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“Thanks, Dad.”
“Kath and her girls are gonna send out some food, love.”
“Can you ask Bailey to pull some clothes and my toothbrush and stuff together?”
The phone is quiet for so long I ask, “Did I lose you?”
“Bailey ain’t here, punkin. I can ask Kathy to do that.”
“Okay?” I query, waiting for whatever else there is. Because Dad doesn’t sound right.
“You got enough to worry about.”
“What’s that mean?” I ask, seeing the guys off in the distance in their huddle and picking up on a not-nice vibe from that direction.
“Bailey followed Jason,” Dad advises. “And something went sideways. Don’t know much, but the council is on it.”
“I’m staring at half the council who are on this thing here.”
“Don’t worry. All hands will be on deck. It’ll get sorted. Evander and Audrey will take turns manning the store. Leona is lookin’ after the library. Colleen is comin’ home to help out with the store. Hired Evander in the meantime.”
Shit. Evander Creed is a pain in my ass. He’s been trying to get me to hire him for months. But he’s too immature and no way would he take orders from a female.
But what the what? Bailey followed Jase? Not a shock. As usual, when drama starts in Arcana Falls, it can’t just be one thing. It’s got to be all hell breaking loose.
“We weren’t gonna tell you but knew you’d keep sniffin’, my little hound.” He’s got humor in his voice, but I don’t find anything funny.
“Worry about you right now, okay?” Dad says.
“Everyone better keep me updated,” I order.
“Don’t sweat it.”
“Please make sure a female packs my clothes and toiletries, not one of the guys.”
“Absolutely. Love you.”
“Love you, Dad.”
8
JARED
I’m gasping as I regain consciousness, still in fight mode and now it’s turning to terror the likes I’ve never felt as I take everything in around me while it also penetrates that I’ve got battle pain.
I’m in the bunker, I’m restrained, and I’m both relieved and furious at the fact she sits on the other side of the barred door on a lawn chair, beautiful dark hair draped over one shoulder, dressed in denim coverall shorts and a black tank top, sneakers on her feet. She holds two weapons – mine and Linc’s. His taser, my stun gun.
The emotion in the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen daggers me like cuts from a thousand knives. Despite the agony, I’m immediately hard. Painfully so. Hard and furious.
I smell other males on her. I smell Linc and I also catch the faint scent of Joel King. And my first instinct is to invite my wolf to rip in and go at them. She would smell like me if I carried a scent. And as much as rage has never bubbled up in me before to the degree I’d call on the monster in me, that it occurred to me shocks me.
But they’re not here, or at least not close. And this pisses me off, too, because they’ve obviously been here, clearly brought me here to restrain me. I knew at least Tyson and Joel were close just before I shifted, but she’s here with me, too. Do they know this?
She moistens her lips with her tongue, surveying me. And I have to look away from that perfectly formed mouth.
She’s beautiful. Thick, long, dark hair. Icy blue eyes. A trim, athletic build. Smallish, perky tits. Porcelain skin. A full mouth perfect for taking my dick.Fuck.
Unfortunately, my eyes land on the teeth marks on her neck. Teeth marksImade. And I loathe the fact that I feel like it looks like a work of art. Perfectly shaped marks on a beautiful neck.
