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I rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking about grocery shopping and stocking up when it came to finding a safe place for you to go.”
He shrugged. “I’m appreciative regardless.”
“I’m sure you are,” I growled out. “Now, please, give me some peace.”
“Sure,” he said and plopped back down on the bed. He threw himself back and then huffed and sighed.
Seconds later, he snapped and popped his knuckles. I glared at him. Studying his every move. He had a reputation for being Denver’s most eligible bad boy. Tabloids would paint him as having a different bimbo strapped to his arm nearly every week. The man got around. A lot.
He wasn’t good enough for Savannah.
I had spent too long trying to get up the nerve to ask her on a date. And despite protocol and her penchant for sticking by the book. There were ways around the rules. I just had to watch my steps carefully.
Well, that was until Noah showed up and threw a major kink in my plans.
Protocols be damned. I suspected that if I didn’t do something soon, I might lose out on my chance forever. That was something I couldn’t just sit by and accept. Noah was about to ruin everything.
Liam was right. Noah was hiding something. He couldn’t be trusted. Especially with Savannah.
The more time I spent in this room with him, the more I was certain he was up to no good, and I couldn’t let Savannah fall into his trap. I refused to sit by and just let him take her from me.
I would die before I let something like that happen.
Before I realized it, an hour had passed, and I hadn’t heard a thing from Savannah. I picked up my phone and typed out, “Status?”
Another ten minutes go by, and nothing came back.
“Shit,” I growled out and stood from the stiff, cheap chair the hotel had placed at the table.
Noah snorted awake. “What is it.”
I ignored him and called Liam. It rang twice before he picked up.
“O’Connor,” he said.
“She’s late,” I said.
“I’m on it. Stay put.” His words came across the phone rushed, as though he was already running before the call even ended. I sat the phone back on the table. Every ounce of me wanted to run out the door and leave Noah to his devices and whatever fate had in store for him.
I almost gave in to the urge too.
But then I thought of Savannah and how she would be affected if I did something like that. I couldn’t do that to her. She would never forgive me. Whatever chance I had with her would be ruined with a stunt like that.
Resigning to be the better man, I sat back down in the seat and stared at the window with the phone resting on the table in front of me, waiting to hear that she was okay.
5
SAVANNAH
I stared at the most extravagant apartment that held absolutely no magical energy. That was unusual, especially considering a shifter lived in the place. The sensation of being stared at made me uneasy. Though there was no one visible, I knew the feeling well, and I was taught never to ignore my intuition. A pinch entered my shoulders. Nothing in the way of a useful clue was here. Exactly like how nothing was adding up in this case. Not a damn thing that made sense anyway.
The motive wasn’t connecting with the facts so far.
So, what did I know?
The answer was simple. Avery Tempest was missing. She was my best friend, and though I hated to think her disappearance had anything to do with me, it was still a possibility. However, what blew that out of the water was the simple fact this anonymous group has never gone in the direction of using bait to capture a witch before, much less a shifter.
That brings me to her brother, Noah. He witnessed her capture and kidnapping and then came to me for help. According to him, he didn’t know who the people were, but they were definitely acquainted with him on some level judging by the interaction with him just before the video cut out, and because of the circumstances and the history of behaviors the group has shown, he’s suspected to be their next target.
