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2024-12-15 20:00:42When they got to the docks, the harsh wind carried the tang of salt and impending storm. As expected, Juke's father had already left with the yacht, leaving them to make their way home. The wooden planks creaked under their feet as they searched for an alternative route by boat, coming up short.
One of the fishermen, his weathered face creased with genuine concern despite their offers, told them nothing would be leaving the docks that day. There'd been a harsh weather warning, dark clouds already gathering on the horizon, and all boats had been called back to shore. The vessels rocked against their moorings, the water choppy and uninviting.
Dale's enhanced hearing picked up the low rumble of thunder in the distance, matching the churning in his gut. His nose twitched at the overwhelming mix of salt air, fish, and the musky scent of what he was beginning to recognize as werewolf pheromones.
When Jazz told
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Juke did as Zander instructed, reminding the others not to make it evident that they knew what Arif planned. Zander sighed, rested his head into Juke’s lap, and closed his eyes. After lovingly stroking Zander’s head, his gaze snapped to stare at Ethan. His jaws tightened, and he developed a tick that jerked at the corner of his mouth. His fist clenched into a ball in Zander’s fur, and Zander whinced, opened his eyes, and gazed at him.I'm sorry, my love. Was I a little rough? Juke asked through their link, smiling down at Zander.It’s okay, loosen your grip a little, Zander said, closing his eyes again.His gaze soon shifted back to Ethan, and the tick jerked faster as his nostrils flared at the sight of the other man.The external wound to Ethan’s stomach was almost closed. But Juke knew he wasn’t completely healed. Kirk’s cut had been deep. Ethan had shifted to human to push the content back in—soon, he would need to shift back to his wolf for the internal injuries to heal.He probab
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Kirk stood protectively beside Dale and Juke, his stance wide and defensive. The bloodied knife was still clutched in his white-knuckled grasp. His clothes were torn and dirty, smeared with his and Ethan’s blood. Despite the savagery of the fight, there was a wild, triumphant gleam in Kirk's eyes that spoke of his satisfaction.Ethan lay in a heap nearby, looking pitiful. Blood seeped from the long gash across his abdomen, staining the ground beneath him a dark crimson. His face was a mask of pain and fury—as his gaze darted between Kirk and Juke with fear and defiance.His eye movement stopped and lingered on Juke. His eyes darkened when he saw Juke gently cradle Dale's face in his hands, mindful of the bruises, as if his touch alone could heal the wounds. Tears flowed down his cheeks, dropping onto Dale's skin and mingling with the dried blood there."You're safe now," Juke murmured, pressing his forehead to Dale's. "I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you." The promise felt hollow co
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Juke howled his warning to whoever it was hurting his mate. After ending the mind-link with Paul, he had decided to head back and meet that idiot Kirk before he could get himself into more trouble—only for the wind to assault his sense with a rancid stench of fear.Although he couldn't scent Dale, both he and Roran instinctively knew it was their mate's fear, as the aroma sent a weird sensation to his stomach that tightened his balls and made his ass clench in fear.His fear turned to rage. All he could do to ease the feeling was throw his head back and scream his frustration in a piercing howl into the air, letting them know he was on his way. It also held a promise to destroy them if Dale was hurt.A thought occurred to both Juke and his wolf at the same time. Although they could not scent Dale, they had shared their consciousness with him the night they had escaped during Dale's heat so he could see through their eyes.Even with a suppressant, he and Roran could still tap into Dale
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Kirk skidded to a halt, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. Sweat trickled down his brow despite the cool forest air. He looked around, sniffing the air, frowning.Why is Juke’s scent fading instead of growing stronger?"You idiot," a voice growled. "You're going the wrong way."Kirk spun around, searching for the source of the voice. "Who's there?" he asked."It's me, you fool. Zane. Your wolf."Kirk's jaw dropped. "My, what now? You can talk.”“Not only can I talk! I also know how to say you're an asshole in several languages—would you like to hear?”“No…Where are you?"“Where the hell do you think I am?” the voice tsked. “If brains were dynamite, we’d be in trouble.” Kirk didn’t know how he knew but felt his wolf face-palmed before speaking again with a sigh. “I’m you, and you are me. So dipstick, where the hell do you think I’d be?”“Are you in my head?”“No, I'm lurking behind that bush over there. Come find me.” Zane let out a huff that sounded like another sigh. "You can
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Paul felt a mild scratching inside his head—someone was trying to mind-link him. He moved outside the packhouse and closer to the trees near the training field. Juke’s voice entered his head.“Paul, can you hear me?”“Yes, Alpha.”“That’s good. I thought I was out of range.”“You were. I’m in the woods. What’s new?”“The vampire scenting was a ruse to throw me off what’s happening here. We have a traitor in the pack, someone close enough who knows my actions well.”“Other than Jazz and myself, who knows you that well?”“I am still trying to figure it out.”“Could it be someone who knows you well, but you're not close with them? You know, like a stalker.”“That’s possible. It’s not as if my personality is a closed book. Anyway, send this message to my dad. He is to check the pack for a missing person. He can sense them, but they would not be close or assigned off-site tasks. ”“Why?”“Because whoever took Dale is still out here with him. There is no way they had time to return to the p
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Kirk's silver eyes darted around the room, taking in his surroundings with an unnerving intensity. His nostrils flared as he inhaled, processing the scents around him. When he spoke, his voice was rough and strained."Water... I need water."Jazz fetched a glass of water while Paul and Leah helped Kirk sit up. He gulped down the water when Jazz handed it to him, droplets spilling down his chin. As he drank, the silver glow in his eyes faded, returning to their normal color."How do you feel?" Paul asked, still supporting Kirk's back.Kirk lowered the empty glass, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I feel... different. Reborn, almost. It's like all my senses have been dialed up to eleven. I can hear your heartbeats, smell the fear lingering in the air, see dust motes dancing in the sunlight."He swung his legs over the edge of the table, testing his balance. "Everything's so clear, so vivid. It's overwhelming."Jazz exchanged a glance with Paul. "Kirk, do you remember what happened?"
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