ground, holding a
protective arm over her stomach.
"We need to get out of here. Are you
hurt?"
The woman moved slightly, nodding and
sobbing at the same time. She mumbled something that even Jordan's werewolf
hearing couldn't discern so he moved closer.
"It's okay. I'm going to get you out of
here," he said, dropping to his knees in front of the injured, naked
woman. "Can you tell me where you're hurt?"
"I told them it wouldn't work,"
the woman mumbled as she again moved slightly. "I guess I was wrong."
The Taser fucking
hurt—like seriously fucking hurt—but
it was the bullet to the back that dropped him to the ground. Jordan managed to
change back into his wolf form, but before he could turn and bite any of his
attackers a sharp sting at his throat and a sudden heat through his veins made
everything blur. He fought it, biting viciously at the hand holding the syringe
even as a heavy, booted foot slammed into his ribs over and over.
Damn, he should have called Ricky and let
him know he'd been on his way back to him. He didn't want to die without at
least once having the chance to tell his mate how much he loved him.
Chapter Eight
"Hey, Ricky," his dad said in a
jovial tone, his voice a little bit tinny despite the high quality audio of
Rick's voicemail. "I guess you're busy with your mate, so I won't interrupt.
I just wanted to check in and say 'hi.'"
Rick barely heard the rest of his dad's
message as endless questions ran through his mind. Why would his dad think he
was busy with Jordan? The man had left two days ago and showed no signs of ever
coming back. Hell, the guy wouldn't even answer his cell phone.
If that didn't mean he'd changed his mind
about a relationship, Rick wasn't sure what did.
"Bad news?" Lilly asked as she
stepped into his office.
"I don't know," Rick said,
mentally replaying his dad's words and tone in his mind. Perhaps his dad had
simply assumed that because Jordan wasn't in Lupinville that he was here with
Rick. "I missed a call from my dad. It doesn't sound like it was important
though."
"So why does it have you so
upset?"
"That's really annoying, you
know," Rick said, but in a tone that showed he wasn't really mad. Either
Lilly understood him way better than anyone else he'd ever met, or the woman
could read minds. Too often he'd been left feeling transparent under her
watchful gaze.
Lilly laughed. "You're not the first to
call me annoying, and you won't be the last, but if you want to talk about it,
I'm also a pretty good listener."
Rick smiled and nodded his thanks. All of
the Alateeka siblings had made similar offers over the past month. It was a
rather stressful job, but so far he was coping pretty well. "I'm just
missing Jordan. Dad apparently thinks he's here with me, but maybe that's just
another sign that he took off and doesn't plan to come back."
"Why would your dad make that
assumption? I get the impression he's pretty protective of you."
"Story of my life," Rick said with
another laugh, glancing out the window at the security guard's station just
outside the front gate. Lilly apparently followed his gaze.
"You know you're not a prisoner,
right?" she asked in a very serious tone.
"Oh, I know that," he said
quickly, worried that he'd offended one of the people who'd shown him nothing
but kindness. "Believe me, after my dad got abducted when he was mistaken
for me a few years ago, I'm very happy to be surrounded by people who can
protect me while I get lost in cyberspace."
It felt a little bit claustrophobic
sometimes to have his own security detail like he was some kind of rock star,
but he'd never felt like he couldn't go where he wanted. It just required a
little bit of forward planning, and since he'd never been the type to actually
want to go out to buy groceries or shop for clothes and stuff, he had no
problem getting everything delivered and working most of the time.
He was so lost in his own thoughts, mentally
circling back to the message he'd just
protective arm over her stomach.
"We need to get out of here. Are you
hurt?"
The woman moved slightly, nodding and
sobbing at the same time. She mumbled something that even Jordan's werewolf
hearing couldn't discern so he moved closer.
"It's okay. I'm going to get you out of
here," he said, dropping to his knees in front of the injured, naked
woman. "Can you tell me where you're hurt?"
"I told them it wouldn't work,"
the woman mumbled as she again moved slightly. "I guess I was wrong."
The Taser fucking
hurt—like seriously fucking hurt—but
it was the bullet to the back that dropped him to the ground. Jordan managed to
change back into his wolf form, but before he could turn and bite any of his
attackers a sharp sting at his throat and a sudden heat through his veins made
everything blur. He fought it, biting viciously at the hand holding the syringe
even as a heavy, booted foot slammed into his ribs over and over.
Damn, he should have called Ricky and let
him know he'd been on his way back to him. He didn't want to die without at
least once having the chance to tell his mate how much he loved him.
Chapter Eight
"Hey, Ricky," his dad said in a
jovial tone, his voice a little bit tinny despite the high quality audio of
Rick's voicemail. "I guess you're busy with your mate, so I won't interrupt.
I just wanted to check in and say 'hi.'"
Rick barely heard the rest of his dad's
message as endless questions ran through his mind. Why would his dad think he
was busy with Jordan? The man had left two days ago and showed no signs of ever
coming back. Hell, the guy wouldn't even answer his cell phone.
If that didn't mean he'd changed his mind
about a relationship, Rick wasn't sure what did.
"Bad news?" Lilly asked as she
stepped into his office.
"I don't know," Rick said,
mentally replaying his dad's words and tone in his mind. Perhaps his dad had
simply assumed that because Jordan wasn't in Lupinville that he was here with
Rick. "I missed a call from my dad. It doesn't sound like it was important
though."
"So why does it have you so
upset?"
"That's really annoying, you
know," Rick said, but in a tone that showed he wasn't really mad. Either
Lilly understood him way better than anyone else he'd ever met, or the woman
could read minds. Too often he'd been left feeling transparent under her
watchful gaze.
Lilly laughed. "You're not the first to
call me annoying, and you won't be the last, but if you want to talk about it,
I'm also a pretty good listener."
Rick smiled and nodded his thanks. All of
the Alateeka siblings had made similar offers over the past month. It was a
rather stressful job, but so far he was coping pretty well. "I'm just
missing Jordan. Dad apparently thinks he's here with me, but maybe that's just
another sign that he took off and doesn't plan to come back."
"Why would your dad make that
assumption? I get the impression he's pretty protective of you."
"Story of my life," Rick said with
another laugh, glancing out the window at the security guard's station just
outside the front gate. Lilly apparently followed his gaze.
"You know you're not a prisoner,
right?" she asked in a very serious tone.
"Oh, I know that," he said
quickly, worried that he'd offended one of the people who'd shown him nothing
but kindness. "Believe me, after my dad got abducted when he was mistaken
for me a few years ago, I'm very happy to be surrounded by people who can
protect me while I get lost in cyberspace."
It felt a little bit claustrophobic
sometimes to have his own security detail like he was some kind of rock star,
but he'd never felt like he couldn't go where he wanted. It just required a
little bit of forward planning, and since he'd never been the type to actually
want to go out to buy groceries or shop for clothes and stuff, he had no
problem getting everything delivered and working most of the time.
He was so lost in his own thoughts, mentally
circling back to the message he'd just
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