KACELA
To my relief, I was able to find a copy of the file that was too big for me to put on my drive. I quickly downloaded it from the cloud to my hard drive and then I pulled all of the files from the jump drive. I sat back, sighing in relief.
“Can we please take care of this now?” Earl asked in exasperation.
I nodded, examining it. “Yeah.” I probed at it with my finger. “I’m going to have to pull out the bullet. It’s still in there.”
Earl looked distasted. “I figured. I’ve got some basics. I’ll pull it out.”
I was relieved. “That would be good,” I said. “It’s hard to do this stuff on yourself.”
Earl nodded. “I know,” he said, shortly. I looked at him with interest. There was a story there.
I leaned sideway, lifting up my sweater.&n
KACELA“It’s one of our old warehouses. It hasn’t been used in a while. It’s actually on the market to sell but no one wants it. Location isn’t great and it’s been vacant since we quit manufacturing furniture ten years ago.”I looked at Earl. “Are you sure this is safe? They found us at the hotel.”He shrugged. “It’s under the old company name. There’s quite a bit in this town associated with Borderline Timber. It will take them a few days to work through all of that before ending up at an old Circle L Lumber warehouse.”I nodded. This was better than sleeping in the woods or on a beach, that’s for sure. Theo drove up to a door and Bob slid out of the seat beside me, going over to the door and snapping the padlock off. He raised it up so we could drive through, dropping it with a heavy crash. I was onc
KACELAWe were following Earl to the little office he had set up when something occurred to me. “What are you doing here?” I asked Wyatt. It took three hours to get here. I was still up on the roof in the shipping yard three hours ago. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.Wyatt had the good sense to look ashamed. “I couldn’t take it,” he said. “I sent Julie to Spokane on some errands and then I had a helicopter bring me to Seattle.”I stopped and turned to look at him. “A helicopter?”“Yeah,” he blushed. “I panicked, okay? I had visions of all these horrible things happening to you.” He gestured to my side. “And I was right, okay? I needed to be here.”I looped my arms through him. “You need to get over yourself. We were highly effective. And I’ve been shot
WYATTI stood in front of my mate, not wanting to force her to do anything but knowing I would if she didn’t do as I had asked. I felt a surge of protectiveness towards her and my Lycan was warring with me. He wanted me to pick her up and throw her over my shoulder, taking her back to the castle where she was safe. I wouldn’t be able to handle it if anything happened to her.She eyed me up and down before turning and lifting her sweater to pull it off and over her head. I reached forward to help, knowing that she was in pain. I kept my poker face, but my insides were screaming when I saw the wound.It was purple and puffy. I recognized a field stitch and I knew that Earl had probably stitched her up. I leaned down and sniffed it, feeling relieved when I didn’t smell any infection. She giggled.“What’s so funny?” I asked mildly.“You’re sniffing me
KACELAWyatt gently shook me awake a few hours later. I got up and put on jeans, combat boots and a flannel shirt over a tank top. I braided my hair and pinned it to the top of my head, letting one small braid drop down over my eye. I was ready.I joined Wyatt at the railing, looking down at the main level. There were eight SUVs now parked in there and the door opened to allow another one to drive in. Warriors were milling around.Wyatt tapped my arm. “Earl is mind linking me. He wants me to give you a heads up. He’s going to have you talk to the men.”I nodded. I was surprised and a little concerned that the men might take exception to that, but it that’s what Earl wanted, I would definitely rise to the occasion.Someone gave a sharp whistle and the chattering stopped. Earl climbed to the top of the SUV and garnered the attention of everyone.“Warriors
KACELA The car I was in parked at the back of the lot that was in front of the building. The other vehicle circled around back to find a way in that way. We got out, pairing up, and I grabbed a warrior named Jack. “I’m going to lean in to you so they can’t see my eye and my scar,” I told him. “Don’t freak out. I’m not hitting on you.” We all enjoyed a chuckle at the joke, even though Jack seemed a little uncomfortable having the King’s mate hanging off his arm. We split up, another couple behind us a few people and then, down the line, two more warriors hanging off from each other. The line moved a little faster than some clubs that I’ve been to, but it was still slow. When my turn came I showed one of the many fake IDs I carry, this one identifying myself as Devon Jackson. I giggled and rubbed up against Jack who fist bumped the bouncer and called him “Bro.” We were admitted and I pushed away from Jack,
KACELA“Gina says the girls have been drugged,” one of the warriors explained to me. That would explain their zombie looks. “All but one came with us easily. One fought us so Gina gave her a sedative. The rest of the girls are in the other car.”One of the warriors silently passed me a napkin and gestured to my chin. I used the napkin to wipe myself, seeing blood on the white cloth. I sighed. I must have banged my chin when I popped through the window. Wyatt was going to have a fit. Hopefully Dali would have me healed before he notices.“How did the others do?” I asked, fingers crossed.“We don’t know, my queen,” a warrior answered. “We agreed to meet after we drop off the girls. It’s better to go dark so that we don’t call at an inopportune time.” I nodded, understanding. It would not have ended
KACELAI grabbed a portable tracker out of my bag and stuffed it into my cleavage. It wasn’t a great hiding spot but it was the best I could do with my time limit. I left my phone with the tracking app open, grabbed the laptop and bolted from the room, taking off for the southeast corner of the building. I could hear Jarrett yelling my name behind me, but I didn’t stop.I ran out the door and a white van pulled up and the sliding door opened. I could see Lia inside, bound, looking scared. I skidded to a stop.“Here’s the laptop. Give me Lia.”The man waved his gun at me. “Get in. Someone wants to talk to you.”I shook my head. “No. Let Lia go and I’ll go with you.”The man sitting next to Lia took a knife and ran it down her arm, opening up a huge cut that instantly began bubbling blood. Her Lycan wasn’t healing the wound and I realized that Lia was wearing a thick, silver collar. Lycans react to silver even worse than wolves do. She was weak and, if the silver stayed on
WYATTI pulled into the warehouse, exhausted. Our location had put up a huge fight and the local police were called. I had to deal with that, and they had wanted to take the girls to their precinct. I had let them know that we had already made arrangements for medical care to be given to them in another location. I spent an hour at the station, trying to convince some higher ups that we were not normal mercenaries. Finally, a lawyer that used to be part of my pack showed up, told the sheriff some bull story about how I was looking for my niece and got me released. A few of my warriors met me outside the station and drove me back to the warehouse.I slid out of the car and immediately noticed the hush that was over the huge room. I could feel something was wrong and I knew it had to do with Kacela. I looked around for Jarrett.“He’s upstairs,” a young warrior tentatively said, pointing. I wal