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Whoever it was had discovered a way to mask their scent. I grabbed the shirt and shoes she’d purchased, sliding into them and scanned the area one last time. The sensations faded. When I slipped inside the car, Savannah was already gripping the steering wheel, staring out the windshield.
“Did you kill him?” she asked. Now she was angry with me, with all three of us. But her anger was about my refusal to allow her to handle the human in the way she’d wanted to do.
My snort of amusement wasn’t well received.
“Did you?”
Sighing, I studied the others as they finally dressed. “No, little mate. I did not.”
“Please stop calling me that, Kai. That’s impossible and you know it. I could have taken care of myself.”
“Perhaps, but did you know he was also carrying a gun?”
Her mouth twisted, the fury she’d felt ebbing ever so slightly. “No.”
“He could have killed you, Savannah. That’s what humans like him do. But no, I left him unconscious. I managed to read his thoughts. He’d been sent to test us.”
“What?” Her eyes opened wide.
“Yes. And someone was watching the entire exchange.”
“Who?”
“His scent was masked.”
Savannah chewed on her bottom lip. “I was right. Dr. Blackwell has been watching me. I’m more certain of it now than before.”
“Perhaps the man hired will think about changing his profession. You’re still wondering and concerned that we are savages. Killers.”
She was uncomfortable, twisting her fingers around the smooth leather. “Yes.”
“All of us will do what’s necessary to protect those in our packs. Whatever it takes. Do you understand?”
“I’m not in your packs. I’m a human.”
“That’s where you are wrong. You are our mate. It’s time for you to accept it.”
“I’ll repeat what I’ve said before. I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t understand why I feel so strongly connected to the three of you when that should be impossible. I also can’t fathom how this works, but I will find out and when I do, I’m going to promise you that I’ll do everything in my power as a scientist to help you find your way back to your packs. As wolves. I swear to God. Somehow, I will.”
As the others climbed in, I leaned back against the seat.
It struck me that for all her fire and brimstone that even now caused her chest to rise and fall from continued rage and trepidation, she felt it too.
An unbreakable connection that had been forged from something not of this earth, but very much meant to be.
Whether the four of us liked it or not.
CHAPTER 14
Savannah
Flashing lights.
They were everywhere.
Sirens were blasting as police officers rolled down the interstate at high rates of speed. The sight was typical the closer you got to Washington, DC and the outlying areas, but there were double the number since the last time I’d come to visit my parents.
My instincts were on high alert.
