Wendy.
Wendy immediately rocked back on her heels, her face
crumpling up as though she might cry. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?” Steph went to her, wrapped her arms around
her best friend. “What’s wrong, honey? You can tell me.”
“I don’t know. I thought for sure I wouldn’t ever.” Wendy
gasped a little, hugging her back. “This is all my fault.”
“Nonsense.” Whatever happened, Wendy was one of the good
guys.
“No. He followed me here. I can smell him now. I thought at
the hospital I could, but it was so medicinal. He—”
“He who?” Brett asked, coming to peer into Wendy’s face.
God, he was big.
“It’s not your problem!” Wendy snapped.
“My Packlands, my problem.” Brett got right in her business,
which put him right at Steph’s ear.
“Guys. Guys, careful.” Things were getting a little intense.
Brett grabbed Steph by the upper arms and moved her by the
simple act of picking her up and setting her down out of the way.
Okay. Okay, whoa. Also, wow. Steph didn’t have the foggiest
idea what to do next.
“You’re an asshole. The goddamn alphas always are. I really
need to find a town without a goddamn pack.” Wendy poked Brett in the chest
with one finger.
Brett’s nostrils flared, then the man’s eyes went gold as
she’d only seen her boys’ do. “Who is attacking people in my town!”
A low growl sounded behind Steph and she spun, staring at a
huge, dark wolf crouching there in the grass, teeth bared as it watched her.
“Uh. Guys?”
“Shit!” Brett whirled, and it was as though she was watching
a movie or something. Where there had been a man, there was a wolf, a big,
fuzzy gray one. He snarled, hackles up. That was damn impressive.
“Wendy?” Steph backed up a step. “Wendy, oh Goddess.”
“Go, Steph. Run. You’re just going to get hurt if you stay.”
Wendy’s eyes were glowing. “I’ll call you.”
“Okay. I… I’ll have my phone…” She took off in a dead run,
her heart slamming in her chest as she sprinted to her car. She could hear war
happening behind her and she got to her Prius and slammed the door, grabbing
her phone to call 911.
When Jordan answered, she almost dropped the phone. She
hadn’t called the boys, had she? She pulled the phone back, Shaw’s picture on
the screen. Damn
“Steph? Baby girl, what is it?”
“Jordan? Jordan, there’s a big wolf and Wendy and your boss,
I mean the big guy, the lumberjack one, they’re all fighting and I was going to
call the police because they told me to run and I did, but I’m in the car and I
don’t know what to do and I called you!”
“Breathe, baby. Just breathe. Are you out of harm’s way?”
Jordan could sound so reasonable, so calm. It gave her confidence.
“I’m in my car.” She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and
tried to center.
“Good. I want you to come here. To the ski shack out past
Mountain Park. Okay?”
“Now? Shouldn’t I help…” She wanted to go to them, more than
anything. Steph started the engine, starting to roll away when something hit
the hood with a thump. A wolf, running hard, followed by two others. She
couldn’t help her scream.
“Steph? Baby?” She could hear Jordan’s voice, sounding tinny
where she’d dropped the phone to the floorboard.
“Jordan!” She stepped on the gas, in pure panic mode.
“Jordan, I’m coming!”
Wendy and the big guy looked as though they could handle
themselves.
Chapter Ten
Jordan paced, waiting for their girl to show up. He wanted
to go after her, to make sure she was safe. Shaw had pointed out that they
might miss her, or worse, hit her on the road if she was driving too fast.
Her tiny little blue car was making the incline, just
barely, but he could see it now, crawling toward them.
Shaw ran out to the end of the short drive off the road,
waiting for her. They’d both been frantic, but Shaw was going to make himself
sick.
The car stuttered, then came on, Steph pulling into
Wendy immediately rocked back on her heels, her face
crumpling up as though she might cry. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?” Steph went to her, wrapped her arms around
her best friend. “What’s wrong, honey? You can tell me.”
“I don’t know. I thought for sure I wouldn’t ever.” Wendy
gasped a little, hugging her back. “This is all my fault.”
“Nonsense.” Whatever happened, Wendy was one of the good
guys.
“No. He followed me here. I can smell him now. I thought at
the hospital I could, but it was so medicinal. He—”
“He who?” Brett asked, coming to peer into Wendy’s face.
God, he was big.
“It’s not your problem!” Wendy snapped.
“My Packlands, my problem.” Brett got right in her business,
which put him right at Steph’s ear.
“Guys. Guys, careful.” Things were getting a little intense.
Brett grabbed Steph by the upper arms and moved her by the
simple act of picking her up and setting her down out of the way.
Okay. Okay, whoa. Also, wow. Steph didn’t have the foggiest
idea what to do next.
“You’re an asshole. The goddamn alphas always are. I really
need to find a town without a goddamn pack.” Wendy poked Brett in the chest
with one finger.
Brett’s nostrils flared, then the man’s eyes went gold as
she’d only seen her boys’ do. “Who is attacking people in my town!”
A low growl sounded behind Steph and she spun, staring at a
huge, dark wolf crouching there in the grass, teeth bared as it watched her.
“Uh. Guys?”
“Shit!” Brett whirled, and it was as though she was watching
a movie or something. Where there had been a man, there was a wolf, a big,
fuzzy gray one. He snarled, hackles up. That was damn impressive.
“Wendy?” Steph backed up a step. “Wendy, oh Goddess.”
“Go, Steph. Run. You’re just going to get hurt if you stay.”
Wendy’s eyes were glowing. “I’ll call you.”
“Okay. I… I’ll have my phone…” She took off in a dead run,
her heart slamming in her chest as she sprinted to her car. She could hear war
happening behind her and she got to her Prius and slammed the door, grabbing
her phone to call 911.
When Jordan answered, she almost dropped the phone. She
hadn’t called the boys, had she? She pulled the phone back, Shaw’s picture on
the screen. Damn
“Steph? Baby girl, what is it?”
“Jordan? Jordan, there’s a big wolf and Wendy and your boss,
I mean the big guy, the lumberjack one, they’re all fighting and I was going to
call the police because they told me to run and I did, but I’m in the car and I
don’t know what to do and I called you!”
“Breathe, baby. Just breathe. Are you out of harm’s way?”
Jordan could sound so reasonable, so calm. It gave her confidence.
“I’m in my car.” She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and
tried to center.
“Good. I want you to come here. To the ski shack out past
Mountain Park. Okay?”
“Now? Shouldn’t I help…” She wanted to go to them, more than
anything. Steph started the engine, starting to roll away when something hit
the hood with a thump. A wolf, running hard, followed by two others. She
couldn’t help her scream.
“Steph? Baby?” She could hear Jordan’s voice, sounding tinny
where she’d dropped the phone to the floorboard.
“Jordan!” She stepped on the gas, in pure panic mode.
“Jordan, I’m coming!”
Wendy and the big guy looked as though they could handle
themselves.
Chapter Ten
Jordan paced, waiting for their girl to show up. He wanted
to go after her, to make sure she was safe. Shaw had pointed out that they
might miss her, or worse, hit her on the road if she was driving too fast.
Her tiny little blue car was making the incline, just
barely, but he could see it now, crawling toward them.
Shaw ran out to the end of the short drive off the road,
waiting for her. They’d both been frantic, but Shaw was going to make himself
sick.
The car stuttered, then came on, Steph pulling into
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