Tristan, much to my surprise, had agreed to let me keep my plans with Toby, on the condition that one of the pack warriors escorted me. Judencia, for her part, had enough forethought to bring multiple vials of the nasty liquid meant to mask our scents. Taylor, the pack warrior Tristan assigned to escort me, and I had quickly downed them and pocketed the extras in case we needed them. We weren’t clear on how long they would last, but since both of us were wolves, we would be able to scent the moment we needed to take another round.            I couldn’t contain my excitement as Taylor pulled into the parking lot of Toby’s apartment complex. I had decided to pass Taylor off as my long-lost cousin. I knew Toby had been curious ever since I had used family as the reason I wasn

I was reading Hannah’s text as the last of the guests left the party. She had texted saying she was suddenly feeling sick and was going home, I suspected it had more to do with Tristan than her actually being sick. I made nice with the guy for her sake, but I still didn’t trust him. Taylor had stayed behind to help with clean up and I caught sight of his firm ass, wrapped like a Christmas gift in his pants as he bent over to pick up trash from the ground. I turned away quickly to conceal my blushing face.            “What are you thinking about?” Taylor breathed into my ear as he wrapped his arms around me.

             Nausea washed over me, and my head throbbed even with my eyes closed. I silently cursed myself for over-indulging in alcohol at the party. I wasn’t old enough to legally drink, but Taylor had managed to not only secure booze, but hired caterers that didn’t ask for id. I groaned as my bladder expressed an urgent need to relieve myself. I didn’t want to open my eyes; I knew the headache would only get worse.            My bladder threatened to release on its own, forcing me to open my eyes anyway. I gasped as I realized, I was not in my apartment. Instead, I was on a mattress on the floor of concrete cell lined

Panic ripped through me as I picked my phone up off the floor and read the message again. I raced to the bathroom, phone in hand, to splash cold water on my face in the hopes of shocking my system into normalcy. I had learned a lot about pack life and controlling what I shared over the mind link, but I needed to regain my composure before my panic overrode my ability to keep the message to myself. I needed to think clearly and plan my next move, the message had clearly said to come alone, or they would kill Toby.            I decided to take a shower. It seemed the most logical thing to do to maintain an outward sense of normalcy. Tristan would be busy dealing with the Taylor situat

             I sped down the interstate in the car Mack had secured for me from his pack house. I wasn’t sure how long our temporary connection would last, but I ordered him to wait until nightfall to inform Tristan that I had taken a Blood Rose car. I knew I couldn’t take it all the way to the address plugged into my GPS, all pack cars had tracking devices. I would probably need to ditch my phone with the car when I stopped to run the rest of the way.            It was nearly dark when I pulled off the interstate and parked the car in the back of an empty truck stop. I looked at the remaining directions on my phone before clea