“Michael wants it done before they move again,” one of the men says.
The other shakes his head.“It’s too risky.You know they’re probably watching us right now.”
“They’re always watching.”
“Yeah, and you saw what happened last time.”
My wolf bares his teeth.
Last time.
Landry.Taylor.The women they took.The women they tried to take.
The first man spits on the ground.“Doesn’t matter.He says we need her.”
Her.
My blood turns cold.Russo swings his head toward me, and I know he heard it too.
My wolf surges, trying to launch us down the hill, but I lock him down so hard that pain lances through me.
No, not yet.We don’t know who they mean,I tell him.But the truth is that Idoknow.In my gut, my bones, and every possessive, terrified part of me.
Landry.They still want my mate.
I back away from the ridge, forcing my wolf down as I go.Russo follows, and we don’t stop until we’re deep enough in the trees that no human could see us.
“I’m going to kill them,” I growl.
Russo’s expression is grim.“Not alone.”
“They said her.”
“They didn’t say your mate.”
“They didn’t have to,” I hiss.
He doesn’t argue.That scares me more than if he had.
Russo runs a hand through his hair.“We need to report this first.”
“I need to get to my mate.”
“Cooper—”
I turn on Russo with a snarl.
His bear flashes in his eyes.“Report it.Then go home.If they’re planning something, the Alphas need to know tonight.”
He’s right.I hate that he’s right.
I pull out my phone and make the call, giving the Alphas every detail.The cult’s movements.The vehicles.The conversation between the two men.The word that’s still echoing in my skull.
Her.
When I hang up, Russo studies me carefully.
“You going to tell Landry?”
