Page 5 of Knot my Alphas

My fingers run through the wild locks of my crimson hair. I still haven’t found Iris.

Walking out of the room, I run down the corridor, calling for her.

I check the attic upstairs and Julian’s room because those are the places she hangs out most of the time.

Panic starts settling deep inside my chest as I run out of options.

A deep intuition tells me she isn’t in the mansion.

If not here, then where?I question myself. Unable to accept that she isn’t here, I check the rest of the rooms in the mansion like a crazed maniac.

I suddenly come to a halt just as I near my room.

My gaze falls on the doorknob that’s been blasted off. A closer look tells me that someone shot at it from inside the room.

Pushing the door wider, I walk inside and switch on the lights.

Everything seems to be in place except for the cabinet where I store my weapons. Moving closer, I open the doors and take a look.

Two guns are missing.

I inhale deeply, catching traces of Julian’s scent that mingle with Iris’s sweet rose. They’d both been here.

I glance back at the blasted doorknob.

I piece together the puzzle my mates left behind for me.

Julian must’ve locked her up while he went down to face those terrorists on his own. There’s no way Iris wouldn’t have heard the commotion downstairs.

“Shit,” I mutter, knowing she’s not the kind of person to hide when her mate is in danger. She must’ve gone down to help him.

I sink onto the edge of my bed as a cold realization dawns on me.

Iris is no longer here because they took her.

The sight of the second chopper taking flight comes to my mind. It was hiding on the roof of the mansion, biding its time until it got what it came for.

“Iris.” Her name is a pained moan on my lips.

The Black Widow stole her right from under my nose.

I finally understand the purpose of their attack. They were here to take her away. Everything else was meant to be a distraction. They fucking left the moment they had her.

Rage, like I’ve never felt before, courses through me. Blood pumps through my veins, making my heart thunder in my chest. A red haze comes over my vision, clearing away the panic that rendered me pathetic and useless.

The Black Widow dared to injure Julian and kidnap Iris. They probably took her to use her as leverage against us but they were mistaken. We’d take our mate back and eradicate them once and for all.

Taking my phone, I dial Caleb’s number.

2

Iris

The smell of burning tires intensifies, clogging my nostrils and stifling me.

I’ve never been so horribly affected by an alpha’s pheromones before. Callahan’s dominance suffocates me, rendering me incapable of moving or speaking out against him.

My only comfort is the faint hint of smoky hickory that wafts from the shirt I’m wearing. Damon’s scent still lingers in the fabric, reminding me of him.

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