Moon Kissed by Donna Grant Page A

them. “What the hell?” Kane asked.  
    Solomon turned to the row of lockers behind him and opened one to pull out a shirt. “As I told Myles, it was just two demons.”
    “In the middle of the day?” Court asked incredulously.
    Kane swung his head to Myles. “Did you leave Addison alone?”
    “I don’t plan on being here long,” Myles said. “I’m returning now. And for the record, as I told Solomon, she’ll be fine as long as she doesn’t leave the building.”
    Solomon threw him a hard look. “You told Addison that, right?”
    Myles started to say yes when he paused. Had he? He wasn’t sure.
    “Oh, fuck,” Court mumbled.
    Myles turned and ran out the back. He didn’t bother going to the rooftops. He could get there just as fast on the sidewalks. His legs pumped hard as he went around throngs of people. He heard footfalls behind him and knew at least one of his brothers was with him. Myles didn’t slow until he reached his building.
    A glance across the street showed the werewolf was gone. “Damn,” Myles muttered and quickly punched in the code to open the door.
    He threw it open and raced up the stairs, Kane on his heels.  
    “Addison!” Myles shouted as he slid open the metal door.
    Kane pushed passed him to the table. “Her phone is here.”
    “As is her purse, shoes, and clothes.” Those were the only trace of Addison. “She’s gone.”
    “The wolves might have seen something.”
    Myles wanted to hit something. “I left one watching the door, and he was gone.”
    “Griffin?”
    “I don’t know who the fuck he was!”
    Kane came to stand in front of him and poked Myles in the chest. “You should. They’re wolves, just like us.”
    “He’s gone.”
    Kane made a sound at the back of his throat and walked out. Myles followed, shutting and locking the door behind him. Then both of them walked outside.  
    Myles stopped at the door when he caught a strand of champagne blond hair caught in the handle. Kane marched across the street. Myles looked up as he held the strand of Addison’s hair in his fingers and saw Kane talking to two wolves. A moment later, Kane waved him over.
    With a sigh, Myles walked to his brother and the Moonstone wolves. His mother had been a part of the pack, but after her death, the wolves scattered. Myles had never forgiven them for that. He hadn’t been happy when they began to return to New Orleans five years ago.
    “Tell him what you told me,” Kane ordered them.
    The youngest, a tow-headed teenager with eerie eyes so pale a blue they were almost white said, “We saw the woman taken by two men dressed in all white. Delphine was there, as well. Griffin followed them so he could come back and let you know where she was.”
    “Did they hurt her?” Myles asked.
    Another of the wolves with brown hair and deep brown eyes nodded grimly. “Delphine did something to prevent her from moving, but your woman fought them.”
    His woman. Myles briefly closed his eyes as urgency pushed him. “I’m going to kill every last one of them.”
    “And I’ll be there with you,” Kane said.
    The tow-headed wolf said, “We all will.”
    Myles frowned at the teenager. “Why? You don’t know me or Addison.”
    It was the third wolf with a shaved head and tattoos peeking up from the neck of his shirt that shrugged. “Of course we do. Why do you think Griffin brought us back to New Orleans after our parents ran off? We shouldn’t have left, and we’re here to make up for the past.”
    “Just help me find Addison.” Myles was in turns terrified and furious.  
    The emotions swirled through him with the force of a hurricane until he couldn’t decipher one from the other. Like a fool, he’d kept away from Addison, and he refused to believe he was only meant to have one day with her.
    Addison was his woman. Wolves did mate for life, and though she wasn’t a wolf, his heart, his soul, his life was hers.
    Myles nodded to the wolves. “Spread the word. Full moon or not,