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* Nolan drove the SUV while Novalee navigated along treacherous mountain roads. Sebastian Monroe followed behind us in a car, carrying a cache of weapons. Gina-Leigh Jericho and Caiden Bauer were with him. Bauer hated me so it was no surprise that he rode with Monroe. I checked the tracker again to see it was still blinking. I was aware that a blinking light didn't guarantee Kristen Bauer was still alive, but I had hope. We turned a sharp ninety degree corner and I saw the tops of multiple warehouses in the distance. Adrenaline spiked through me at the thought of getting Kristen and Gracie-Lynn Jericho back. I knew most of my pack had scattered to avoid Donovan Wilson, but most were being forced to serve under him. We'd fight that out too before this was over. "Let me out here, I'm going in on foot." I instructed. Nolan's eyes met mine. "Sure that's a good idea?" I half shrugged. "I'm sure of nothing. But it'll give me a head start before they're alerted to the vehicles." He braked the SUV and I got out, heading into the thick overgrowth that surrounded the warehouses. I followed the tracker, using it as my guide. I scented nothing but dirt. There were no shifters or even animals in this area which was odd. I tried to keep my steps light as I moved, avoiding snapping sticks and dead, crunchy leaves. I saw the back of one of the warehouses and the tracker showed me that Kristen was somewhere inside. I eased along the cold concrete of it and peeked around the corner. The place seemed abandoned. I knew better though. This was the heart of Wilson's pack. I made my around the front and decided to start with this particular warehouse. I reached out and tried the handle. It was locked. I pulled out my gun and shot the handle off. I kicked the door in, my gun at the ready. My scope mounted light shined down a dark hallway. I made my way down the hallway, the doors open on each side, showing abandoned rooms. I stopped short when I smelled it. Blood. I followed the scent and came up on one door that was closed. The scent grew stronger and my wolf recognized it as Kristen's. I stepped back and used leverage to kick the door in. I heard the explosion simultaneously as something splattered on my face. Grace sat hunched in the corner, horror stamped on her face. Kristen's tiny body rocked from the impact of the bullet that had passed through her chest from her back. "NO!" I ran into the room, dropping my weapon and fumbling with the restraints that held her wrists and ankles. Her breath whistled in and out of her lips. I pulled the gag down. "Taz, what are you doing?" I grabbed her against my chest and laid her on the ground, cupping her face. "Kristen, baby, look at me." Her pupils were dilated. Her face was bruised and cut up. She half smiled. "Why did you do that? You're insane." I pressed my palms over the blood gushing down her sweater. I looked back and Grace hadn't moved. Tears streamed down her face. Blood pooled on the concrete floor. I wiped my hand down her face. "Why, baby, why?" Anguish filled my chest as I asked her, knowing she was going to die if we didn't get her out of here. *

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* Nolan drove the SUV while Novalee navigated along treacherous mountain roads. Sebastian Monroe followed behind us in a car, carrying a cache of weapons. Gina-Leigh Jericho and Caiden Bauer were with him. Bauer hated me so it was no surprise that he rode with Monroe. I checked the tracker again to see it was still blinking. I was aware that a blinking light didn't guarantee Kristen Bauer was still alive, but I had hope. We turned a sharp ninety degree corner and I saw the tops of multiple warehouses in the distance. Adrenaline spiked through me at the thought of getting Kristen and Gracie-Lynn Jericho back. I knew most of my pack had scattered to avoid Donovan Wilson, but most were being forced to serve under him. We'd fight that out too before this was over. "Let me out here, I'm going in on foot." I instructed. Nolan's eyes met mine. "Sure that's a good idea?" I half shrugged. "I'm sure of nothing. But it'll give me a head st...

