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This time, Nick meant it.
More people came in to visit, and left. Nick began to doze, and at some point he realized that the sun had vanished and he was covered with a blanket. His chair had been reclined and his head was resting on a pillow. Calla. She always knew what he needed, and right now that was to be here.
Before he knew it, early sunlight was filtering through the drapes. Yawning, he stretched and looked at his brother—to find him curled up in wolf form. He couldn’t help but laugh softly at the sight of the big brown wolf taking up the bed, snoring. At least he was healed.
Rising from the chair, Nick slipped from the room and went in search of his mate. He didn’t like that he’d been away from her, but surely she’d understood. Spying the nurses’ station, he walked over.
“Excuse me. I was hoping to find—”
“Ooh, you must be the Alpha’s brother,” one young nurse enthused. “You look so alike!”
“Yes, I’m Nick Westfall,” he said politely. “I’m looking for my mate but I’m not sure where she went.”
“I think Taggart put her in cottage number eight. It’s just across the street.”
“Thank you.”
The nurses were giggling as he walked off, though he couldn’t fathom what was so amusing. He quickly crossed the street and knocked on the cottage door. Before he could open his mouth or knock again, the door was yanked open and Nick was pulled inside.
Calla hugged and kissed him soundly before ushering him to the sofa. He sat with a groan. “Feels good. That chair about did me in.”
“Sorry. I should’ve got you up to come to bed.”
“No, I was glad to be with him.” He squeezed her hand. “I think we’ve finally made a start on repairing things. It’ll take a while, but it can be done.”
“That’s so great,” she said, smiling.
“Yeah.”
When his cell phone rang, he groaned again. “I’m seriously going to run over that thing with my SUV if it rings one more time.”
He looked at the screen. “It’s your brother,” he told her. “Crap, it’s early.” He had barely greeted the prince when Tarron broke in. “Nick, I need you back at the stronghold! You and your men. Leave Calla there, but come back as soon as you can!”
He frowned. “Why? What’s going on?”
“Teague found the file that Graham sent Ivan before he died. It was a detailed blueprint of the fucking stronghold!”
“Shit!” He met Calla’s eyes. So that was how Ivan planned to destroy the coven—a direct attack. God.
“Every single fucking room, corridor, doorway, every detail! We’re already evacuating the women and children—”
Tarron’s words were cut off by a loud noise coming from the other end. A boom that echoed through Nick’s brain and made his blood turn to ice. “Tarron? Tarron!”
There was no answer. The line went dead.
“What is it?” Calla asked, voice rising. “What’s happening?”
“The file Graham sent to Ivan contained detailed blueprints of the stronghold. Tarron was telling me about evacuating the women and children, and the line went dead.”
Her face paled. “Oh, my God!”
“I’m going and I need you to stay here—”
“No! I can help! You’ll need me to teleport you there and bring men back here to get the rest of your team, now that I know where it is. It’ll be much faster than hours traveling by plane and car. If they’re under attack, they need us now!”
One look at his mate’s determined expression and he knew there was no point wasting time on an argument he wouldn’t win.
“Fine. But when you get my men back to the stronghold, you get the hell out and go to the Pack compound. You’ll be safe there until your brother and I hand those guys their asses.”
