Page 7 of Finding His Way

Anger surged. Canting his head to the left, Jeremy lifted one eyebrow. Waiting.

“A group of Serbians heard about her connection to a shifter group. They want the shifters.” He gulped and Jeremy lightened his grip ever so much.

The relief in the man was immediate. He took a large gulp of air and swallowed.

“I don’t know where she is now, but she was being held in Belarus.”

Despite being used to the fury of his beast, even he struggled not to flinch when, his cat struck with swift and deadly precision. Never had his animal been this furious. Almost like it knew something he didn’t.

“Name.”

The word fell from his lips low and more of a rumble than an actual understandable word.

“Ivan Kovácová.”

Jeremy ended his life in the next span of time. He knew the name and didn’t need to know anything else. Standing tall once more, he turned on his heels to find both Lando and Selena there, watching him.

“You killed him.”

Lando’s statement held zero judgement.

“He’s no longer needed.”

“Where is she?” Selena’s softer voice held none of the calm and gentle side he had grown accustomed to her showing.

“Not sure.” He walked toward them, blood from the dead man dropping from his fingers as he moved.

“And you killed him?” Her jaguar rose to the surface, fury pushing hard.

Lando shifted to be able to grab her swiftly or intervene if needed. Jeremy understood. They were consorts and he would protect her with his life. Thing was, so would Jeremy. And he understood her anger.

Dianna was one of her best friends in the world. The entire group of women were close and were a force to reckon with on their own.

His cat didn’t respond even though it hated to be challenged in any manner. Pausing before her, he reached out with his unsullied hand and brushed the back of it along her cheek.

“I know the man who took her. I didn’t need him anymore. I swear to you, I will find her and bring her back.”

Selena watched him, tears of anger and fear commingling in her gaze. “Promise me.”

“You have my promise.”

She gave him a nod before turning her body into that of her husband and mate. The way Lando curled around her, loving and protective all at the same time was something Jeremy wanted for himself.

And my woman.

Pivoting, he walked out of the room, a singular destination in mind. Those who touched her, would be dead within a day.

“Jeremy.”

His cat rebelled when he paused at the way Lando said his name.

Razor sharp claws pricked his palms as he took a deep breath before slowly turning to face his friend and teammate.

“Do you need us?”

Us.

The four, well five now if he included Ziggs, who worked together in the SAR unit in Brazil. All shifters. All men who would protect those weaker and would have no problem backing him up to get his woman. Three of them cats and two raptors.

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