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“Maybe for shifters, but I’m human. You know that.”
“You are, but maybe he’s not.”
“What do you mean by that?” Jane’s head snapped up. She knew the look on her face had to be one of surprise. Was Gerri suggesting that Mason was something other than human?
“I mean exactly what I said. Maybe this mystery man isn’t human.”
“The dog!” Jane screeched.
“What dog? I’m confused,” Gerri replied.
She sounded like a crazy person, but she didn’t give a fuck. What she needed to know was if Gerri was on to something or if she was just reading way too much into things.
“Sam. The stray who suddenly showed up at my house last week. Is he …” Jane couldn’t even bring herself to say the words or ask the question.
“What does this dog, Sam, look like?” Gerri asked.
Jane jumped up from her chair and grabbed her purse off the table, remembering the picture of Sam she had taken. She flipped through her photos until the image of the giant dog popped up on her screen.
“This is Sam, the dog,” she said, handing her phone to Gerri.
“Uh, honey. That’s no dog,” Gerri said with a laugh.
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t believe I’m about to do this or that you’re this clueless.” Gerri stood and locked the door.
Jane was so damn confused. “What are you doing?”
“Just watch and don’t freak out, okay?”
“Fine.” Jane crossed her arms and parked her ass on the corner of her desk, waiting for Gerri to show her whatever it was that she was doing.
She felt the air in her office thicken. The tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. She had only ever felt the feeling once before. Jane swore if she would have blinked, she would have missed Gerri shifting from human to wolf.
Jane glanced from her friend to her phone and back. A sickening feeling formed in her gut.
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
NINETEEN
Mason’s day had been absolute shit. Anything that could’ve gone wrong did, and it wasn’t even lunchtime. What had started out as a beautiful day turned on its heel the second his phone started ringing. Several of his clients had unexpected issues with their security staff that seemed to pop up out of the blue, but Mason had known better. There was no such thing as a coincidence. How could over two dozen people not show up for work on the very same day?
He paced his office, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, when he heard his cell phone buzz with an incoming notification.
Did you think we wouldn’t find you?
Did you think we’d let you get away with it again?
We know where you are. We know what you do for a living.
You should have run farther.
He read the message three times to make sure that he had read it correctly the first two times.
“Fuck!” he growled before tossing his phone back on his desk.
His enemies had found him. Those who he had wronged decades ago had come calling, demanding justice for shit he had done when he was a kid. Mason could only imagine what they had told his pack for this mass exodus to have happened. The men and women who worked for him belonged to his pack. They were a rough and tough bunch he’d gathered together to work for his security firm.
