Seducing a Wolf: Moonbound Series, Book Five by Krystal Shannan, Camryn Rhys

because of her father and…these strangers?
    Maggie was in the main chair tapping at the keyboard like one of those computer geeks in an action movie, rushing to beat the evil villain before they blew up the world.
    God! Her father was that villain.
    They said they were trying to save people.
    Her eyes flew to the monitor screens. The dock at the hotel. The dock on what had to be the island. A view of the ocean from another perspective. An enormous house/mansion compound. The last monitor was split into nine boxes.
    “Here are the feeds I couldn’t get to,” Maggie said. “It just looks like a big barracks…let me rewi—”
    The blurred lines rewound across tiny, bouncing bodies when the lights came on. Nurseries. Children. Old women in white uniforms .
    Julianna swallowed to keep the bile from entering her mouth. It was too familiar. She remembered living like that. There had been lots of children. Several older women. Her father had always said her mother died and that nurses had cared for her.
    It wasn’t a lie.
    “They’re his kids,” Maggie whispered. “They have to be his kids.”
    Julianna’s palms dampened. “Wha—Why would you say that?”
    “Julianna?” Alex’s fingertips brushed her hand.
    She jerked away. “Why would you say that?” she demanded. “Why would you think all those children are his?”
    “If not all, a lot of them are. It’s what he did in Guadalajara. He’d be able to feel them all. Keep tabs on them. Marco’s mom was flippin’ out because she was worried Adrian would find them. It’s the familial bond. That’s probably how he found Elise’s mom in Lousiana. But these kids are a second generation.”
    All eyes in the room turned toward Maggie.
    “Meaning what?” Niko asked.
    “Meaning not only can he keep tabs on the mothers. He can keep tabs on the children. He would’ve learned from the escape at Guadalajara.”
    “Guadalajara?” She looked from Niko to Maggie, her stomach churning. “You said this happened thirty years ago? That he’s done this before?” Julianna pointed at the monitor with a shaking hand. “I remember growing up like that, but I would’ve remembered if he called those other kids his. He told me I was his only child.” Julianna gasped and grabbed for the countertop. Alex was supporting her in an instant. His arm wrapped around her waist. “What does this all mean? How—? Is he some kind of cult polygamist?” Her breaths turned to short pants.
    “Worse than that,” Maggie said over her shoulder.
    Worse? “What could possibly be worse? Who the hell are you people…really?”
    “Think about it. Where are the mothers?” Niko said, catching Julianna’s gaze as he stepped closer to Maggie.
    Julianna’s eyes flew to the monitors. There were no women on them. The nurses were too old to be mothers to the children in the nursery rooms. Her father had told her for years that her mother was dead. What if she wasn’t? What if she really wasn’t who she thought she was?
    She straightened her shoulders and breathed deeply. She needed to know what her father was doing. “I can get you onto that island, but shouldn’t we just call in the police? They can arrest him. We have proof with these feeds now.”
    Maggie swiveled in the computer chair. Her face was grim and her eyes flashed with the same gold flecks she’d seen in Alex’s.
    Strange.
    “No police. It’s not safe,” Maggie snapped.
    Not safe?

    A lex wasn’t part of Maggie’s family, but he knew the this is your mess, fix it look even though he couldn’t sense anything through the magick. And Julianna was spiraling. She had that twitchy look that happened in someone’s first fight—like she might bolt at any moment.
    “You’ve probably heard stories about Mexican police,” Julianna said, “but they’re actually quite responsive in Choaca. It’s the American tourism.”
    “That’s not what I meant.” Maggie turned back to the computers. “Alex.”
    He pushed a breath