, although I was still pissed how they’d handled the earlier situation.

“And Marla’s lab?”

“Locked down to the best of our ability, but the gas escaped.” I wasn’t certain if that was good or bad. No one would be allowed in until the entire facility was tested and cleared. That would also take time.

The cleanup crew had been instructed to wear masks through the entire process, but I was still wary of their effectiveness. “Let Danton know we have company. He’ll know what to do.”

At least my actions had allowed other Alpha Wolfen to begin trusting in my abilities.

We’d been fortunate in that three other packs had arrived to help with our endeavor, the Alpha males providing the assistance that had secured our battle win.

If I could dare call it that. The fact Jeremiah had managed to secure humans and Wolfen to help in his revenge tour meant his influence could still be a factor. That would need to be dealt with at a later time.

When the shit settled.

I squeezed Danton’s arm and nodded to my brothers. “Let’s not keep the great FBI waiting.” I bounded down the stairs, heading toward my office. The same assholes who’d attempted to arrest Sedona had returned for more bantering.

“Gentlemen. I can’t say this is a pleasure. However, welcome to my home.” I moved behind my desk, immediately sitting down while Riker and Chase flanked both sides. It was to appear as if I was in control, my power not to be challenged.

Killing them wasn’t an option unless they pushed too far.

However, I also didn’t need to try to navigate a political nightmare.

Agent Walker seemed to be the one in charge. He glanced from Riker to Chase, obviously displeased they were in the room, but didn’t ask for introductions and I had no intention of providing them with any.

While Parker was on his way, a separate case holding him up in court, this wasn’t his fight to win.

It was mine.

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