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be
gone until supper time. Make sure she stays in the cabin and only let Beth in,”
he demanded as he walked into the bedroom.
    He dressed as
quickly as he could. Dante wished he could have had more time to spend with
Anya before he left. He walked back out and noticed Memphis had made himself
right at home, sitting at the table across from Anya with his own cup of coffee
in hand. Dante could trust Memphis with her. His beta’s son would never tread
that line. Still the way the boy stared at her didn’t sit well with him either.
They were roughly the same age, and although Dante was only turning twenty-nine,
he felt much, much older than that.
    “Beth will be by
soon. She’s bringing you some clothes to wear,” he told Anya before heading out
the door.
    As he walked to
the docks where they keep their fishing boats, his mind was a flurry of mixed
thoughts. If Mitch knew where Cora was and brought her back then Dante would
have to let Anya go. It felt so wrong. He wished he’d let his wolf nature mate
her. But without her as leverage, the Silverback pack would never deal with him.
If his sister was there and mated to one of them, he would keep his word and
foster the male. Now he knew for a fact the Silverback pack had her just by the
way Anya had spoken. Tomorrow night if she wasn’t returned he would then have
to follow through with his threat.

Chapter Seven
     
    Mitch had just
stepped into his home as the phone rang. He heard his mate answering it as he
wearily pulled off his coat and then removed his boots. They’d just paused the
search long enough for people to go home to rest as the rotation switched.
Everyone was tired, the last few days draining his pack both emotionally as
well as physically.
    “Mitch, it’s for
you,” Kari called from the kitchen.
    “Who is it?” he
asked as he walked in.
    “I didn’t ask.”
She passed him the phone.
    “Yeah?” he asked.
    “I know where
your sister is,” the male voice said on the other end of the line.
    “Where is she?
Who is this?” he demanded.
    “Meet me in the
parking lot of the Brookville general store in twenty minutes. I’ll fill you in
when you get here.” The line went dead.
    Kari stared at him
as he held the phone, his whole body shaking in both fear and anger.
    “He says he
knows where Anya is.”
    “Is she okay? What
happened?”
    “He didn’t say.
Look, I have to go. Call Reese and tell him to meet me at the Brookville general
store in fifteen minutes,” he ordered as he raced to grab his boots and coat
again before bolting out the door.
    The drive took just
under fifteen minutes, and as he pulled into the parking lot, he saw his beta’s
truck pulling in behind him. Brookville was afforded neutral territory by the
surrounding packs. Therefore, no blood could be shed by a werewolf there
without breaking the laws. Whoever had called him must have known that, and
Mitch assumed it was another werewolf.
    As he got out of
his car so did Reese and both of them looked around. Mitch had filled him in
when he’d called him on the way there. Movement from across the street caught
both their attentions as a large mountain of a man crossed toward them. Mitch
knew who it was—the Temple Island pack’s alpha, Dante, and the hairs on the
nape of his neck bristled. He had both his hands stuffed into his coat pockets,
and he wasn’t alone. Four of his pack members were with him, and they walked
toward where Mitch and Reese stood.
    The other alpha
eyed him and snorted slightly. He smelled heavily of salt air and cologne.
    “Where’s my
sister? Is she all right?” Mitch demanded.
    “She’s fine for
now.”
    “What do you
mean for now?” he asked as he his rage built.
    “I’ve come to
make a trade.”
    “What?” Mitch
snapped.
    “Bring Cora back
to Temple Island before tomorrow’s sunset, and you can have Anya back.”
    “How do I know
you even have her?” he demanded with a growl.
    “Here, this is
for you,” Dante said as he pulled his