Page 27 of The Last Ultimatum: Part 1

Kayla was getting closer, but I wasn’t ready to talk to her yet. I needed time to process what the hell had just happened.

“Oh, hello,” she said, close enough for me to hear.

“Hi. We’re looking for a woman, about this tall, brown hair, brown eyes. Any chance you’re her?”

“I’m not that tall. Tilly is, though. Did you run into her? I’m looking for her now.”

I groaned. Were they looking for me?

Was he looking for me?

I knew from my reaction, or lack of one, that this was not my mate talking. Did he tell someone about us? I hoped not. This was already a disaster in the making. All I had to do was steer clear of him for a few days.

When I get back to King territory, Dad and I were going to have to have a serious talk about why I was agreeing to any of this. In the meantime, I planned to just lie low and wait it out. He found me once. I had to believe he’d do it again if we were truly meant to be together.

But if that happened, would I be able to turn my back on him again?

It had nearly killed me to stop him from marking me and walk away like that. I didn’t even know his name. It was ridiculous that I should feel this way. He was nothing to me.

My dingo growled angrily in my head at that thought.

“Why would you be looking for Tilly?”

Kayla’s voice shook me from my memories.

“We just have a few questions to ask her.”

“About what? You aren’t the normal goons Aiden uses to guard her.”

“Aiden? The Alpha’s son?”

“Of course. Who did you say you are?”

“I didn’t.”

“Then maybe you should, yeah?”

There was a pause, and I realized I was holding my breath, waiting for him to answer.

“I’m Michael, team leader of Westin Force Delta team. We’re running a security check of Campbell territory.”

“Westin Force? Oh. If you want to talk to her about Chelle, she really doesn’t know anything, only what we were told.”

“Chelle?”

“Michelle King.”

“That’s one of the missing dingoes,” someone else said. “She’s on the list.”

“What does Tilly have to do with Michelle King?”

“If you don’t know the answer to that already, I’m not saying another word. Who are you guys, really?”

“We really are Delta team. We’re just here to help. We don’t want to hear of anyone else being taken.”

I jumped up and ran the short distance to them.

“What do you know about my sister?” I demanded.

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