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disturb the shifters and alert them to her
presence, she checked the source of each flare of energy, hoping to locate
Jackson or Durant, but every source led back to one thing—the circus.
Taggert kept glancing at her as they walked, and she feared
he’d smack into a tree. When she couldn’t absorb more energy without giving
away their location, she finally cut off the stream. “I’m not able to locate
any shifters outside the circus.”
“So you couldn’t find Durant and Jackson?”
Raven shook her head in defeat, pissed with herself at the
failure. Without the help of her beast to either contact her men or consume the
excess energy, she was basically useless. “I can’t continue the search without risking
that they’ll find us. I don’t understand why the shifters continue to work at
that horrible place.”
“They’re bound to their pack. Even if they wanted to fight,
they wouldn’t be strong enough.”
She threw up her hands in the air, completely exasperated. “They
could run.”
Taggert shook his head even before she finished. “As soon as
they run, they’re marked as a rogue.”
Raven paled at the implications. “Giving everyone legal
permission to hunt and kill them.”
The burnout rate must be extremely high. Her pulse raced as
things began falling into place. “They must constantly need more shifters who
can contribute, ones they can control.”
Taggert gave her a pointed look. “Or ones who have something
to lose.”
The meaning of the reading smacked her upside the head.
They wanted her men and planned to use her to get them.
Rave increased her stride, growing more anxious to find
Durant and Jackson and put as much distance between them and the circus from
hell.
Chapter Seven
A s they reached to the backend of the circus,
Raven stumbled to a stop and cursed. “What the devil?”
She expected a parking lot and a quick getaway.
Instead, they encountered a forest with cars parked
haphazardly between the trees, no rhyme or reason to the chaos.
Taggert looked grim. “We need to search.”
Raven nodded, and they split up, keeping within ten feet of
each other by silent agreement. The delay made her nervous. The farther the
circus fell behind, the more the crippling jealousy faded. Without all the
people surrounding them, her emotions normalized. She wished she could say the
same for her embarrassment.
She’d acted like a possessive lover.
It didn’t seem to matter that she had no right.
As they wandered deeper into the dark forest, they stumbled
upon more and more vehicles, but none of them their station wagon. The guys
would’ve tried to keep out of the way, but these cars had purposefully been
hidden, someone had gone to great lengths to ensure no one would find them.
Worry solidified like a ball of lead in her gut, and she
couldn’t help be grateful to have Taggert at her side. She glanced at him from
the corner of her eyes, her lips still tingling from his mind-blowing kiss. She
released the stranglehold on the stuffed animal she held, stroking its fur, a
poor substitute for the real thing. Thankfully, Taggert seemed oblivious to her
thoughts as he scanned their surroundings until she noticed that his gaze kept
landing on her after a few seconds.
She wasn’t sure if he thought she would disappear or if he
wanted to pounce on her.
She pushed away the chaotic thoughts, hating that she was
growing so aware of the men thanks to the dragon messing with her emotions. The
beast made it impossible for her to ignore them as she had in the past.
The absolute silence from the forest became heavy and began
to prey on her nerves.
No animals foraging.
No insects.
It wasn’t natural.
Cheering rose from the circus, and she shivered, not sure
she wanted to know what was happening. It couldn’t be anything good.
It made her nervous she couldn’t sense anyone giving chase.
That she couldn’t see and take down the threat.
What the hell were they
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