“Is there a plan to get them back?” Jack asked.
“I’m working on it. That’s what all those guys out there are here for.”
“Taylor’s not a guy,” Hannah pointed out.
“True. My bad. Think we could talk Chelle into letting you hang out in here and watch a movie or something while we work out the details?”
She rolled her eyes. “They can stay.”
Hannah hugged her and sniffed. “You smell like Tilly. I miss her. She braids my hair.”
“I miss her too.”
“Everyone okay?”
“Go on, then. We’ll be okay,” Tom said.
“Yeah. Go on,” Jack agreed.
Toby just nodded.
When I walked back in, Tucker threw an arm over my shoulder.
“He’s had a rough run of it, but we’re here to make things right again,” he informed the others.
“Patrick told us to get back here, but he didn’t say why,” Woody said.
“Same for us, but I have a pretty good suspicion why,” Elliot said.
“Well I wish someone would explain it to me,” Silas griped.
“Come over here.” I walked to the window and pointed. “Do you all see that building right there?”
“The auction house?” Jake asked.
“No, the one just past it.”
“Yeah, so. There are several warehouses around here,” Woody said.
“Yes, but that one houses my mate and the rest of my family. There’s also an enormous crematorium and piles of dead body waiting to go into it.”
“They took the Tribes just to kill them?” Elliot asked.
“It’s easier than the slaughter you guys had to deal with if you stop to think about it,” Woody said.
“How did you find them?” Silas asked.
“I went for a walk. Headed back over to the auction and ran into Taylor’s friend Bartholomew. He’s used to getting first glimpses of inventory.” I cringed saying it. “He paid off the guard to let us in. He brought us through the crematorium room and into a hallway where I clearly smelled my mate. Her scent was strong. She’s there. We saw a large room crammed full of cages and they were all full. When I started to get sick, we left, so I wasn’t in there long, but long enough for me to be certain.”
“That doesn’t explain why we’re all here,” Silas said.
“I’m going in there to get my mate. It would be best if there was a plan for that or I may very well cause the international shitstorm you’ve all been worried about.”
“I gathered that. I mean who called us all together?”
“Oh. I did.”
“You?” Michael said.