course. Who else would I expose them to except the world? The world has a right to know what creatures are living amongst them…bringing them harm.”
I got mad then and charged at the man, but the chain attached to my ankle stopped me as it dug into my skin, causing a sharp pain. “You have no idea what you’re talking about! The werewolves don’t harm people! They protects us, you idiot!”
His eyes grew wide. “Protect us? From what? Are you telling me there is something more terrifying out there than your furry beasts?!!”
I shut my mouth, realizing that I was actually making things worse. No surprise there. “I don’t know about that, only that they protect us, mostly from each other I suppose. But they don’t hurt us!”
He started laughing, a very unnerving sound to be sure. Deacon began growling beside me, and I grabbed his hand to silence him. “It’s okay, baby,” I whispered to him. “He can’t hurt Daddy. I won’t let him. Do you hear me?”
He slowly nodded. “Yes, Mommy.”
I sat back on the bed and thought hard about a way to warn Levi. There had to be a way to warn him. Now I was sorry that I had thrown my phone into the woods. Not that they would’ve let me keep it anyway. My mind was racing. I needed my lip balm. It always helped me think. I reached down into my bra and brought out a tube and coated my lips heavily. After so many kidnappings in my past, I learned to carry my lip balm in my bra. That way I wouldn’t lose it. Don’t judge!
I knew the humans were the werewolves’ biggest threat. If we were exposed, who knew the ramifications from such an event. It could be devastating…for all of us. I had to think of something. It was then that I peered down into my left palm and the blue vine-like symbol there. Maybe there was a way to warn him after all. I didn’t know if it would work, but I took my fingernail and dug deep as I traced the lines of my connection symbol. It was painful but not as painful as witnessing my beloved pack walking into an ambush. I bit my bottom lip as I continued to dig over my marking. I was surprised that it didn’t bleed.
Most of the men cleared the room with the exception of the redhead with the crew cut. I lay back onto the bed and pulled my boy into my arms and cradled him as I hummed softly, in an attempt to calm our shattered nerves.
Chapter Nineteen
Levi’s POV
I stopped frozen in my tracks as a searing pain struck me that felt like a hot iron raking over my right palm. I lifted my hand into the air and watched as a trail of blood leaked from the blue line that decorated my palm. Not good. I wasn’t sure what it meant, but I knew I had to get to Charity right away. She was everything to me, and I couldn’t let anything happen to her—her or my son. Without further delay, I shifted completely, letting my full werewolf senses take over as I bolted through the forest as fast as my four legs would take me, with my loyal pack at my heels.
I knew the moment Charity’s voice didn’t answer her phone that she had dropped it—and somewhere she wanted me to find it. She could have whistled, knowing her familiar, piercing call would draw us, alerting us to her location, but in that choice any nearby packs would also be drawn to the noise. And thus, the situation could become perilous. My girl was nothing if not smart. She knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted me to find her phone—and find it I would. I would find both of them, and everything would be fine. It had to be. And whoever it was that had my family was gonna pay for it.
I didn’t stop even to take a breather, but ran straight through until
I got mad then and charged at the man, but the chain attached to my ankle stopped me as it dug into my skin, causing a sharp pain. “You have no idea what you’re talking about! The werewolves don’t harm people! They protects us, you idiot!”
His eyes grew wide. “Protect us? From what? Are you telling me there is something more terrifying out there than your furry beasts?!!”
I shut my mouth, realizing that I was actually making things worse. No surprise there. “I don’t know about that, only that they protect us, mostly from each other I suppose. But they don’t hurt us!”
He started laughing, a very unnerving sound to be sure. Deacon began growling beside me, and I grabbed his hand to silence him. “It’s okay, baby,” I whispered to him. “He can’t hurt Daddy. I won’t let him. Do you hear me?”
He slowly nodded. “Yes, Mommy.”
I sat back on the bed and thought hard about a way to warn Levi. There had to be a way to warn him. Now I was sorry that I had thrown my phone into the woods. Not that they would’ve let me keep it anyway. My mind was racing. I needed my lip balm. It always helped me think. I reached down into my bra and brought out a tube and coated my lips heavily. After so many kidnappings in my past, I learned to carry my lip balm in my bra. That way I wouldn’t lose it. Don’t judge!
I knew the humans were the werewolves’ biggest threat. If we were exposed, who knew the ramifications from such an event. It could be devastating…for all of us. I had to think of something. It was then that I peered down into my left palm and the blue vine-like symbol there. Maybe there was a way to warn him after all. I didn’t know if it would work, but I took my fingernail and dug deep as I traced the lines of my connection symbol. It was painful but not as painful as witnessing my beloved pack walking into an ambush. I bit my bottom lip as I continued to dig over my marking. I was surprised that it didn’t bleed.
Most of the men cleared the room with the exception of the redhead with the crew cut. I lay back onto the bed and pulled my boy into my arms and cradled him as I hummed softly, in an attempt to calm our shattered nerves.
Chapter Nineteen
Levi’s POV
I stopped frozen in my tracks as a searing pain struck me that felt like a hot iron raking over my right palm. I lifted my hand into the air and watched as a trail of blood leaked from the blue line that decorated my palm. Not good. I wasn’t sure what it meant, but I knew I had to get to Charity right away. She was everything to me, and I couldn’t let anything happen to her—her or my son. Without further delay, I shifted completely, letting my full werewolf senses take over as I bolted through the forest as fast as my four legs would take me, with my loyal pack at my heels.
I knew the moment Charity’s voice didn’t answer her phone that she had dropped it—and somewhere she wanted me to find it. She could have whistled, knowing her familiar, piercing call would draw us, alerting us to her location, but in that choice any nearby packs would also be drawn to the noise. And thus, the situation could become perilous. My girl was nothing if not smart. She knew exactly what she was doing. She wanted me to find her phone—and find it I would. I would find both of them, and everything would be fine. It had to be. And whoever it was that had my family was gonna pay for it.
I didn’t stop even to take a breather, but ran straight through until
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