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.
*Rose*The second that I hear that Tristan is on his way back to the castle with Trisha, I can breathe again.All four of my babies are safe and will soon be in my arms. I thank the Moon Goddess repeatedly as I make my way through the halls of the castle to the dungeon.The guards look concerned as
Now, it is my time to laugh. “King Gene was here,” I tell her, watching the smile on her face waver slightly as she realizes I have used the past tense. “He sat upstairs for a long time, preparing to see you. That’s when Mark’s people told him you were no longer here, that you were in Tristan’s cast
*Kelly* Eli warns me in the mind-link that he’s getting close. I brace myself so I won’t startle and make noise, and when he moves in behind me, ducking down behind the airport’s front desk with me, I nod without looking back at him. I’m too focused on the conversation in front of me. “When do we
“I suppose,” I say. “But I still feel bad about making her wait.” “I guess she’s made a couple of new friends,” says Mark. “I’m excited to meet them,” I say. “And I’m so sorry about the mess I made for the maids. You’ve told them I’ve apologized, right?” Mark chuckles. “Don’t worry, baby,” he say