"Ready to talk?" I opened my eyes at the growled command. "Talk about what? What a piece of shit you are?" I watched as Kristen Bauer was punched in the face. Blood spattered across the concrete, stopping just at my feet. "You're going to beg before this is over." Cantwell was clipping metal clamps to the tips of her fingers. She glared at him as he moved back to a small handheld controller. I tried to move my arms, but the chains were thick and heavy, the silver burning the delicate skin of my wrists. "I never beg, fuck stick." She snapped seconds before he flipped the switch. Her body arched in the chair, her back bowed up, a haunting sound leaving her lips as Cantwell shocked her. Blood poured from her nose before he shut it off. "Now tell me, pussy cat, what are Cooper's plans? We both know he shared it with you." She spit blood at him. "He didn't share shit with me. Unless you count a little dick between enemies." Her voice shook from the pain and I had no idea how she was even handling what they were doing to her. I leaned forward, hoping to ease the contractions that had gripped me off and on since we'd been locked in here. I forced myself to be silent while they continued to torture the woman here to save me. "Little dick, I'm not surprised. He's a worthless coward, a piece of shit, just like his father." Kristen smirked. "Never said it was little, minute man." Cantwell back handed her again and she laughed. I looked at her as if she was crazy. "Is that all you got? Huh? You're pathetic. You betrayed a man who was supposed to be your friend, your Alpha. You stabbed him in the back, and then you took up with his enemy. Wilson has no idea you intend to double cross him, does he? Shouldn't be surprised when it happens." I gasped when my hair was grabbed and my head was forced back. "Keep talking that shit, pussy cat, and I'll kill this bitch. Obviously, she's pretty damn important if Cooper brought his ass back to get her." Kristen growled when Cantwell knelt down beside me. "Little Gracie Lynn. Donovan has had his eye on you from the start. He even asked your Daddy to mate you. But then Gunnar Jericho went and got himself killed by ol' John Luke and your worthless mother took you and ran. There could've been a joined pack, had you just mated Donovan. But you went after pencil dick Eli. And here you are. Ready to welp a pup and no man around to protect you. You really think Donovan is going to let you keep that bastard? If you're smart, you'll smother is as soon as it takes its first breath." He shoved my head against the concrete and I sobbed, unable to keep it back. "Leave her alone!" Kristen bellowed, fighting her restraints. Cantwell strolled back over to her and I pushed myself up, despite the twisting pain in my abdomen. "Stop. Just stop. I'll do whatever I have to, Cantwell, just don't hurt her anymore. Please." I looked up at him, knowing I was filthy and stank to high heaven. "Please."

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"Ready to talk?" I opened my eyes at the growled command. "Talk about what? What a piece of shit you are?" I watched as Kristen Bauer was punched in the face. Blood spattered across the concrete, stopping just at my feet. "You're going to beg before this is over." Cantwell was clipping metal clamps to the tips of her fingers. She glared at him as he moved back to a small handheld controller. I tried to move my arms, but the chains were thick and heavy, the silver burning the delicate skin of my wrists. "I never beg, fuck stick." She snapped seconds before he flipped the switch. Her body arched in the chair, her back bowed up, a haunting sound leaving her lips as Cantwell shocked her. Blood poured from her nose before he shut it off. "Now tell me, pussy cat, what are Cooper's plans? We both know he shared it with you." She spit blood at him. "He didn't share shit with me. Unless you count a little dick between enemies....

Gina and I had been packed and ready to go after the wedding reception. Both couples had looked happy and very much in love. I knew Gina had been worried about both her sisters. Gillian, when her mate's body had been taken over by a demon. Gracie because she was missing, but we knew who had her. So here we sat on the plane. Novalee flying us into Alaska, because Troy was busy and her brother Nolan was in Alaska, having flew Kristen, Quinn and Sebastian in. So she had climbed behind the controls of the plane, while she usually controlled things from ground control, she was a very established pilot in her own right.

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Gina and I had been packed and ready to go after the wedding reception. Both couples had looked happy and very much in love. I knew Gina had been worried about both her sisters. Gillian, when her mate's body had been taken over by a demon. Gracie because she was missing, but we knew who had her. So here we sat on the plane. Novalee flying us into Alaska, because Troy was busy and her brother Nolan was in Alaska, having flew Kristen, Quinn and Sebastian in. So she had climbed behind the controls of the plane, while she usually controlled things from ground control, she was a very established pilot in her own right. I looked over at my mate and saw her asleep. The mating had taken a lot out of her, but her body was healing and soon her energy and strength would return. Novalee's voice came over the intercom. " We're approaching the airport just out of Talkeetna. We should be landing in about ten or fifteen minutes. Buckle up. " I nudged Gina. " Wake up, sweethe...

