Page 67 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

No, I didn’t want to die.But while I tried to figure out a way out of there, I thought it best to keep him talking.

“You in a hurry to meet Death, bitch?”the third guy asked, sneering at me.

Flint spat on the floor, a grotesque ball of phlegm and what looked like blood, and I frowned.

“Oh, don’t you worry your pretty head about me.You see, I’m gonna get my place back.Your mate started shit and left.Thought he was fucking cool riling the Enforcers, making them think they could kick ME OUT!ME?!HA!”

His three minions cheered, clinking together bottles of what looked like beer, but I couldn’t be sure.

“Easy with that brew.The Witch said no more till next moon,” Flint said, smacking one of the three dickheads upside the head.

“Ouch!”

“What the hell?”

“Enough!I am the leader here.I am the prince of the Winter Falls Pack!”Flint yelled.

Oh great.This big asshole was monologuing now.Going on and on about Pack law and how wronged he was.

While I did not know a lot about Wolf Packs, I knew from Emmet that he’d been banished from his old Pack.That action alone told me all I needed to know about those Wolves.

For anyone to throw away a man, a Wolf, like my mate?Well, they had to be jealous of his power or just plain stupid because he was the best man I knew.

But I was not about to correct this fuckwit while he went on and on about how he was going to take the Pack back and it all started with showing them he was stronger than Emmet.

Yadda fucking yadda, motherfucker.

I focused my attention just behind the raging Wolf Shifter, reaching out with my third eye.One thing I had recently learned from Sherry about being a psychic medium was that shades were everywhere.

It wasn’t just the ones who’d noticed me that I could communicate with.I did not have to wait for them to initiate contact.

I saw a young figure of a shade in historic garb floating about between two bare-branched beeches.Inhaling, I focused and tried to catch her attention.Without words, of course.

The shade flickered closer.Her pale blue aura pulsed with shades of purple and pink, and I realized she was curious.

“Hello.Can you see me?”

Her voice crept into my brain, invasive, yes, but I needed her, so I allowed it.

“I can see you.Please, I need you to get a message to my mate.He’s a Wolf.Emmet Quinn.”

“You are one who helps the lost, aren’t you?Yes, I can find him to repay you for your service.”

“Please.Thank you.There isn’t much time.”

The shade looked at Flint who was pulling his hair and snarling.She nodded once, then shimmered out of sight.All I could do now was wait.And hope.

Emmet.Please find me.

“Stupid!Stupid!STUPID!”Flint screamed, slapping himself.

He was muttering nonsense.Spittle flew from his lips as he continued to rage.

“I know what to do now.I need to kill you to hurt him, see?Once I sever the matebond, Emmet really will be broken?—”

“It won’t work.Emmet doesn’t even love me,” I said, my voice shaking, betraying my emotions even as I tried to put belief behind those words.

“Do not lie to me!”

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