Page 38 of Nita's Redemption

The big alpha took a deep breath and shook his head. “No, son. Your mother had lost her truemate when she and I met. We were both shocked to find I was her second chance mate, but I was angry that I wasn’t her first. Don’t ask me why, it was stupid of me. We were both older, and we were very good friends who fell in love. We not only had the truemate bond, we had a love match, a true melding of our hearts.”

Lorna wiped at her eyes. No matter what she did, Link could see the sadness that was caused by what was being said. He wished there was a way to shelter her. She was more than his alpha’s mate. Tank’s mother died giving birth to him, leaving him motherless and his father broken, until Lorna who was like a mother to several of them, including Link and Abe.

“Before you ask, I would’ve stayed with his mother for the rest of my life if she hadn’t been taken from me. I’m blessed that the Goddess gave me a second chance truemate in Lorna. Neither she nor I felt the pull until after...well after his mama’s death. I will never, ever regret that gift. Not once did Lorna give me Hell like I did his mom for being second. I’m grateful that she forgave me before I lost her. I’ve learned that in life we are given many things, and we also lose some of our most precious too. But it’s how we handle each of those that make the true mark of a man. In life, our character is tested through battle, everyday accomplishments, our ideas, and even things we have gained, but when we lose all that we’ve accumulated, it’s how we handle ourselves that show the type of male we are. I’ll admit that there have been days I struggled to stand tall when our pack hadn’t been what I’d hoped, but I’ll be damned if I’ll ever bow or kneel because of the choices I’ve made.”

Link looked at the near smooth features of his alpha and his mate Lorna, pride swelling at the truth shining in their eyes. “What happened to Hurricane’s mother?”

“I’m not sure. Hurricane contacted me a few years ago and wanted to meet me. The male who had claimed them was dead and they were now free to reach out to me. I should’ve told Tank before, but I wasn’t sure if they’d ever come here and well...I guess I was a coward.” Brock shook his head, letting out a heavy sigh.

“That’s bullshit, alpha. If I am half the male you are, I’ll be happy.” Link swore.

Brock settled one hand on his shoulder, the familiar act made his eyes sting as he fought to keep from allowing a tear to fall.

“You, Tank, and Abe have far exceeded the male I am. Now get your asses out of here. I need to have some sexy time with my female.”

Tank started mumbling something that sounded suspiciously like lalala, while Abe tried to take Nita out of Link’s arms. Link held his right arm like a good football player, grinning as Abe fell backward. Before his twin got back to his feet he pressed Nita back over his shoulder like the prize she was. Her little giggle was exactly what he was hoping to hear as he carried her out the door and down the steps.

“You do know he is going to get you back, don’t you?” she asked.

“Of course, but I still got you and your fine ass in the palm of my hand.” Link ran said palm over her sexy little rear-end.

Tank and Abe moved into place next to them, both males on alert for any and all danger. They may play like idiots, all of them, but none would take their female’s safety for granted.

From the darkness a shadow moved. Tank stepped in front of them while Link settled Nita on her feet, placing her between him and Abe.

“It’s just little ole me,” Bakra announced. She stepped under the light of the moon.

Tank held up his hand. “What’s going on?”

Bakra looked behind her. The way she stood so straight, her hands balled into fists had their wolves on alert.

“I was scouting the area where your old pack lived earlier, Nita. I’m pretty sure the females have loaded up their stuff and left. Don’t celebrate though. I don’t think they’re actually gone,” Bakra whispered. Her eyes shifted to the bright color of her demoness while she moved as if she wasn’t in control of her body.

“Okay.” Link drew the word out while he sent a call out to the Ravens within their pack. ‘Yo, we may have a problem, boys. Bakra seems to be fighting her demoness for control.’

‘What do you mean, fighting?’ Jaklyn asked.

‘Her eyes are flashing red and staying, and she’s twitching like a drug addict or some shit.’

The female gave a twitch like she’d been electrocuted or something. “They are hiding in plain sight.”

This time when Bakra spoke, her eyes were blue, and her body had stilled.

Jaklyn flashed next to Bakra, making the female startle. “Hey friend. Wanna come to our place for a drink?”

The two male Ravens that mated to Jaklyn had flashed behind Bakra, staying in the shadows, silent like wraiths.

“You think I’m possessed or something?” Bakra looked behind her at Jaklyn’s mates, waving.

“I wouldn’t say possessed, but something happened. Do you remember what you were doing and saying to Nita and her men?” Jaklyn motioned toward the four of them.

Bakra let out a heavy sigh. He hated seeing the strong female’s shoulders drop. Yet when she shook her head, he was happy he’d called in reinforcement.

The Ravens stepped out of the darkness and moved to where Bakra and Jaklyn were.

Nita took a deep breath, freezing in place. “That’s it. Bakra, you just left where the females had been?”

“Um, I think so, yes. Why?”

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