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“So why don’t you guys do anything about it?”
“There are a few reasons,” Rafe began. “This pack is a mess. Whoever became alpha would have a hell of a fight to keep the pack, and if they wanted to change some of the pack laws, there would be a lot of resistance. People here don’t like change.”
“That’s not the only reason,” Elliot interjected. “Thatcher is powerful, and his crew outnumber us. By a lot.”
“So you’re scared of him?”
“It’s complicated,” Elliot growled.
It wasn’t the first time he’d heard Elliot say that, but Callum didn’t understand. It couldn’t be simpler. Kill the abusive dictator. Restore peace in the pack. Make friends with King’s pack.
“Where I come from, we get along with the neighboring pack. Our pack members don’t go missing. We’ve got each other’s backs.”
Apparently tired of explaining it to him, Elliot didn’t even look over when he said, “Then go back.”
Callum grit his teeth. The mating pull had drawn him here. He couldn’t leave now.
“You know I can’t.”
Looking like a rain cloud, Elliot opened his mouth, but Rafe cut him off.
“Boys, boys, let’s not fight. It’s getting late. Everyone is tense and tired, and frankly, wouldn’t you rather have a little fun on your first night here? You’ll get the lay of the land soon enough.”
Elliot pulled onto a gravel driveway and parked in front of what Callum assumed was his cabin. Though it looked a bit more like a re-done, two story trailer home. It had wooden siding, and blue trim. In the headlights, Callum could see the staircase attached to the second floor, which led up to the roof. Half a dozen steps led from the ground to a small porch and double patio doors. No outside lights were on.
Callum climbed down from the cab of the truck as Rafe hopped over the side, landing on the ground next to him.
Elliot shut his own door, rounded the truck and pulled down the tailgate. “I figured we’d get the mattress in first. Then unload the rest.”
Rafe helped them pull it down from the truck bed, and held the door for them as they walked it into the house. As they brought in the rest of the items, Rafe sat on the tailgate, staring down at his phone.
“What’s wrong?” Elliot asked, prompting Rafe to glance up. “You keep checking your phone. What’s up?’
The alpha’s jaw was tense. “Viv. The party was a last-minute thing. I’ve sent her a warning, but she hasn’t seen my message.”
“She’s probably fine. She’s a smart girl.”
Rafe sighed, and stared back down at the device.
“Go.”
“Yeah, I should.” He turned to Callum and shook his hand once more, this time clapping him on the shoulder too. “Nice to meet you. Sorry I couldn’t stay for the welcoming party.”
Callum grinned. “No worries.”
“You want to take my truck?” He held up the keys.
“Nah. It’ll be faster if I run. I’ll have to take the long way in the truck.” The alpha began to strip, folding each item on the truck bed as he removed it. “I’ll grab these tomorrow.”
While Rafe stripped, Callum grabbed his bags from the cab and started back to the cabin. He returned in time to see Rafe shift into a black wolf—a big fucking black wolf—and run into the woods.
Shocked, Callum turned to Elliot. “He’s fucking huge. He bigger than you?”
“As a wolf? Yeah. Faster too.”
Callum looked in the direction the alpha had gone, his tone changing from astonishment to concern. “Is everything okay?”
Elliot followed Callum’s gaze with his own. “Yeah, or it will be. Rafe will make sure of it.” He turned toward the truck. “You got everything?”
