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Authors: Jody Morse, Jayme Morse
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Sam? Luke questioned again through mind-speak, reaching for her hand.
When his skin brushed against hers, the fiery ice feeling radiated through the top of her hand. It didn’t feel any stronger than it normally did, but then again, their bond had strengthened ever since they had formed the Tala pack. That was what had been so strange about being mated to Declan, too; she’d had really strong feelings for both of them .
Samara’s attraction to Luke was part of why she knew that she couldn’t bring up the photo that made her believe he had killed Brad. If she found out that he had, it was going to hurt—not just emotionally, but physically, too. It was going to hurt to know that Luke was capable of hurting her in that way, especially after she had chosen to marry him because it seemed like he was more loyal to he r than Declan could have been.
Now that she had lost Declan, it seemed even harder for her to bring up the picture. What if she lost Luke, too?
I’m fine, Samara replied, turning to Luke. I’m not upset. I just have a headache. Well, I’m sort of upset to find out that my grandfather really did die. It’s not exactly what I was hoping we would find out on this trip, you know?
I know what you mean. It made me feel hopeful to know that Joe McKinley still might have been alive, too, Luke admitted to her. He pushed a piece of hair behind her ear before leaning in and giving her a small peck on the lips.
“Sam? Are you listening to me?” Colby asked urgently.
Samara broke her kiss with Luke and turned to Colby. “No, what is it?” she asked, noticing the look of worry that filled his eyes.
“Look,” Colby whispered, pointing his chin at the door.
Samara followed his gaze and quickly realized what he was motioning to. The tall muscular figure and the dark hair were undeniably familiar. It was Darren . . . and he was ther e in the restaurant with them.
“Shit, what are we gonna do?” Luke whispered quietly. In an even lower voice, he asked, “Do you think he knows we’re here?”
“No, I don’t think so,” Colby said quietly, holding a dessert menu in front of his face to shield it from Darren’s view. “He would have come over here already if he knew. He definitely can’t smell us, since we used wolfsbane not that long ago.”
Samara tried not to make it too obvious that she was staring at Darren, but she followed him with her eyes until he was out the back door of the restaurant. “Shit, he’s going to recognize our cars.”
“I doubt it,” Seth replied. “It’s not like there’s anything noteworthy about those cars. There are probably tons of Honda Civics and pickup trucks.”
“Not with Pennsylvania license plates,” Luke pointed out.
“But it’s dark out,” Penelope pointed out. “Maybe he won’t even notice.”
They all watched as a pair of headlights reflected against the windows before pulling out of the parking lot. Samara breathed a sigh of relief,
“Well, what are we waiting for?” Colby asked. “We should follow him.”
Samara slapped some cash on the table, knowing that their waitress would be very happy with the huge tip she would be getting. “Let’s go.”
They all ran out of the restaurant and piled back into their cars. There was only one pair of headlights going down the street, but with the space between their cars, Samara was afraid that they would end up losing track of where Darren was going.
Luckily, they were able to follow him about five miles down the road before Darren turned onto a back road. Luke turned his headlights off and followed him onto the road. Seth and Chris followed suit.
Darren didn’t seem to notice that they were following him, or if he did, he didn’t make it known. He only kept moving forward until he reached his intended designation: a clearing nestled in between a barrier of trees on both sides.
As they all parked their cars about one hundred feet away so that no one would hear them, Samara noticed
Sam? Luke questioned again through mind-speak, reaching for her hand.
When his skin brushed against hers, the fiery ice feeling radiated through the top of her hand. It didn’t feel any stronger than it normally did, but then again, their bond had strengthened ever since they had formed the Tala pack. That was what had been so strange about being mated to Declan, too; she’d had really strong feelings for both of them .
Samara’s attraction to Luke was part of why she knew that she couldn’t bring up the photo that made her believe he had killed Brad. If she found out that he had, it was going to hurt—not just emotionally, but physically, too. It was going to hurt to know that Luke was capable of hurting her in that way, especially after she had chosen to marry him because it seemed like he was more loyal to he r than Declan could have been.
Now that she had lost Declan, it seemed even harder for her to bring up the picture. What if she lost Luke, too?
I’m fine, Samara replied, turning to Luke. I’m not upset. I just have a headache. Well, I’m sort of upset to find out that my grandfather really did die. It’s not exactly what I was hoping we would find out on this trip, you know?
I know what you mean. It made me feel hopeful to know that Joe McKinley still might have been alive, too, Luke admitted to her. He pushed a piece of hair behind her ear before leaning in and giving her a small peck on the lips.
“Sam? Are you listening to me?” Colby asked urgently.
Samara broke her kiss with Luke and turned to Colby. “No, what is it?” she asked, noticing the look of worry that filled his eyes.
“Look,” Colby whispered, pointing his chin at the door.
Samara followed his gaze and quickly realized what he was motioning to. The tall muscular figure and the dark hair were undeniably familiar. It was Darren . . . and he was ther e in the restaurant with them.
“Shit, what are we gonna do?” Luke whispered quietly. In an even lower voice, he asked, “Do you think he knows we’re here?”
“No, I don’t think so,” Colby said quietly, holding a dessert menu in front of his face to shield it from Darren’s view. “He would have come over here already if he knew. He definitely can’t smell us, since we used wolfsbane not that long ago.”
Samara tried not to make it too obvious that she was staring at Darren, but she followed him with her eyes until he was out the back door of the restaurant. “Shit, he’s going to recognize our cars.”
“I doubt it,” Seth replied. “It’s not like there’s anything noteworthy about those cars. There are probably tons of Honda Civics and pickup trucks.”
“Not with Pennsylvania license plates,” Luke pointed out.
“But it’s dark out,” Penelope pointed out. “Maybe he won’t even notice.”
They all watched as a pair of headlights reflected against the windows before pulling out of the parking lot. Samara breathed a sigh of relief,
“Well, what are we waiting for?” Colby asked. “We should follow him.”
Samara slapped some cash on the table, knowing that their waitress would be very happy with the huge tip she would be getting. “Let’s go.”
They all ran out of the restaurant and piled back into their cars. There was only one pair of headlights going down the street, but with the space between their cars, Samara was afraid that they would end up losing track of where Darren was going.
Luckily, they were able to follow him about five miles down the road before Darren turned onto a back road. Luke turned his headlights off and followed him onto the road. Seth and Chris followed suit.
Darren didn’t seem to notice that they were following him, or if he did, he didn’t make it known. He only kept moving forward until he reached his intended designation: a clearing nestled in between a barrier of trees on both sides.
As they all parked their cars about one hundred feet away so that no one would hear them, Samara noticed
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