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“Damn it, we should have seen this coming,” Nick growled, his voice vibrating with barely restrained fury.
“We can’t let them hurt him,” Sarah said, terror coloring her words.
“We won’t,” he assured her, turning to face her with hazel eyes aflame with protective resolve.“I swear on my life, Sarah.We’ll get our son back.”Nick’s hand found hers and gripped it.“No matter what it takes.”
Before she could respond, a chorus of chimes filled the room as phones lit up around them.Anders pulled out his phone first, his brow furrowing as he read the message.One by one, the others checked their devices, expressions of dread washing over their faces.
“What is it?”Sarah asked.Her phone was still in the Jeep, dammit.
“Vincent is calling a pack meeting,” Anders announced.“On Sunburst Mesa.”
A cold shiver raced down Sarah’s spine.
The mesa was Vincent’s territory, his power center.He’d use it to display dominance, to remind them all that he was in control.
Just as he always did.
But if he had Javier…
“Then that’s where we’re going,” she said, her voice steadier than she felt.Every nerve in her body screamed in protest, but she had no other choice.She would face the devil himself to keep her child safe.
“Are you sure?”Conall asked, his tone cautious.“It could be a trap.”
“Of course it’s a trap,” Sarah said.“But he has my son.I won’t hide while Javier is in danger.”
“We’ll stand with you,” Larissa said.
“Are you sure?”Sarah glanced around.“We’re still outnumbered.”
The group exchanged grim looks, but they all nodded.
Malcolm stepped up to stand next to Larissa, speaking to Sarah—but his words were meant for everyone.“We can’t allow Vincent to go on threatening the pack’s children.”His voice dropped.“He’s already proven he has no scruples when it comes to hurting—killing—them.”
Quinton, usually so quiet, spoke up.“We should have done something long before now.”
As much as Sarah wanted to accept their help, she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if she didn’t remind them of the danger one more time.“Even with Bronx and Ryker, it’ll still be—what?Four or five to one?The odds aren’t exactly in our favor.”
“Actually…” Anders drew the word out.“I doubt we’re the only ones tired of these kinds of power plays.”He glanced at Malcolm.“I won’t be surprised if others come to our side as soon as they realize we’re making a move against Vincent.”
“Agreed,” Larissa and Malcolm said at the same moment.
That was all Sarah needed to hear.She swallowed, glancing around at the shifters.“Then we leave now.”
She would go to the mesa, she would face Vincent, and she would bring her son home.
Fear has no place in the heart of a mother wolf, she told herself.Still, her hands trembled as her mind raced with possibilities, each more terrifying than the last.
Javier, her sweet, inquisitive little boy, was out there somewhere under Vincent’s control.And every second they wasted heightened the risk to her baby.
“Vincent will use him against me,” she muttered.“He knows that’s the only way to break me.”
“I won’t let him hurt our son,” Nick said.“But I don’t think you should try to shift—you’re not healed yet.”
“We’ll meet you on the mesa,” Malcolm said, gesturing to the others to follow him outside.
“We could walk,” Sarah said, but Nick shook his head.
“We should take Percy’s car.Vincent needs to know his enforcer is lost to us.”
