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"They could be watching him." The last thing we needed was for her to alert whoever was hunting me to our location. "So it'll be safer if we wait until morning."

"It'll be easier for me too," Rosemary huffed.

"We have to be careful." Bringing him here was risky. "He can’t know where we are. We either need him brought here in a way that he can’t figure out our location, or we need to meet you somewhere else. But if we do the latter, he could have backup following him."

"Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it. He won’t have a clue where you are," Rosemary reassured me. "Text me your address, and I'll be there early."

We hung up the phone, and I sent her the address.

Then Griffin and I went back to bed…and I fell fast asleep.

A loud banging woke me.My eyes popped open, and I sat upright, trying to remember where the hell I was. It took a second for me to realize that I was actually in my room back home.

"What the hell?" Griffin grumbled as he stood, and almost tripped over his feet.

"I don't know." I glanced at the clock. It was barely after eight in the morning.

Carter's voice sounded high-pitched. "Where are we? Why did you kidnap me? I need to get back to work."

"Shut up," Rosemary grumbled. "Before I make you."

"You can't just take someone without their permission," he said wildly. "Wait until your parents find out what you did!"

That was wild, coming from him. Granted, he had no clue what he was walking into.

"They aren't going to know," Rosemary bit back, as she pounded on the door again. "Because you aren't going to tell them."

We needed to get out there before Rosemary killed him; I needed answers before she slit his throat.

Rosemary opened the front door as Griffin and I joined Sierra and Killian in the living room. Carter's shaggy brown hair was a knotted mess, and his moss-green eyes almost bulgedfrom his face when he saw the four of us standing there. He spun around, rushing past Rosemary to try to get away.

Rosemary grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked him into the house. He stumbled backward, tripping and falling on his ass in front of everyone. As he stared up at us from the ground, he looked more like a child than a twenty-year-old man.

"Uh... Why did you bring me here?" he asked Rosemary, as she shut the door and twisted the lock.

"You know why," she said as she rolled her shoulders and looked at me. "And you owe me. I had to fly his ass here to make sure we weren't followed, and he screamed the whole way."

"Wolves aren't meant to fly," Carter yelled. "They are meant to have their feet on the ground. It's unnatural, what you did to me."

"I'll show you unnatural if you don't shut the fuck up," she sneered.

"Come on, man." Killian held his hand out. "Calm down. There's no reason to freak out."

"Yeah, okay." Carter’s arm shook as he took Killian's outstretched hand to stand up.

But his initial reaction proved that my memory was sound. Which meant I had to get a confession from him before he somehow manipulated Killian into believing whatever his story was. That was one thing that I loved about Killian—he was as loyal as they came…but that was also his weakness.

"Yeah, there is." I shifted my weight and placed a hand on my hip. "Because I want to know why you drugged me and handed me off to a bear shifter."

Carter's mouth dropped open, and he took in a shaky breath. "What? No, I didn't."

The sulfuric scent of a lie wafted in the room, confirming what everyone except Killian had already known.

Killian’s face twisted into an expression of disappointment, and he closed his eyes.

"You son of a bitch," Griffin yelled, as he punched Carter in the jaw.

CHAPTER SIX

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