What about Pups

Ty watched Rose sleep. Gods, he’d come home and made bloody sure she was his in every conceivable way. Why? Because Russell claimed he forced her into this mating. What did it matter? She accepted him as her mate. Sure, he was basically a rogue with a few lackeys following him. But that was changing by the day. Russell thought they didn’t have a direction or discipline. That Ty got from the reports his uncle told him about. Ty hadn’t done anything to change Russell’s mind about that because until now, it let Ty and his men fall beneath Russell’s notice.

Time was going by fast, and Ty needed to make a move. But how? He needed to tie Russell clearly to the murders and disappearances of the people in the area. Would he be dumb enough to contact these hunters through a traceable phone? Could they somehow record his phone calls? Or catch him on video speaking directly to them?

Today was too close for Ty’s comfort. He wanted this to stop. He needed proof on so many levels. Pro