* I wretched over the small commode for what felt like the hundredth time since I had woken up from whatever the hell Donovan had done to me. My ankle was still sore, and so was my arm, but other than some residual bruising, I was healed. All except for the vomiting I couldn't stop. My stomach cramped again and I heaved. I felt clammy and sweat dripped down my entire body. I had lost track of time, so when I heard a commotion outside of my designated cell, I hurried over to look out the door. It was daylight, but looked later as opposed to earlier. Two men came in, carrying a blonde between them. She was unconscious and her face was bruised. I pressed closer to the glass, knowing that I recognized her face. I had dreamt of her. I watched until I couldn't see any of them and then sank down on my cot. I was shaking I was so weak. The hydraulic door locks hissed and I looked up as Cantwell stepped inside my room.

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* I wretched over the small commode for what felt like the hundredth time since I had woken up from whatever the hell Donovan had done to me. My ankle was still sore, and so was my arm, but other than some residual bruising, I was healed. All except for the vomiting I couldn't stop. My stomach cramped again and I heaved. I felt clammy and sweat dripped down my entire body. I had lost track of time, so when I heard a commotion outside of my designated cell, I hurried over to look out the door. It was daylight, but looked later as opposed to earlier. Two men came in, carrying a blonde between them. She was unconscious and her face was bruised. I pressed closer to the glass, knowing that I recognized her face. I had dreamt of her. I watched until I couldn't see any of them and then sank down on my cot. I was shaking I was so weak. The hydraulic door locks hissed and I looked up as Cantwell stepped inside my room. "Let's go, Jericho." He jerked me up and I pitched bac...

I have had enough with this. A run was in order until something was going to happen. I promised Slade that I would not go looking for my mate until the morning with the others. With a witch involved, there was no being a hero. I hated it, but I knew he was right. I went home, showered and ate dinner the best I could. Walking out my front door, I stripped my clothes and laid them on the chair for later. Moving away from my home, I let my shift come and ran into the woods. I missed her. We've missed her. What if she was already gone? I would not feel it since we are not mated. I could not bare the thought of losing her. I quickly put those thoughts out of my head. I would not go that route again. We will find her and then her and I will have a great life together. Running through the back trail. You could barely see it with your eyes anymore. No one really came this way anymore. It was too deep into the woods. If joggers jogged they all used the new trail. It was closer to town and a little easier. This trail was a mess now, but that is why we liked it. Up and downs, lots of privacy, and the streams were a little deeper to play in. Stopping my run, I sniffed a little deeper and huffed. I smelled something that made my hair stand up all over. Vampire. Quietly following the scent, I came through a clearing and that's when I saw that house I passed on the way home. This house gave me a damn strange feeling. Wanting to get a closer look, I froze when I saw a guy coming out the house arguing with a female, he was definitely a vampire. That must be the witch. Neither one of them looked familiar. The only vampire here was Lily’s vampire, he masked his scent. The male moved to pick up more wood that was in the corner and stopped when he saw me. Should I engage? No! That would put our little firecracker in more danger. I huffed and slowly turned around to walk back into the woods. “Do you think that is one of them?” “Don’t be a damn fool. If it was do you think it would just leave? That’s just some bear roaming around.” The door slammed shut. I wanted to turn around and burst into that home and get my mate. I knew she was in there somewhere. I didn't know the males face and the house was a piece of crap. No one in their right mind would live in it. Plus, if it was them, I knew I would need back up with the witch. I could kill the vampire, but my mate would die at the hands of the witch. I ran back to my place. I shifted and began to pace once I was inside. It was still very early in the morning. Just a few hours before sunrise and meet up with the others. Taking another shower to get the sweat off. I could not sleep so I tried to sit and eat more. When it came time to meet the others at the station. I grabbed my crystal and hurried to my truck, starting it up and hauled ass to the station. I parked and got out seeing I was the first to arrive and waited impatiently.

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I have had enough with this. A run was in order until something was going to happen. I promised Slade that I would not go looking for my mate until the morning with the others. With a witch involved, there was no being a hero. I hated it, but I knew he was right. I went home, showered and ate dinner the best I could. Walking out my front door, I stripped my clothes and laid them on the chair for later. Moving away from my home, I let my shift come and ran into the woods. I missed her. We've missed her. What if she was already gone? I would not feel it since we are not mated. I could not bare the thought of losing her. I quickly put those thoughts out of my head. I would not go that route again. We will find her and then her and I will have a great life together. Running through the back trail. You could barely see it with your eyes anymore. No one really came this way anymore. It was too deep into the woods. If joggers jogged they all used the new trail. It was closer to town and ...