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,

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

KACELA The man shut the door behind him, gesturing at the body hanging from the shower rod.  “Don’t worry.  I’m not intending on that being your fate.  I needed to make an example out of her so that the other girls know what is expected of them.”  The door opened again and another man slipped out, splattered with blood, bringing a webcam out of the bathroom.  I felt sick.  I realized they had filmed the girl’s torture and death to show it to others as a warning. “Set up in the basement, Steve,” the first man said, flicking his fingers and dismissing him.  Steve grabbed a towel off from the bar in the bathroom and shut the door behind him, taking his camera and heading towards the elevator, his face impassive.  “You didn’t have to kill her,” Lia said suddenly, next to me.  “She was loyal.  She delivered me to your men.” The man shrugged.  “But she let herself get taken in the first place,”

WYATTThe video abruptly ended.  I frantically tapped on the screen, needing to see more, needing to see if Kacela was okay.  Earl grabbed the phone from me and shouted over the railing. “Bob.  Theo.  I need you up here, now.  Get the Queen’s phone.”  The two warriors ran for the stairs, Bob catching the phone that another warrior tossed to him. “Someone get the Queen’s laptop and bring it up here.  Who here is good with technology?”  Several of the warriors raised their hands.  “Good, get up here.”Earl surveyed the crowd.  “The rest of you, divide up.  Some of you go out and try to catch the queen’s scent.  I want you spreading out over the city so when we figure out where she is we can deploy immediately.”  He looked down at Julie’s brother, an odd look on his face. “Mack.  Take Eli

WYATTBob drove fast.  He drove much faster than he should have but we all felt the same sense of urgency.  I sat in the backseat, clasping my hands together and trying to control my temper.The voices around me all meshed together in a droning noise.  I could pick out Earl calling in reinforcements and having the other warriors meet us at the Tower.  Jarrett had pulled up a blueprint online of the towers and was delegating who was to search where.  I just wanted to get into the building.  I would tear it apart brick by brick if I had to.  I wanted to find Kacela.We made it in ten minutes.  I could hear a thumping noise and I craned my neck to see a helicopter taking off from the roof.  I clenched my hands, praying that Kacela wasn’t on that helicopter.Our efforts were well coordinated.  Someone had cut the power to the building, most likely George or whomever was in charge, trying to slow our prog