Page 113 of Enzo

“She has a point,” Enzo says. I roll my eyes at him. “I’ll set up a scout team. We need to actively search for this hive of vampires. Alarick and I can rotate teams. One team out looking and one team patrolling pack lands.”

“Absolutely,” the White Wolf says. “Keep all grounds covered.”

I wait for my invitation to help, but it never comes.

Standing to my feet, I say. “Well, since I wasn’t asked, I’ll volunteer my services.”

“That would be great,” Chayton adds.

“Absolutely not,” Enzo states.

Chayton looks at his Beta, and I know there is a conversation going on in their heads.

I slip into the link I have with Enzo; it’s a lot easier than the way I used to do it. I once again use the back door entrance, so he won’t know I’m there.

“She is a highly qualified fighter. And is better trained for this than any of us. She worked for the legion for fuck’s sake.”

So Enzo told him about that.

“She is my mate, and I don’t want her out there.”

I roll my eyes internally. He was really taking this farce too far.

“What are you doing here, mate?”at first, I thought the gravelly voice was Enzo’s in my head, but I quickly realized it’s his wolf.

“Spying. How did you find me?”

“You are mine; I can always find you.”

So wolf and human are both crazy. That’s good to know.

“If you do not want me in your head, don’t sneak in mine,” Enzo says out loud toward me.

“Did you rat me out, wolf?”I ask his wolf.

“Never,”he harrumphs in reply.

“My apologies,” I say, holding my hands up. “But I agree with Chayton. I can take care of myself. Plus, it would be smart to have at least three teams. That way, one group can rest while two are out patrolling. If any of the scouts don’t mind, I can lead the third group.”

“She’s right,” Alarick comes to my defense. “Having three groups would be smart. And the new recruits already know Michaela, so they’d have no problem working with her.”

“Would either of you want your mates doing this?”

Chayton and Alarick look away guiltily.

“There is a difference between me and their mates,” I say gently. Apparently, Enzo was on one today, so I was going tobe gentle with him. “I’m a highly trained soldier. Have been for nearly four hundred years. And I can take care of myself.”

I can tell by the way his shoulders expand he didn’t like this idea.

Sighing, I try to clean up that last part. “I’m not saying you can’t, Zo. I’m just saying I’m qualified to do so myself.”

I wait for him to say anything, but he doesn’t. Something has him as ridged as a sheet of glass. He blinks twice before storming out of the office. Everyone watches him leave without saying a word.

“Did I say something wrong?” I ask Chayton.

He looks just as confused as me. “I don’t know.”

“I’ll go check on him,” Zyion says, walking out of the building.

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