*Retta* My heart is racing, and there’s a rock in the pit of my stomach big enough to make me want to throw up. Desperately, I pull up another floorboard, thinking maybe my money fell to the side or something and it’s still there. But there’s no sign of my money bag. I feel like I can’t even take
“Well, would you look at who’s back?” Max says with a bit of a drawl, his mouth forming a smile that adds to the dread I’m already feeling. “Change your mind, little lady?” I nod, having a hard time getting the words out of my mouth. But then I remember how desperate my situation is right now, how
*Tristan*Mark is driving as I sit in the passenger seat, and he is driving us to the Goddess forsaken town that Chester is waiting to meet us in. Chester asked Mark if he wanted him to go in and try to get the baby, which is probably my sweet Trisha, from the man who has just purchased her. Mark de
*Eli*I’m so relieved that they’ve found Trisha. Even though I’m not her father, she’s part of our family, and with her missing, we weren’t complete. I can’t imagine how happy Rose will be when she has all four babies there in her arms.Mark tells me that they haven’t quite gotten Trisha out of ther
I’ll take her back to my pack where she can be safe and can live a normal life. Eli will see to that.We inch up toward the door and I hold the girls behind me while Randolph stays up front. I’ll have to take him back to my pack, too, because these guys will kill him for helping us escape. He’s real
*Tristan* “You give me my baby, and I won’t rip you to shreds,” I say to the man who is holding Trisha. She can’t cry because her mouth is taped closed, but I can see that her face is red, and she has tears streaming down her cheeks. I think she might be having trouble breathing. I need to get to m
*Eli* “You sure ‘bout this, Alpha?” asks Eustace for about the third time. I’m trying to be patient with him because he wasn’t in a real pack with a true Alpha, so he’s probably not sure how to act around me. I know we’re going to have to deal with the group of shifters that are still living in th
“Airport….” “The bunker was at the airport,” the man—Randolph—explains to me. I glance over and look him in the eye. He doesn’t look afraid of me, but he doesn’t look guilty or deceitful either. Since Kelly has already said he is trustworthy, I confine my questions to Kelly’s immediate situation.