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If he is cheating on me, what can I do? We don’t divorce mates in packs. I could try to leave, but he will always find me.
After I’m dressed in an oversize cozy sweater and a pair of leggings, I sit on the bed and grab my e-reader. Maybe a book will get my mind off the asshole alpha.
After several minutes of trying to concentrate on the screen, I toss it on the bed and growl in frustration. This isn’t working. Nothing works except for keeping my hands busy.
Covering my eyes with my arm, I flop on to the pillows.
May as well do something productive and make something to eat.
My stomach grumbles at the thought. Will I be able to do this without making something for Archer as well?
I don’t even know when he’ll be back, so why would my instinct be to feed him?
I huff. It doesn’t matter if I do it or not; I need to eat something. Gripping the doorknob, I open the door and wander out into the hall. Horrible images still play in my brain as I stomp down the stairs.
A crack breaks the silence, and my stomach jumps into my throat. I fall into the hole in the stairs.
Pain tears through my gut as I scramble to stop my fall. Something sharp stabs me in the stomach, and wetness trickles down my abdomen.
Black spots dot my vision, and I shriek. How the fuck did I fall into the stairs?
“Help, help!” I scream, but the house is silent and cold.
There’s no one here to save me. I’m going to die.
16
Archer
My knuckles are white as I grip the steering wheel. I race through the streets of the city much faster than is legal, but dread sits in my stomach like lead.
Jordan has to be okay. Bill has to be fine. I can’t stand the thought of any more of my people going missing.
Alex grips the handle above his head. “Alpha, you should probably slow down a bit.”
“We need to get there.” I turn my steely gaze on him.
“We won’t get there if we’re pulled over by the human police, Alpha.”
He’s right, but I can’t bring myself to leave my people in danger longer than necessary. It’s already been a scary two-hour trip down the mountain covered in ice and snow.
“I just need to fucking get there, already,” I growl.
“We will get there.” He huffs. “If you don’t kill us first.”
“Very fucking funny.”
We pull up to the apartment complex, and I kill the engine. The normally bustling complex is like a ghost town. There isn’t a soul in sight, but it’s still early, so maybe the shifters are at work.
“Where is everyone?” Alex asks.
“At work, I hope.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and push the door open.
Alex follows my lead, getting out of the truck and coming around to my side.
“It feels empty.” He shivers.
“Stay alert. We don’t know what the fuck happened here.” I storm through the complex to Jordan’s apartment.
