was not required to speak to Blasius.
“There are five people buried here, including your…partner,” Tristan said.
“Five,” Rhyan said, frowning at nothing in particular. “So only
four of those other men, those hunters, were killed?”
“Yes,” Tristan nodded.
“I counted at least five of them. One of them got away before you could finish him off,” Rhyan said, jumping to his feet and walking away from the graves.
Blasius quickly followed him. “Where are you going?”
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“To tell your leader or alpha or whatever that someone else might be coming back here with backup,” Rhyan said, not looking back at them as he hurried back down the hill.
58 Marcy Jacks
Chapter Seven
Now that Ryan knew there might be one of those motherfuckers alive who was responsible for Decker’s death, he found himself a little less torn between staying and attempting another escape.
His connection to Blasius was one thing, but now that there was a killer out there, who very well might’ve been the one to pull the trigger that blew off the back of Decker’s head, he was a lot more interested in what being a werewolf could do for him in terms of hunting the man down and killing him.
James, the alpha with the scarred face, had rubbed his hand over his forehead, most notably over the eyebrow that was half missing. He didn’t look tired by any stretch of the imagination, but he did look like the constant news of hunters coming to kill him and his pack was really starting to annoy him.
Ryan could hardly blame him. As much as he loved the cat-and-mouse chase involved in a crime spree, there were those times when he had to stop and wonder when it would all stop.
“Everything was pretty chaotic that day,” James had said when they had their meeting. “It was nearly impossible for us to know just how many other hunters their leader called in for backup. You sure about this?”
“I can’t be sure about exactly how many there were,” Ryan was forced to admit. “But Tristan said you only buried four hunters and Decker. I counted at least five men shooting at your pack that day.”
Based only on what Ryan had been able to count, the fact that there could be more of them out there than what he’d seen was left
unsaid.
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James was the kind of guy who didn’t need Ryan to spell things
out for him. He liked that about the other man.
“Mick?” James had asked, and another large male stepped closer
to their group.
“Yes?”
“How many men do we have on sentry?”
Mick told him, and James cursed.
“Almost all our alphas,” he said.
Mick nodded. “Including Isaac. Even the vampires have started helping out by doing night rounds.”
That made Ryan sit a little straighter in his chair. Vampires? Did he just say frickin’ vampires?
James drummed his fingers on the table. “I don’t want a repeat of what happened the last time. It’s not in their nature, but the omegas are going to have to learn to defend themselves so that the alphas won’t have as much to worry about.”
“But they’re already learning how to use firearms with Isaac and Jason,” Mick said.
“That’s not exactly good enough when there aren’t enough guns for even half the omegas here to use. I don’t want that many firearms on my land anyway,” James said. “The last thing I want is for one of the pups to get their hands on them and hurt someone, or themselves.”
Mick nodded. “I can gather a few omegas up who will be willing to learn. Tristan will probably be the most interested, and with Isaac to help him, the both of them can better convince the omegas that this is the way to go.”
“They don’t need convincing,” James said, lacing his fingers together. “They’re going to
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