He’s been seen spending a lot of free time with Ray and his cronies over the last couple of months, so this is definitely Ray’s handiwork.” Duncan sent back . “He’s still alive, but he’s out cold.”
“I hear sirens headed this way. We better head out before they get here. It would look really strange to outsiders to pull up on an accident that was surrounded by wolves. It’s probably only the Lightfoots, but we can’t take any chances, and you need to get some clothes on before they get here, Teaghen. We won’t be far.” Duncan slowly backed away from the truck, and with a gesture of his head, all the wolves followed in behind him, disappearing into the surrounding forest.
Shifting back to human form, Teaghen walked back to his truck and opened the door.
“Reach under the front seat, baby, and hand me the bag that’s there. It’s got an extra change of clothes in it.” Kianna quickly found the bag and handed it to Teaghen.
“Who is it?” she asked. “Is he dead?”
“He’s not dead, but he might wish he were once we get through with him.” Teaghen growled low in his throat as he finished getting dressed.
“It’s one of your employees, Kianna. He’s been spotted by some of our pack hanging out in town with Ray and his cronies, so I’m pretty damn sure Ray sent him.”
Just then, two police cruisers pulled up to the scene, Jack Lightfoot exiting from one.
“What the hell happened here, Teag? Looks like you got into a little bump and grind with this guy,” Jack said as a scowled down at the damage to the back of Teaghen’s truck.
“The little bastard tried to run Kia and me off the road,” Teaghen explained.
The two other officers that had shown up with Jack were busy making sure that the scene was secure and that the guy in the truck was still alive.
It wasn’t long before the ambulance arrived and began assessing and then loading the injured man. Jack walked over and was talking to the paramedics, trying to get some information before they headed off to the hospital. From their position, it looked like the young man had regained consciousness and was also speaking with Jack.
As the paramedics pulled away, a smaller truck pulled up to the scene.
Ray and an unfamiliar man stepped from the truck and strolled over to Kianna’s side of the truck. Before Jack could stop him, Teaghen was around the truck and had Ray’s throat in his hand. Ray’s face was turning a lovely shade of red as Teaghen tightened his grip.
Grabbing the hand at Ray’s throat, Jack tried to pull Teaghen off of Ray to no avail. Finally, Kianna got out of the truck and yelled to him to let Ray go.
Teaghen wanted nothing more than to snap the little prick’s neck, but he could feel and then, through his rage-filled haze, hear Kianna yelling at him to stop.
Releasing Ray Deacon was probably a mistake, but he didn’t want to upset his mate any more than she already was.
“Your sister just saved your sorry ass, Ray. Next time you go after my woman, even her pleas won’t stop me from killing you.”
Teaghen wanted to shift and run. Whenever he got angry, that was how he worked it off. It freed his mind and soul when he ran in wolf form. This time he couldn’t do it right away. He had to make sure his mate was safe before he could run.
Teaghen could hear Ray yelling at Jack about the way he had been treated.
“I haven’t done anything wrong,” he screamed. “For fuck’s sake, I wasn’t even here.”
Jack looked at Ray and then at the truck in the ditch. Hopefully, the driver was smart enough to realize that he’d be going to jail for Ray if he didn’t talk.
“You may not have been here, Ray, but that boy in the truck works for you and everybody around here knows how pissed you are because your daddy left everything to your sister. Maybe you hired him to get rid of her,” Jack yelled back at Ray.
Teaghen was pretty sure that’s what was happening, but without concrete proof, there wasn’t a
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