most.” “We cannot wait a week. We’ll move against him tonight,” his father said. The others murmured in agreement with the exception of Nick. “We need a plan first. If this guy is experimenting on shifters, he’s going to have proper weapons to hurt us. I think half of us should go in human form, the other half, shifted.” His father and the others nodded. That still didn’t alleviate the fact that they didn’t have the schematics of Perez’s house or know how many men they’d be up against, but they’d make it work. Stephan knew the layout of the first floor so that would have to be good enough. 78
Worth the Risk “I might be able to help,” Marisol’s soft voice silenced the rest of the room. Her hands shook as she opened her small purse. “This is the design plan for Perez’s house.” Stephan was across the room before anyone could move. He frowned as he scanned it. The DEA hadn’t been able to get this because it hadn’t been recorded online anywhere. “How did you get this?” “Luck and money. I met the architect a few months ago at a club in South Beach. It took a lot of sweet talking and cost a small fortune, but he gave me a copy.” He held out his hand to her. She stared at it for a moment before placing her much smaller one in his then stood. Stephan glanced at his family. “Give me a second.” They left the kitchen and he kept walking until they were upstairs and out of earshot. Once they were alone, he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her close. “Are you okay?” She tensed under his touch and shrugged. “Your family is not happy with me.” “They’ll get over it.” She swallowed hard. “I don’t really care about them…no offense. I just care what you think.” He wasn’t exactly happy she’d lied to him either, but that wasn’t what she needed to hear. Part of him wanted to shake her senseless, but more than anything he just wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her. “Why didn’t you tell me about Perez?” “I…I didn’t think I’d even get out of his house alive. I just needed one shot to kill him and…” And she’d been willing to die to do it. The words hung silently in the air. He wasn’t sure how to even digest her words. “I have to go, but we are going to talk about this.” “I know,” she whispered. So many things still needed to be said but time wasn’t his friend. They needed to catch Perez unaware. His guard would be down tonight. Stephan had seen the greed in 79
Savannah Stuart his eyes earlier. Perez was ready to deal and he thought he had a sure thing with Stephan Vasquez . He’d made his first big mistake by settling in Miami. Stephan was going to make damn sure that son of a bitch didn’t make it out of his house alive tonight. Then he was going to hunt down whoever had betrayed Marisol’s pack. * * * * * In wolf form, Stephan edged along the perimeter of Perez’s expansive backyard. He’d already knocked out two armed guards using brute strength. Thomas, his father and he had opted to shift because they were stronger in wolf form and looked a hell of a lot more intimidating than the other two who’d stayed in human form. Using the overgrown foliage and gazebo as cover, he blended in with the shadows. The males of his pack had spread out and they were converging on the house from all angles. It would give them the element of surprise. With his heightened senses, everything around him was clearer. In addition to the men he’d knocked out, a guard or someone not of his pack was nearby. He could smell the individual. Tobacco and a specific body odor accosted Stephan’s senses. As he peered around one of the bushes, he spotted a man sitting on one of the lounge chairs by the pool smoking a cigarette. Stephan could sense other bodies, but he couldn’t make out anyone else that was closer than the lone guard. He hoped his brothers had already immobilized the