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BRYNN I had never been more appreciative of the training my father put me through than I was during this scouting trip. He taught me everything he knew about tracking, and it certainly came in handy here. It also helped that my skills were tested against the Elites, our pack’s best warriors. That was what gave me the ability to spot footprints and blood in areas that would normally be overlooked. My mate sent his pride, encouragement, and love down the bond. I was glad to have him beside me throughout all of this because he was the only thing that kept my panic down to a manageable level. There was an oppressive feeling in the air, but it seemed to be that I was the only one who could sense it. There was something very wrong going on here. I just hoped and prayed that it would not come back to bite us in the ass. Rachel, my father’s cousin, was being held prisoner by these Neanderthals. Her gift of stealth was exactly how they were able to go from place to place essentially undetec
BRYNN I had been extremely grateful that Maya gave me the heads up about the bullet moments before it hit Theo. There was no time to do anything except put myself in its trajectory, something that I would choose to do each time if necessary. Jackson and Sebastian had gone to get the shooter. I knew that they would definitely succeed because they were just as pissed off as Theo that I got shot. The innocents were understandably confused and shaken about what was going on. It was hard for them to trust strangers after everything that they had been through. However, Rachel’s assurances to them that we were here to protect them definitely helped. “Delivery,” Jackson sang out as he was dragging an unconscious idiot behind him. Either he put up a fight, or they just got to the fun before ever bringing him back here. It mattered not either way. None of us took kindly to what these assholes were doing both to the packs that they were targeting or to the innocents here. We needed to get o
**This chapter will contain graphic depictions of torture interrogation. I will place oo..oo..oo before and after it so that you can skip that part if it might be triggering.** THEO The protectiveness and fury radiating through our bond was a bit concerning when it was mixed with the pacing that my mate was currently doing from one side of my office to the other. We had come in this morning because we would be interrogating the prisoners now that everyone was back. Mike and Tris were facilitating practice in our absence. ‘Do you know what the fuck is going on in her head? Should we be concerned?’ Jackson asked me. ‘No fucking idea. She’s feeling protective and furious,’ I answered honestly with a shrug. I understood where her emotions were coming from, but that did not mean I had a fucking clue what she had been thinking about for the past ten minutes while she paced. With a nod to herself, she turned around and eyed me with an intense look. It had me wondering if I had done or
BRYNN “Alpha Timothy Porter of the Alpine pack,” I told the Council who were on the video call. They had seen some similar issues, so it was only logical that we would contact them with the information. It would be them if there was anyone who could help us with this bullshit. It truly unsettled me that it seemed further-reaching than we had originally anticipated. It was not just a random group that was targeting these three packs. They were responsible for abducting countless people just to use them as breeding stock. It was absolutely fucking disgusting. “Are you absolutely certain that this information is credible?” Diego asked. “Yes. Our Lamias verified the validity of the information,” Theo explained. They shared a look before turning their attention back to us. The weariness in their eyes made me almost wish I would not ask the following statement. “You know of him.” A couple of photos filled part of the screen as they shared them with us. The first one showed a man who
THEO I knew that my mate needed time alone, so I was not upset at all when she said that Moira wanted to go for a run alone. Brynn was a lot like me when it came to dealing with shit. Some people were emotional. Others would talk to others about what troubled them. Brynn and I did neither of those things. We sought solitude so that we could work through it on our own before coming back to share. I had felt her worry through the bond after we had left the cells. I pushed it aside for the time being, knowing that she would open up when she was ready. Then I figured out where the worry came from during the call with the Council. She had been worried about how I would feel about what she did to the dickless bastard. Was it wrong of me to say that I felt lust for the way she got him talking? That I felt lust as she held his life in the palm of her hands. She exuded extreme dominance while she made him pay for what he did to Danica and potentially others. She held a righteous fury, and i
BRYNN “C’mon in ladies. Let the men prove how big and strong they are while they grab a couple more chairs,” I told them. They both chuckled, but the guys sent me a glare. I just smirked at them before grabbing some waters from my minifridge. I prayed that this mateship would work out between the two because I understood the importance of the mate-bond now that I had experienced it myself. There was no comparing pre-bond and post-bond because there was no possible comparison to be made. It would suck if Dustin moved to Nightshade, but I could understand if he did. There was more to consider than just the two of them because the sisters were a packaged deal. I had no idea what their story entailed, but I knew Dustin. He would welcome the sister as his own. That man was one of the best people I had ever known. He always wanted a loving family who he could go through life with. That was his true desire. “Look at that strength,” I teased as the guys came back into the office carrying
BRYNN There had been a heaviness weighing down upon me ever since I had that vision about the auction. I did not understand what it was, nor did I understand how to figure it out. Part of me felt extremely paranoid that I was just imagining it, but that thought did not change the feeling. My knees were pulled up to my chest, with my chin resting on top of them. It was the middle of the night, and I woke up in a panic. That weight felt even heavier. So, I made my way to the roof and sat beneath the stars. Wolf shifters felt stronger underneath the moonlight. It was more than just symbolic because it was actually cellular. The Goddess created our species – half human and half wolf. It did not matter what form we were in because the wolf part of us absorbed the strength of the moonlight. It was her way to refresh and strengthen her creations. That was great in theory, but that was not how I felt right now. Not one fucking bit. I was supposed to be this super powerful Vessel chick. Wa
BRYNN Tonight, was the auction. I certainly was not ready, but that did not change the fact that it was vital for us to pull this off flawlessly or else it could get us, and the innocents killed. That was an outcome that I was not fond of. “It is easiest to think about your mission as going into High Society. Money, status, and power mean everything to them. You are the top of the food chain, the Apex predator, and someone everyone wants to be. Your fake identities will place you there. Make them work for even an ounce of your attention by denying it,” Francesca, the vampire that Elle sent over, told me as she finished my makeup. Essentially, I had to act the opposite of who I was. Charlotte Edge, the woman I was for tonight, was the type of person I loathed. I sighed internally. This was necessary and would be worth it in the end. Francesca led me to the full-length mirror in my bedroom. My eyes widened and my jaw actually dropped when I saw the makeover she gave me. The black d