Page 68 of Wolf Targeted
“We are all on alert. Just get back safely, alpha.” Patrick sighs.
Alex grips the phone. “We will be back as soon as we can.”
He hangs up without another word to Patrick.
“I’m sure she’s okay, Archer. She’s probably in the storeroom organizing or trying to start a cooking class for the enforcers,” Alex says with a chuckle.
I find it hard to believe that the Kodiaks would out shifters to the humans just to get back at the wolves.
They got their seclusion in the deal; they don’t work well in large groups so were given the territory up north to live in harmony away from us. Why would they give that up?
Did they even do it willingly, or were they abducted and experimented on? Is this what’s going to happen to my wolves? Are they going to be somehow brainwashed into helping the government eradicate the rest of us?
“I hope you’re right because I don’t understand why the bears would work with the humans.” I shift anxiously in my seat.
It’s completely crazy to even think about, but this entire scenario is insane, like humans. They fear what they don’t understand.
The idea of a person having an animal counterpart and shifting terrifies them to a point that they would do egregious things to them—things they won’t even do to the worst of humanity because we aren’t human.
We are the monsters that go bump in the night, and if they aren’t careful, they will see just what kind of monster I can be.
Alex’s words sink in, and I turn to him with a sharp stare. “Did you say she was planning a cooking class for the enforcers?”
“John and a few can’t cook, so she’s been talking about classes.” Alex shifts in his seat.
I bark out a laugh. If he made that comment to get my mind off the general fuckery we are currently facing, it worked, even if it is only for a second.
“That sounds like my mate.” I shake my head.
“She cares about the pack more than herself. She’s the perfect alpha female,” Alex says.
Leave it to Jara to try to make the enforcers eat better and be healthier. My gut sinks as I remember that she and my whole pack are in danger.
My shoulders tighten along with my chest. I didn’t tell her goodbye again. The last words I said to her were angry and cruel.
“She is the perfect alpha female, and once all this bullshit is over, I’ll tell her that.”
What the fuck is wrong with me? I knew that if they could go after Jordan and the others in the city, they would come for us too.
“If you wait until then, you may never get the chance.”
Fuck. He’s right.
What if they get to her and I can’t take back the terrible things I said? Why the fuck didn’t I tell her what was happening?
Angela would love this train of thought. She would love the guilt currently eating at me. Because that would mean she’s been right all along.
“I know Jara’s your cousin, but you’re overstepping, enforcer.”
“Does this situation we’re in not prove that tomorrow isn’t guaranteed? Anything can happen, alpha.” He spits the word alpha at me as I turn into the drive of the pack house.
“I’m not talking about this with you anymore.” I glare at him. “We will make a plan to eliminate the threat and then I will deal with my mate.”
If she will even have me after the way I’ve treated her. If I were her, I would tell me to fuck off.
I don’t blame her if she does. I am a bastard.
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