* 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. *
* 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...