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Why would they take her body with them if they killed her? A tiny bit of relief washes through me at that realization, and I crouch, ready to pounce and get my mate back.
Movement in the cab of the truck catches my attention. Going up against three men in full tactical gear doesn’t give me great odds, but if I sneak up on them, I could take them out and get Jara back.
“Hurry up. There are more of them in the woods, probably looking for her,” a man inside the truck yells.
I lunge forward, but Angela’s wolf is suddenly there and blocking my path. Her lips are pulled back in a snarl as she shakes her wolfy head.
Move, I have to get her back.
Are you dumb, Archer? They will shoot you with those darts too and take you with them.
I snap at her, but she doesn’t budge. She bares her teeth at me, ready to fight me to stop me from saving my fucking mate.
I lunge for her, tackling her to the ground, but she rolls out of my reach quickly and jumps back to her feet.
I will kill you to get to her.
Then you’re going to have to do that, alpha, because I refuse to let you go on a suicide mission.
Angela circles me, snarling.
They’re going to get away. Motherfucker.
She’s being aggressive, but she’s not outright attacking me. Fuck, she’s distracting me. She wants them to get away?
I lunge for her a second time and roll with her so she’s unable to get away from me. I pin her to the ground, my teeth buried in the scruff of her neck just enough so that she will submit.
Angela bares her throat in submission, but it’s already done. The taillights of the truck can barely be seen in the distance.
Fuck. She succeeded in her mission to stop me from getting to Jara.
What have you done?I snarl through the link at her.
The others can hear it too, and I feel all their tension.
I saved you so you can go after her another day, Archer.
I could have fucking saved her now, and you just took that possibility out of my hands.
My wolf growls, and I take off down the dirt road after the truck. It’s going too fast to follow it, but the scent my mate leaves on the wind will help me follow the trail.
Angela calls out to me through the pack link as I race away, but I ignore her. The only thing that matters right now is my mate.
I will get her back or die fucking trying.
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Archer
What the fuck?
I slow as a gate comes into view just outside my territory line. The scent trail continues past the gate that’s practically hidden by the foliage and vines that grow up the sides. How did they manage to obtain property so close to my pack?
Callahan’s words all those months ago come back to me.
Humans have been buying up property too close to the packs for comfort, but I haven’t been able to buy them with the government investigating me.
Fuck. They’ve been planning this so much longer than I thought.
