The girl is wearing a dress that barely covers her, and the top is mostly see-through. I groan inwardly as I take in how she looks. “Fuck, Evander. What the hell is she wearing? There is no way I will let her walk out of here dressed like that,” Conri says.
As we are waiting outside, the Alpha orders the Warriors to follow him to the Pack-house. Her Father looks around before he turns to us and hands me a piece of paper. “Give this to my Daughter once she is safe and the Council gives you permission,” he says. I peek inside to see a number written down.
I nod my head before I push it into my pocket. Conri walks back into the dungeons after ten minutes to take the girl to our SUV, and I see Pack-members gathering as Conri guides her over to the SUV.
One member looks murderous, while another has a small smile on her face, and I think I just found out who the girl’s guardian angel is. But I don’t understand why the male looks as if we took his Mate away from him. Unless, of course, she is his underaged Mate-that would explain his expression.
But if she is his Mate, then why didn’t he say anything? Or why was he not with her in the dungeon? I only have more questions than answers, and I need to talk to Conri about this. I also need to inform the Council about my thoughts, and I hope they will be able to help her.
The Alpha pulls the idiot out of the way so I can drive off with the girl in the backseat, and as I look in the rearview mirror, she closes her eyes. Within minutes, she is fast asleep. It gives me the chance to tell Conri my thoughts, and he quickly relays everything to the Council through an email.
“What do you think that piece of fabric was about?” Conri asks me, and I think back on the minuscule, red dress she had been wearing, cursing at Conri for putting that picture back in my head. I thought she had been gorgeous with that sheet wrapped around her, but seeing her in that dress…
I shake my head as if I can get rid of the image that way, and from the corner of my eye, I see that Conri isn’t doing much better. The sight of her in that dress affects both of us. We both softly chuckle as we adjust ourselves, and I keep an eye on our passenger.
A movement on the right side of the SUV pulls my attention away from her, and Conri is on high alert as he looks out the window, but there is nothing to see out there. I curse as something flies over the hood of the SUV, and Conri follows whatever it was into the forest.
A moment later, I curse loudly as I pull the steering wheel hard to the left-a wolf jumps out of the way in the nick of time, and a moment later, the wolf is back again. “A rogue on a suicide mission,” Conri mumbles as we swerve across the road, trying to avoid the wolf.
Conri is shouting at me to keep my eyes on the road, but he can’t watch both sides of the SUV at the same time, and I don’t want to ram this SUV into a wolf. “Left,” I hear from the backseat, and I manage to avoid him once again, but her next words freeze the blood in my veins.
“He won’t give up until he has me or until he is dead.”
Evander
It is a whisper, but it is a very clear whisper, and Conri calls Council-member Boaz at my request. We need to know what we can and can’t do when it comes to this idiotic wolf, and we need to keep this girl safe at all costs.
Council-member Boaz orders us to go to the nearest safe-house, and I sigh in relief the moment I start to recognize my surroundings. It won’t be long before we are at the cottage. I am glad we have been here before, because now no one knows who we brought with us.
It is a one-story cottage surrounded by tall trees and a whole variety of wildflowers. There are two bedrooms at the back, and that is more than enough to accommodate us tonight. As Conri stands next to her, I realize that she isn’t tall, and we both tower over her.
She hasn’t lost her sense of humor as she tells us what ran through her mind, and I chuckle as I try to imagine her running away from us. My Lycan starts to chuckle at that image. Conri guides her into the cottage as I grab the bag from the SUV-her Father gave it to me after Conri left us to get her from the dungeon.
My Lycan has been acting strange for the past two days, and he is starting to annoy the hell out of me. Conri told me that his Lycan was no better. Neither of our Lycans are able to tell us why they act the way they do, nor can they explain what it is they are feeling.
Tomorrow will be the first day of the Full Moon, and I have a suspicion our Lycans are hoping to find their Mate. We have been waiting long enough for her. We have been waiting for her for thirty years, and Conri and I are close to giving up hope.
With every year that passes, my Lycan starts to get more depressed, but every time I bring up taking a chosen Mate, he blows up in my face, and it takes days before he talks to me again. Conri’s Lycan is the same when it comes to our fated Mate and a chosen Mate.
We sometimes talk about it and have a good laugh at their attitude towards a chosen Mate. Conri’s Lycan refused to talk to him for a week when Conri once suggested to me that we each take our own chosen Mate-not that he was being serious.
Rummaging in the kitchen pulls me from my thoughts, and I see Conri in the doorway with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
Conri
After I ask my Brother why he thinks she got convicted, I know where his thoughts are going-the same place and time as mine-and I know why the Council chose us to go get this girl. Not that they don’t trust anyone else to do the job, but because of our past experiences.
The Alpha is waiting for us as we stop in front of the Pack-house, and I can tell by the look on his face he is not pleased to see us-not that Evander or I care about that at all. “Alpha, we received a call that one of your Pack-members attacked your Luna. We are here to bring her in front of the Council,” I say.
Before the Alpha gets a chance to say anything, his Luna steps forward. “She hit me in the face and broke my nose,” she growls angrily, and the Alpha has no choice but to show us where they are holding the girl. On our way to the dungeons, the Alpha tries to convince us that his Luna was overreacting to Umayza’s attack.
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