Jarrett, AJ - Miles's Awakening [Warriors of the Light 1] (Siren Publishing Allure ManLove) by A.J. Jarrett

can you hear me?”
    Ben looked to his left and saw the little device laying in the grass. He crawled over and hit the talk button. “Yes.” He took a deep breath and regretted it when tightness in his ribs shot pain through his body. Being a vampire allowed him to heal quickly but not instantaneously. “Did everyone make it out?”
    “Yes, the men that were with me got out. What about you? Did the twins get out in time?”
    Ben looked around him. Off to the side he saw Lachlan helping his brother to his feet. He sighed in relief at their luck. Of the six men who entered the building, they all miraculously made it out alive.
    “They’re okay. A little banged up but no worse for wear.”
    With the knowledge all his men were all right, the man’s last words played back through his head. He said that Malcolm had fooled them and had asked if he’d said good-bye to Miles.
    Shit! Not good. Ben took off running through the trees to his vehicle. They were set up and Malcolm had plotted to use this diversion to kidnap Miles.
    Oh god, how could he have been so stupid? The sounds of heavy panting and footfalls followed him. As he neared the cars, he saw Quinn coming through the trees across from him. The minute he met his friend’s eyes, he saw the same realization had hit Quinn as well.
    “Load up. This was all a setup. We need to get home,” Ben shouted as he climbed into his car and started the engine. He peeled out, throwing rock and dirt in his wake. The fear of what he would discover upon arrival back at the mansion had his blood frozen in his veins. Never in his life had Ben been so afraid.
    Ben and Quinn drove back to the house in silence. Quinn hadn’t admitted anything, but Ben had the distinct impression Trevor meant more to Quinn than just someone he found attractive. If his suspicions were correct, Quinn was worried just as much as he was about what would greet them when they arrived home. The worse of those fears was death, but Malcolm wanted Miles alive, which meant he more than likely abducted Miles and took him to god only knew where. As they neared their estate, nothing looked out of ordinary. The lights were on like they had left them and nothing to raise suspicion such as a broken window or open doors. The only thing Ben found odd was Jensen and Cabot were nowhere in sight.
    When out on patrol it was a given to check out any approaching vehicles nearing the property. Anyone could be a threat, and right now they were on high alert.
    “Where are Cabot and Jensen? They should have shown themselves by now,” Quinn said, panic making his voice rise. “What is going on?”
    With the car parked, Ben flung the door open and jumped out. Taking the steps two at a time, he pushed open the front door. What he saw had him gasping for breath. On the floor, in a puddle of blood, lay Trevor. Miles was nowhere in sight.
    Ben was pushed aside as Quinn ran into the room. His shout of pain rang throughout the house. Quinn fell to his knees next to Trevor. He mumbled words into Trevor’s hair, but Ben couldn’t make out the words. His heart beating out of control put a mute on all other sounds around him.
    As the room filled with the warriors, Ben came back to his senses. “Abner and Finn, go look out front for Jensen and Cabot. Lawson and Lachlan, check upstairs for any signs of Miles.”
    His men nodded their understanding and headed to their assigned destinations. Ben knew it was all for nothing. Miles wasn’t in the house. He could feel it in his bones. Malcolm had snatched his mate away and had plotted so easily to do so. Ben was a pawn in Malcolm’s game, and he got played hard. His need to keep Miles safe had him rushing into action without a thought in the world. Distractions got men killed, and this distraction cost him his mate.
    Ben dropped down next to Quinn, who cradled Trevor close to his chest. “Is he alive?” he whispered as he reached out a hand to touch Trevor’s neck.
    “Don’t touch my