Devin's Mercy [Shifters of Mystery 4] by Lynn Hagen Page B

Sage left the room and closed the door behind
    him. He finished stripping down and then pulled on a clean pair of
    boxers. Locking his bedroom door, Mercy crawled into the bed next
    to Devin and pulled the smaller man into his arms.
    “Sleep.” He brushed his hand over Devin’s wet hair and then
    pulled the other man closer, resting his chin on Devin’s head as
    Mercy prayed tonight’s events hadn’t screwed Devin up to the point
    he would never be okay.

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    “If Devin wasn’t the one who leaked out the information that we
    were going to be gone, who did?” Sage asked as he sat at the dining
    room table.
    “There is only one among us who didn’t grow up with us or
    become a mate,” York reminded them as he pointed toward the floor.
    “Kell?” Sage asked in a whisper.
    “Well, it was either him or one of the mates. Do you want me to
    start with William? I know I can get the information out of him.”
    Sage growled. “One of these days, York.”
    “Then stop acting stupid,” York retorted. “Of course I was
    referring to the nutty-ass doctor.”
    “I have seen the way Devin glares at the man when no one knows
    I’m watching,” Pat interjected. “Like Kell is an abomination. I even
    heard Kell say something to Devin about gaining his freedom. If you
    ask me, it wasn’t too friendly either.”
    Sage sat back, taking in what he was hearing. “Do you think
    Devin sees Kell’s true colors?”
    “There is only one way to find out,” Monterey added. “We let it
    slip that we are going after Martin and see if Kell squeals to the
    alpha.”
    “It sure as shit wasn’t blind luck that they attacked the same time
    we were gone,” Isaac spat. “It had to be Kell.”
    “I don’t want Devin to hear one word about us supposedly
    leaving. That way, we know for certain that it’s Kell,” Sage said, even
    though he hated to say those words. He was a blind fool for thinking
    Devin had anything to do with Martin. He had seen the fear in the
    man’s blue-grey eyes and chose to ignore it.
    He had a lot of making up to do with Devin.
    “You still think he is the traitor?” Sylvester asked heatedly.
    “No,” Sage admitted. “But if he doesn’t know, then our proof of
    Kell being the guilty party is irrefutable.”
    “I still don’t like hiding things from Devin,” Sylvester grumbled.
    “Got a new buddy?” Pat asked.

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    “I understand him,” Sylvester argued. “He’s a nice guy who is
    totally misunderstood.”
    Sage had a feeling there was something going on with Devin, but
    he hadn’t pried. There was a tortured pain in the guy’s eyes. He blew
    out a long breath, resting his elbows on the table as he rubbed his
    face. “I’ve been such a shit.”
    William placed his hand on Sage’s shoulder. Sage took comfort in
    his mate’s touch. “No, you were protecting us. None of us were sure
    if Devin was a spy or if he was really just a pawn.”
    “Thanks,” Sage said as he leaned to the side, kissing William on
    the cheek.
    “It’s my job to make sure you don’t beat yourself up.” William
    patted him gently. “Now, how are you going to—get rid of the bloody
    mess in the backyard?”
    Sage glanced up at William’s abrupt change in conversation to see
    Kell coming into the dining room.
    “Burn the bodies,” Kell offered. “Then you have no trace
    whatsoever.”
    Sage wanted to rip the man’s face off, but instead, forced a polite
    smile to appear on his face. “Thanks, Doc.”
    Kell nodded. “I’ve been trying to figure out what killed that poor
    man in the cage.”
    Sage just bet the man was. He knew for certain now that the good
    old doc had killed the man to silence him. He just didn’t have proof
    right now to accuse him of the crime.
    “Someone’s here,” Jeremiah said as he stood. Sage did the same.
    They walked from the dining room into the living room, looking out
    of the window.
    “Well, I’ll be damned,” Jeremiah said.