Page 42 of Wolf Targeted
If you’re not careful, this woman will ruin you. She will become the most important thing in the world to you.
It’s far too late for that, though. As I stand outside the door to my own bedroom, my heart shatters at her soft sobs. I very well could have destroyed any chance to make this right.
I grip the knob but hesitate to open the door. I should go and apologize—lay everything bare for her and hope that she doesn’t laugh in my face.
But can I even be that honest with myself and her? What if she doesn’t believe me? What if I have irreparably damaged my mate with my actions?
Her soft sobs gut me, and my wolf is clawing at my insides to get out and comfort his mate. His growls and whines in my head making me flinch as I tighten my hand on the knob.
I take a deep breath and square my shoulders, ready to walk into the room, but the front door opens and closes.
I hang my head as feet climb the stairs.
“Alpha?” The rancid scent of Patrick’s fear precedes him, and I spin to him.
“What is it?” I press my hand to the door, anger burning inside my chest at the interruption.
“We found something in the forest a little too close to the village for comfort.” He bares his throat in submission.
What the fuck is going on now? Fuck, Is everything going to keep falling apart around us?
I just want to see my mate. I need to see that she’s not broken. That I haven’t broken her the way I did Eloise.
Fuck. Can the world just stop shitting on us for five seconds so I can see that she’s okay?
“What did you find?” I ask through gritted teeth.
“A surveillance camera.” His heart beats wildly, almost drowns out his words.
“What?”
How the fuck did that even happen without our knowledge? We’ve had wolves patrolling for months.
“A human camera was found about a mile outside the village closest to Grayson’s territory line.” Patrick’s shoulders bunch around his ears, and fear still oozes off him in waves.
“Show me.” I take one last longing look at the bedroom door before following Patrick down the stairs and out the front door.
Jara will be okay. I have to see this new threat to my pack firsthand, and we’re going to have to come up with a plan to stop the government from traipsing across our territory.
There are trespassing signs posted all through the forest. They have no right to step foot on our private property.
“The rest of the scouts have been notified?” I ask with a grunt.
“Not yet, alpha. John was on his way to tell them when I came to find you.” Patrick races around the pack house to the dirt road that leads to the clearing.
“They are out by the clearing?” I ask in horror.
No, they can’t be this close to the pack. This is a fucking disaster of epic proportions. What if they already got something on us?
“They are a little past the clearing, Archer,” Patrick says using my name instead of title in case anyone is listening.
Good man. He knows how fucking dangerous this situation is for us.
“Has anyone been out here that isn’t supposed to?” I ask. My eyes widen as I remember Jara and Libby were out in the woods playing yesterday.
“Only the enforcers are allowed out this way. Libby and Jara were just inside the forest on the other side of town,” he says, answering the question I didn’t ask.
My pack knows me too well. The incident with Jara and Libby is definitely on my mind now that we have proof that the government is trying to track us.
