Fifty Nine

Waking up at dumb o’clock to find Tasha draped over him on a diagonal angle, Onyx might have smiled if it wasn’t for the pounding on the bedroom door. Carefully rolling a sleeping Tasha onto her side, he pulled on his jeans and made his way to the door. Opening it, he found an edgy-looking Trevon Stepping outside the room, Onyx quietly closed the door. “What is it?”

“I just got a call now. They hasn’t found the location of the game preserve yet, but they'd managed to track down the place where the extremists hold their meetings. I’m guessing they’re mostly just ‘we hate shifters’ chats, but it might be worth attending one.”

Later that evening, they did just that. From his spot in the wooded area surrounding the isolated warehouse, Onyx closely watched the people gathered in the open building, waiting for the meeting to begin. Trevon, Ethan, and Royd were squatting near him, studying the place just as intently. The great thing about th