magic.
I’m too weak, she whispered back. I can’t use my magic.
Yes you can, Trace promised. You can use it if you need to defend yourself, and you will. You are stronger than you think, Gypsy. Closing his eyes tightly, Trace took a deep breath. Fighting to push away the roaring pain in his head, he continued. Let me tell you about my team.
Team? Gypsy asked confused. With everything they’d discussed, Trace hadn’t mentioned RARE. But he figured now would be the time to do it since his team was about to make an appearance. She needed to know she could trust his teammates to get them out of there. She’d been through so much already, he didn’t want her to be terrified of them too.
Yes, my team. We call ourselves RARE. It stands for Rescue And Retrieval Extractions. That’s what we do, Gypsy. We find people that have been kidnapped and we rescue them. My team will find us. They’ll get us out of here , he promised.
You never told me about them, she said softly. You were protecting them.
They’re my family, he responded. I will protect them with my life. Slowly, Gypsy raised her head and looked at him. Reaching out, she carefully, painfully, inched her way back over to his cell.
Tell me about them, she said weakly as she pushed herself into a sitting position and leaned back against the hard concrete wall. Tell me what they are like.
Well, Angel is our leader, our Alpha, he started. She’s tough as nails and you obey her orders or you are out. But she’s fair and she is the first one there if anyone messes with her family. That’s what we are, a family. Smiling ruefully, he said, Angel is also the first one to kick your ass if you mess up. Nico is her right hand man. He found his mate back in April when her daughter, Lily, was kidnapped by the General...
The General? Gypsy interrupted in confusion. Aren’t generals good guys in the army or something?
Growling lowly, Trace said, Normally they are, but this guy is as messed up as they come. A psychotic son of a bitch that gets off on having his men beat and rape women. He has some kind of breeding program going on... At Gypsy’s startled gasp, Trace decided he’d better start at the beginning. As he told Gypsy about their first encounter with the General he silently prayed his team would get there soon. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold out.
Chapter 8
R ARE fanned out, making their way silently through the jungle under the cover of the night. Jade made sure she was on Jinx’s six like he’d taught her years ago. No matter what anyone else thought, this wasn’t her first mission. She’d gone with Jinx on several ops, none sanctioned by the General, of course. The General had no idea what Jade was capable of. If he did, he would be fighting a lot harder to get her back.
They were a mile out from the mansion and the closer they got, the harder it was getting for Jade to control her wolf who wanted to get to Trace now. I need help, she admitted reluctantly to Jinx. As much as she wanted to prove to the team that she could handle the mission, right now if she didn’t get her wolf under control she would blow the op for everyone.
Stopping abruptly, Jinx faced her and put both hands on her shoulders. Looking directly into her eyes, he growled deeply, once again letting out some of his power and forcing Jade’s wolf back. After several precious minutes, Jade rested her hands on Jinx’s and squeezed lightly. Without a word, they continued on as one to their destination.
When they were 500 yards out the team slowed their pace, moving stealthily and keeping an eye out for the enemy. Taking her sniper rifle, Rikki scaled a tree, finding a place to hide in its branches just a couple hundred yards from the main gate surrounding the estate. Storm took up residence in another tree just south of Rikki. Normally Storm preferred to be in the middle of the
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