large home. It was the middle of the night, so he didn’t see anyone else around. Finally finding the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator to see what he could find. Man, he had never seen a kitchen so well stocked before.
He rummaged around, grabbing things to make a plate with leftover roasted chicken and macaroni salad. The chicken should make a good sandwich. He normally didn’t eat heavy at night, but with little food today, it felt like his stomach was trying to claw its way out and smack him for not taking care of it.
Murphy turned to set the items on the counter and screamed at the top of his lungs.
There, in the kitchen window, was Maribel.
Chapter Five
Ludo shot off his bed and grabbed his jeans, quickly putting them on before running down the winding staircase and into the kitchen. His mate was passed out on the flagstone floor. Warriors swarmed the kitchen as Ludo pulled his mate’s head up, checking for lumps and bumps. He had a nice-sized goose egg on the back of his head. What the hell had happened in here?
“Maribel,” Murphy whimpered as he raised his hand to his head, cradling it.
“Your stalker?” Ludo asked.
“In the backyard, she was staring at me right through that kitchen window.” Ludo pulled his mate close, feeling tremors rack Murphy’s body as his mate pointed to the empty window. Was he telling the truth earlier?
Montana and Dagon shifted to wolf form as they searched the backyard. They came back in a few minutes later in human form, and shook their heads. “No tracks, nothing,” Montana said softly, looking down at Murphy with pity in his eyes.
Ludo looked back down at his mate. Maybe Murphy being crazy wasn’t a joke.
The only thing that puzzled him was the fact that there was no way he could fake such a response, but if his mind was off-balanced, then Murphy would think it was real.
Ludo glanced back down at his mate’s hand. Had Murphy done that to himself?
Ludo hugged his mate to his chest as he began a slow, rocking, back-and-forth rhythm. He felt tears stinging his eyes and a lump form in his throat. If Murphy was mentally ill, then he would make sure he received the best care possible. He would spare no expense in helping his mate get the treatment he needed to get better. Murphy had to get better. He would expect nothing less from whatever facility took his mate’s case.
“What’s going on?” Maverick asked from behind them.
“I’ll talk to you as soon as I put him to bed.” Ludo pulled Murphy from the floor and carried him upstairs, feeling like every step was weighted down. He pushed the door open and crossed the room to his bed. Ludo tucked his mate in, kissing him on his forehead as he brushed his beautiful brown curls from his gorgeous face.
“I’m not crazy. She was out there,” Murphy mumbled as his face pressed into Ludo’s hand.
“We’ll talk about it later, rebenka .” Ludo kissed him once more before shutting off the light and closing the door.
He searched out the resident doctor, asking Nicholas to have a look at Murphy’s bump on the head before descending the stairs and finding Maverick in his office.
Ludo closed the door and took a seat on the leather sofa. He rubbed his hands over his face as he stared at the floor for a moment, trying his best to make sense of the situation. He knew every warrior was gifted with a mate who had issues to work out, but Murphy’s seemed so devastating. It wasn’t a habit he could fight to control, or an ugly past he had to get past. This was mental. How the hell do you deal with something like that? He knew he had a long and hard road ahead of him.
Ludo wiped at his eyes as he sat back and stared at Maverick. “I’m not sure what’s going on. He claims that some woman is stalking him, hurting him.”
“And you don’t believe him?” Maverick asked.
They sat silently for a long time as Ludo tried to work everything out in his head. He couldn’t come up with a solution. He felt so damn
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