Page 67 of Alpha Wolf's Nanny
She’d stand her ground if it came to it. He knew she would.
And that terrified him more than anything.
He rubbed his hands together, trying to banish the chill crawling up his spine. If Red Teeth had touched her…if he’d eventhoughtabout her…
Felix wouldn’t just hunt him down.
He’d bury him in pieces.
Felix’s phone buzzed violently in his pocket.
He didn’t look at the screen; he answered it before the second vibration had finished.
“What is it?” he asked, already sensing the worst.
Nicolas didn’t waste time. “They’re gone.”
Felix’s blood went cold. “Who?”
“Cassie and Rick. I dropped the boys off at my place, and when they hadn’t shown up an hour later, I went back to check the house.” His voice was clipped, controlled, but Felix knew that tone. It was the tone Nicolas used when panic hovered just under the surface. “The car’s still there. The bags are by the door. Cassie’s phone is in the kitchen. But no one’s home.”
“Any sign of struggle?”
“Her bedroom window’s smashed. The whole place reeks of gas. One of those military-grade canisters. They didn’t even try to hide it. Whoever did this wanted to make a point.”
Felix was already grabbing the gear bag from the footwell. “We’re about an hour out of Silvermist.”
“Make that forty-five minutes,” Dane said, pressing his foot to the accelerator.
“You shouldn’t be alone,” Nicolas said.
“I won’t be.” He hung up and turned to Dane. “When we get back to Silvermist, ready the team and mobilize the scouts. Do it quietly if you can, but don’t waste any time. I want the perimeter doubled.”
Dane’s expression shifted. “Is it Red Teeth?”
“Almost certainly.”
“Then I’m coming with you.”
“No. If he’s on the move, I want eyes everywhere. We can’t lose his trail,” Felix clapped a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll handle the house. You just get the team ready.”
Dane didn’t argue, but the tension in his jaw made it clear he wasn’t happy about it.
The drive felt longer than it ever had before. Felix spent the entire time doing what he could from his phone, contacting various pack members, alerting neighboring packs. Anything. If Red Teeth had struck, he wouldn’t stop.
His thoughts raced faster than the speedometer. Every possibility played out in grotesque flashes. Cassie bound and gagged. Rick’s body limp and broken. Both torn limb from limb.
They thundered down the highway, and soon the familiar view of the Silvermist outskirts rose from the trees.
Dane tore through the town center, tires squealing over tarmac, and pulled up fast by the house. Felix leapt out, slamming the door behind him. Dane immediately tore off again in the direction of the Pine Shadow Club. Already, his neighbor’s lights were turning on, distance sounds of rousing life. The pack coming together.
Nicolas was on the porch, pacing. His shirt was rumpled, his sleeves rolled up. His phone was in his hand, but he wasn’t looking at it. He glanced up when Felix approached.
“No change,” he said. “Nothing since I got here. I didn’t touch anything inside. But Felix—”
Felix barged past him into the house, not waiting for him to finish his sentence, as he raced up the stairs to Cassie’s room.
“Felix, wait, there’s something you need to know!”
