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“Fuck!” I grind out, pissed about the whole situation.
“She was crying, Ryder, and I thought my heart was going to break. She kept going on about how we had to hurry before he hurt her again.”
Confused and enraged, I don’t even let him finish before I growl out through gritted teeth, “Again?”
“I asked the same thing. She said that her mom made the big bad man mad, and he hurt her. She was hysterical, repeating it over and over. We needed to hurry before he did it again. Fuck, Ryder, all I wanted to do was get to where we know he’s keeping her and go all Helter Skelter on his ass.” He slides down in the chair, letting his head fall back against it as he looks up at the ceiling.
“I might have a plan. Did Tala come back with you?”
“Yeah, she went up to her room. I’ll go get her,” comes from him excitedly, and like a runner who just caught his second wind, he dashes from the room. We can hear him calling her name as it echoes through the otherwise eerily quiet home. One that had been filled with the laughter of our mate and daughter.
Picking up my phone, I shoot off a text to Sebastian and Landry to come to the office and join us as well. Landry has been sticking close, only going between here, pack land, the garage, and checking on Chelle if we need him too. He’s, oddly enough, even getting along with the M&M twins. I’ve caught them multiple times speaking in hushed conversations.
Pulling out the blueprints, I lay them across my desk, ready to see if my plan makes sense to the guys or if they have something better. Miles and Miguel just stand to the side, sipping my liquor. They slowly make their way in, Damien with Tala, followed by Sebastian and Landry, each finding a chair to sit in or a wall to lean against.
“Miles and Miguel, did you find out anything about what type of security Michaelson has at his place?”
Taking a deep breath, then setting his cup down on the desk, Miles slowly begins to speak. “We have a few still loyal to Maverick inside the compound. He isn’t sure where they are located, but rumors are they’re separated from each other in rooms with magic dampeners on them. Warriors patrol the grounds with a kill first, ask questions later motto. He does have his top trusted magic wielders busily keeping up a magic barrier. Getting in will be hard. But lucky for us, I do know the left rear area by the Ozak woods has glitches in the forcefield and minimal coverage. The woods are very dangerous to maneuver through if you are not familiar with them, often fatal for the poor soul who attempts to make his way through them.” His fucking cheeky ass grin as he talks about the woods has me pissed, especially when his fucking counterpart joins in.
“So you’re saying we’re fucking screwed and you laugh about it? What the fuck’s wrong with you two?” I bite out in anger, disgusted at their behavior.
“Calm yourself, wolf. You just happen to be in the presence of two of the three people who know those fucking woods like the back of their hands,” he gloats, but now I’m starting to have a better plan in mind.
“Damien, when is your family going to be here again? Shay’s been in their grasp for two and a half days. We need to get there as soon as we can.”
“Spoke with my parents this morning. They’re three days away from arriving. Do we have enough backup to go without them? I don’t want to leave them there any longer than we need to.” Every word that crosses his lips is full of concern.
“Tala, have you heard of any magic where teleportation was involved?” I blurt out, needing to not waste any more time.
“It’s not common. In fact, I haven’t heard of anyone having that power in over a hundred years. I can check with my coven and also look to see if there is a spell that can act in the same capacity.” She looks at me for a moment, her eyes squinting in concentration. “Do you have a plan already in mind?”
“I’m thinking if the woods are our best way in, and one they wouldn’t expect, we could attack from all the other directions, drawing attention there. If we can get inside the barrier, we could teleport inside and look for them in teams of three, since we now know they are not being kept together. M&M twins, is it possible for your contact to try and get some type of generalized location?”
“We can see what he can do, but I can’t promise anything. He isn’t exactly in the trusted inner circle,” Miguel says as he lifts his drink to his lips.
“I would have you and your brother go on separate teams,” Tala quickly interjects,
“since you can telepathically communicate with each other. Also, I would add a magic wielder and a vampire with each group, and another wolf with the remaining group.”
“Agreed. It was the plan I had,” I say, now having more faith in my plan, knowing she was thinking the same thing.
“Is this a rescue mission only, or are we taking all the fuckers in the compound down?” Landry’s fists already clenching as they hang down at his sides, angry that the woman he wanted as a mate was taken before he was able to confess his feelings to her.
“The most important thing is getting our people back. Once that is done, we can prepare for the war to come. A war we will win.” I say, determination in every word.
“Fucking A, we will! I want to rip that asshole limb from limb and piss on him as he takes his last breath,” Hunter shouts enthusiastically, pumping his fist up in the air.
“Let’s get the plans going. Miles, check with your person on the inside. Tala, find out about the spell or individual. Once we have that locked down, we will know how soon we can head out. Either way, in three days’ time we are rescuing our mate, Maverick, and Beba.” Everyone scatters at my words, each knowing the importance and quickness needed with handling their particular assignment. Once again alone in my office, I place my elbows on my desk and drop my head into my hands, silently praying to any god who may take heed and listen to my pleas.
Chapter 8
Maverick
Ifuckinghatemyfather!
I don’t know how long we’ve been here. Time is running together, especially with no way to gauge it. When my prick of a father took me back to be with Shay again, the drugs consumed me so her bruised face didn't faze me. But now, with my mind clear, I’m seething. I want to murder the fucker who dared to lay his hands on her.
She was brave, but I knew it hurt. The way she flinched whenever I touched her face in our sex craze. If we stay here much longer, I fear they may break her, or worse, my father will have his way with her. His obsession with power is maddening. It’s consumed him since my earliest memories. It's one of the things that made me grow to resent him, especially after I met the girl who drove me insane. If I only knew then she was my mate. All those years lost. Would we still be here, locked up and losing hope if I had known? It’s one of the many questions plaguing me as I sit here, chained to my bed.
