ready to leave.” She slammed the door behind her and slid down the barrier when it was closed. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She covered her mouth with both hands to contain her sobs. It was hard to imagine a life without him but she would do what he couldn’t and give him the freedom to handle his business. As soon as she was sure he was okay.
Chapter Ten
He parked the car in the middle of Main Street. The connecting lanes were empty. By now all pack members had heard of the challenge and had probably taken steps to leave the vicinity. Internal wars within clans could get ugly. Colin didn’t bother turning off the headlights. Dusk was falling and the time was perfect. His father wanted a fight, he would give him one. He raised his head and howled into the wind. His tone echoed through the night. Soon other wolves responded to his cry. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it on the hood of the car before unbuckling his belt.
His friends had chosen to fall back and stay hidden. If his father chose to break the rules, they would reveal themselves. He sat on the hood and hooked his heel on the fender. Colin dropped his head back and gazed up. Vibrant reds, pinks, and oranges tinted the clouds in the darkening sky. He’d given the young gator, Etienne, strict instructions to drive to Betaille no matter what Robbie said. She would argue, but he made it clear he should be the one Etienne worried about. He personally set her in the passenger seat and slammed the car door. Robbie should be well on her way south; he took a deep breath. With her safely out the way, he could focus on killing his sire.
Round lights bounced up and down in the distance. He stood. It was time to make shit happen. Vehicles came to an abrupt stop, surrounding him. His father exited the sedan. Car doors squealed and slammed as men loyal to Ian left other autos running. They skirted the circle of light created by the high beams. Ian’s men hung back making it hard to get accurate numbers of how many shifters he was dealing with. One man strutted closer with his father.
Colin crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes to cover his surprise. The men riding along with Ian weren’t who he expected. He snorted, his father had called in help, and he wondered how much it would cost his clan. Black Mountain mongrels flanked his da and a smirk hovered on Ian’s lips.
“This is unexpected. Colm, what brings you to the states?” Colin spread his feet. If they attacked he would have to act quickly.
“Colin, you better than anyone should know I would never pass up an opportunity to kill a Blaidd.” Colm raised his hands palms up. “Your da offered the Black Mountain Pack quite the boon to act as his proxy in your challenge. I wasn’t expecting to kill you so soon though. I understood the challenge wasn’t for a few days.” He raised his hand and men shifted becoming their wolves. “I may not be able to get to your brother but you’re a fine substitute.”
“Colm, I will leave you alive, barely, only because your children, Roman and Cherise, need their father around since you’re the only sorry excuse for a parent they have left.” Colin snorted and turned toward his father. “Then I will put your rabid ass down.”
“A lone wolf against thirty of my best warriors?” Colm laughed. “You might be good, but not that good.”
“You are as stupid as you look, Colm.” Wolves prowled from the surrounding buildings their bodies half shrouded in the darkness. Colin’s brother, Ian Blaidd the second, stomped out behind them. “I was wondering where you got off to, bad bitch.”
Colin stared at his brother. “Ian, good to see you. What brings you to the states?” Shit just took a twist he wasn’t expecting.
“It got boring in Ireland, thought I would pay you a visit.” Ian the second stepped up next to Colin. “Da, wish I could say the same about you. Still the conniving, manipulative bastard I see.”
“This is not your
Chapter Ten
He parked the car in the middle of Main Street. The connecting lanes were empty. By now all pack members had heard of the challenge and had probably taken steps to leave the vicinity. Internal wars within clans could get ugly. Colin didn’t bother turning off the headlights. Dusk was falling and the time was perfect. His father wanted a fight, he would give him one. He raised his head and howled into the wind. His tone echoed through the night. Soon other wolves responded to his cry. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it on the hood of the car before unbuckling his belt.
His friends had chosen to fall back and stay hidden. If his father chose to break the rules, they would reveal themselves. He sat on the hood and hooked his heel on the fender. Colin dropped his head back and gazed up. Vibrant reds, pinks, and oranges tinted the clouds in the darkening sky. He’d given the young gator, Etienne, strict instructions to drive to Betaille no matter what Robbie said. She would argue, but he made it clear he should be the one Etienne worried about. He personally set her in the passenger seat and slammed the car door. Robbie should be well on her way south; he took a deep breath. With her safely out the way, he could focus on killing his sire.
Round lights bounced up and down in the distance. He stood. It was time to make shit happen. Vehicles came to an abrupt stop, surrounding him. His father exited the sedan. Car doors squealed and slammed as men loyal to Ian left other autos running. They skirted the circle of light created by the high beams. Ian’s men hung back making it hard to get accurate numbers of how many shifters he was dealing with. One man strutted closer with his father.
Colin crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes to cover his surprise. The men riding along with Ian weren’t who he expected. He snorted, his father had called in help, and he wondered how much it would cost his clan. Black Mountain mongrels flanked his da and a smirk hovered on Ian’s lips.
“This is unexpected. Colm, what brings you to the states?” Colin spread his feet. If they attacked he would have to act quickly.
“Colin, you better than anyone should know I would never pass up an opportunity to kill a Blaidd.” Colm raised his hands palms up. “Your da offered the Black Mountain Pack quite the boon to act as his proxy in your challenge. I wasn’t expecting to kill you so soon though. I understood the challenge wasn’t for a few days.” He raised his hand and men shifted becoming their wolves. “I may not be able to get to your brother but you’re a fine substitute.”
“Colm, I will leave you alive, barely, only because your children, Roman and Cherise, need their father around since you’re the only sorry excuse for a parent they have left.” Colin snorted and turned toward his father. “Then I will put your rabid ass down.”
“A lone wolf against thirty of my best warriors?” Colm laughed. “You might be good, but not that good.”
“You are as stupid as you look, Colm.” Wolves prowled from the surrounding buildings their bodies half shrouded in the darkness. Colin’s brother, Ian Blaidd the second, stomped out behind them. “I was wondering where you got off to, bad bitch.”
Colin stared at his brother. “Ian, good to see you. What brings you to the states?” Shit just took a twist he wasn’t expecting.
“It got boring in Ireland, thought I would pay you a visit.” Ian the second stepped up next to Colin. “Da, wish I could say the same about you. Still the conniving, manipulative bastard I see.”
“This is not your
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