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way," Rick said, trying to hold himself together as Lilly came back into
the office with a huge tray of food.
"No, Rick, he couldn't have. We were
talking about how happy he made you. How I believed that you two are mates for
a reason." Trent said something in the background that Rick didn't quite
catch.
"What was that?"
"Trent said Jordan phoned the alpha on
his way out of town to discuss plans for you to become a werewolf. Honestly,
son, there's no explanation for him to not be there. Everything he said and did suggested he was planning a life with you."
"Would he have changed his mind on the
way here?" Rick asked, trying to hold himself together as the idea that something else might have happened to his mate finally began to sink in. Lupinville werewolves
could heal most injuries, but they weren't invulnerable. They could still die
if their wounds were severe enough to interfere with the change of forms.
"Rick, Trent is talking to the alpha
right now. We'll figure out what happened. We'll find him for you."
The tears that blurred his vision and the
emotion closing his throat made it hard to reply, but his dad heard him anyway.
"Thanks, Dad."
"I'll call you back, Rick. As soon as
we know anything, I'll call you back."
It was lucky Rick didn't need to see the
screen on his phone to be able to hang up, because he couldn't seem to stop the
tears blurring his vision. He'd forgotten Lilly was in the room until he heard
her on the phone talking to one of her brothers.
"Brody, we need some eyes in the
sky."
Rick didn't hear what the man replied, but
Lilly quickly filled him in on the details, exchanged a couple of playful
insults with her twin brother, and then hung up.
"Okay, it's likely to be a few hours
before we hear anything from anyone. Is there anywhere you can think that
Jordan might have stopped on his way here?"
Rick closed his eyes, replaying nearly every
conversation he'd had with Jordan over and over in his head. Despair was
threatening to overwhelm him when he finally remembered the necklace.
He jolted guiltily. It had been a horrible
thing to do—and an awful invasion of his mate's privacy—and he'd promised
himself he'd never use it.
"What aren't you telling me?"
Lilly asked with an excited grin as if she already knew he'd implanted Jordan's
gift with a GPS tracking device.
"I…um…tagged him."
Lilly laughed, sounding absolutely
delighted.
"Drop the guilt and get on the
computer," Lilly said in a rather bossy tone. "If your man doesn't
want to be found then he can tell us that himself when we find him."
Rick nodded and did exactly as ordered.
Chapter Nine
Jordan sniffed the food, smelled the drugs
that were supposed to keep him compliant—he'd made that mistake yesterday when he'd thought he'd be best to keep his
strength up so he was ready to escape the moment he got the opportunity—and
refused to eat the spoonful of raw meat that was pushed against his snout. His
captor didn't look particularly pleased, but since Jordan was inside a
steel-walled truck, locked inside a very solid cage, and wearing both leg and
arm manacles that kept him at an awkward, strength-sapping position, his captor
didn't look particularly worried either.
"Your choice, asshole," the guy
said as he flicked the spoon and dumped the raw meat into Jordan's fur. Jordan
didn't bother to react. That would simply be a waste of energy. His only chance
of escape was when they finished traveling and transferred him from this cage
to wherever they intended to keep him.
The only thing he was certain about was why he'd been abducted. Rick's name had
come up in more than one conversation between the three morons holding him
captive. It was almost hilarious that they intended to use Jordan to try and
manipulate Rick into helping them with a poorly thought-out plan to defraud
several banks via the Internet.
Rick may care enough for Jordan to do as
they asked, but his mate wasn't stupid. He'd know Jordan's captors
way," Rick said, trying to hold himself together as Lilly came back into
the office with a huge tray of food.
"No, Rick, he couldn't have. We were
talking about how happy he made you. How I believed that you two are mates for
a reason." Trent said something in the background that Rick didn't quite
catch.
"What was that?"
"Trent said Jordan phoned the alpha on
his way out of town to discuss plans for you to become a werewolf. Honestly,
son, there's no explanation for him to not be there. Everything he said and did suggested he was planning a life with you."
"Would he have changed his mind on the
way here?" Rick asked, trying to hold himself together as the idea that something else might have happened to his mate finally began to sink in. Lupinville werewolves
could heal most injuries, but they weren't invulnerable. They could still die
if their wounds were severe enough to interfere with the change of forms.
"Rick, Trent is talking to the alpha
right now. We'll figure out what happened. We'll find him for you."
The tears that blurred his vision and the
emotion closing his throat made it hard to reply, but his dad heard him anyway.
"Thanks, Dad."
"I'll call you back, Rick. As soon as
we know anything, I'll call you back."
It was lucky Rick didn't need to see the
screen on his phone to be able to hang up, because he couldn't seem to stop the
tears blurring his vision. He'd forgotten Lilly was in the room until he heard
her on the phone talking to one of her brothers.
"Brody, we need some eyes in the
sky."
Rick didn't hear what the man replied, but
Lilly quickly filled him in on the details, exchanged a couple of playful
insults with her twin brother, and then hung up.
"Okay, it's likely to be a few hours
before we hear anything from anyone. Is there anywhere you can think that
Jordan might have stopped on his way here?"
Rick closed his eyes, replaying nearly every
conversation he'd had with Jordan over and over in his head. Despair was
threatening to overwhelm him when he finally remembered the necklace.
He jolted guiltily. It had been a horrible
thing to do—and an awful invasion of his mate's privacy—and he'd promised
himself he'd never use it.
"What aren't you telling me?"
Lilly asked with an excited grin as if she already knew he'd implanted Jordan's
gift with a GPS tracking device.
"I…um…tagged him."
Lilly laughed, sounding absolutely
delighted.
"Drop the guilt and get on the
computer," Lilly said in a rather bossy tone. "If your man doesn't
want to be found then he can tell us that himself when we find him."
Rick nodded and did exactly as ordered.
Chapter Nine
Jordan sniffed the food, smelled the drugs
that were supposed to keep him compliant—he'd made that mistake yesterday when he'd thought he'd be best to keep his
strength up so he was ready to escape the moment he got the opportunity—and
refused to eat the spoonful of raw meat that was pushed against his snout. His
captor didn't look particularly pleased, but since Jordan was inside a
steel-walled truck, locked inside a very solid cage, and wearing both leg and
arm manacles that kept him at an awkward, strength-sapping position, his captor
didn't look particularly worried either.
"Your choice, asshole," the guy
said as he flicked the spoon and dumped the raw meat into Jordan's fur. Jordan
didn't bother to react. That would simply be a waste of energy. His only chance
of escape was when they finished traveling and transferred him from this cage
to wherever they intended to keep him.
The only thing he was certain about was why he'd been abducted. Rick's name had
come up in more than one conversation between the three morons holding him
captive. It was almost hilarious that they intended to use Jordan to try and
manipulate Rick into helping them with a poorly thought-out plan to defraud
several banks via the Internet.
Rick may care enough for Jordan to do as
they asked, but his mate wasn't stupid. He'd know Jordan's captors
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