Page 54 of Emerald Flame
All the men turned to look at her since she rarely cursed. Fergus’s lips curved. “You said it exactly right.” He reverted his gaze to Ralph. “Now that I think about it, the few times I’ve come in contact with wolves from Julio’s pack, most of them bore the flame markings on their necks and faces.”
“Should we get the Trib involved?” Ralph asked.
The Tribunal, which served as the government for the five territories, had its own policing force and created the laws for their world.
Warren snorted. “Look, as much as I would love to call on Donaldson and have him hunt Glissane down and throw him in jail, it’s not going to happen. The Trib doesn’t have the manpower or the tacit authority to come in here and attack Julio’s pack. It’s that simple.”
Ralph turned his head toward the door. His feet were moving before he said, “I’m hearing Susie. I have to go to her.”
Warren didn’t have a chance to prevent him. Or the heart. He could hear Susie howling her grief.
Fergus stood up and started to pace. “We’ve got a real shitfest here.”
Warren turned once more toward Kiara and took her hands in his. “I have no right to ask, but can you help us out? You have your invisible spell-cloak and you and I could do some spying of our own. What do you say?”
Yet as he looked at her, once more time slowed to a stop. He felt caught in-between seconds as he held her gaze. She was so beautiful, with her large brown eyes, her arched brows, and a complexion like cream. But what he loved even more was the glint of wolf-like excitement he saw reflected in her expression.
Every part of him felt drawn to her in that moment as though he wanted to swallow her up in a huge embrace, maybe never let her go. Somewhere deep in his mind, the words floated up from the loneliest part of his soul,She’s my mate.
At nearly the same moment, however, he repressed the sensation. He could never bring a witch into Caldion.
“Warren?” Her melodious voice brought him back.
“What did you say?” he asked.
She smiled and caressed his face, her fingertips stroking his scars. “I said, hell, yeah. But I want my meal first.”
“Of course.”
As if on cue, one of the wolves emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray and a cob salad.
While she ate, a plan began to formulate in his mind and he shifted his gaze to Fergus. “What do you think about Kiara and I scoping out Julio’s compound?”
“I think it’s exactly what’s needed. The more we know about his set-up, the better.”
