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She kissed him. “I love you too. I knew you were going to come for me, but I was still scared as hell.”
He kissed her again, and then said, “I’ll always come for you.”
She rested against him for a few quiet moments, and then they got out of the truck and headed inside.
The library was empty save for Mrs. Fielder, who had a bruise on her cheek and was talking to Crew.
“Oh, Tatum! Are you okay? I was so scared for you.”
“I’m okay,” she said. “I still have a bit of a headache because they drugged me, but they didn’t hurt me. Are you okay?”
“They broke the phone and they gave me a good smack. I called the police from my cell phone, but they still haven’t shown up yet. Your friends told me you were safe, and I’m so glad to see you.”
“We can call the police and tell them that I’m safe now,” Tatum said.
Crew nodded. “Yes, would you please, Mrs. Fielder? Tatum’s ex tried to cause trouble by sending people to abduct her, but we were able to stop them and get her to safety.”
“Shouldn’t we still let the police know? So they can go after them?” Mrs. Fielder asked with a frown.
“We dealt with it,” Grey said. “They won’t come back for her. But we should put up some security measures to keep the library safer.” And Tatum should definitely, always have her phone on her.
“Oh, okay,” Mrs. Fielder said. “I’ll call right now.” She told the police that Tatum was safe, and Tatum spoke to them herself to let them know that all was well.
Grey and Tatum went into the break room so she could get her purse. At the sink, she rinsed her face and dried it with a paper towel and then got a bottle of water from the refrigerator. Her hands were shaking, so he opened the bottle for her.
“You’re probably still a little in shock from everything that happened. When we get to the farm, you can have something with sugar in it,” he said.
She nodded.
Tatum gave Mrs. Fielder a hug. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
“I’m glad that you are too. And you’re sure you’re safe?”
“I am,” Tatum said with a smile. “If it’s okay with you, I’m going to go home and rest. It’s been a stressful day.”
“Of course, I’ll handle the rest of the day.”
Grey took Tatum’s hand and they left with the herd. On the way, he had Tatum call Doc Paula at the park, who told them that if it was chloroform that was used, it would leave her system pretty quickly once she wasn’t being exposed to it and that there wouldn’t be lingering effects.
“You feel okay?” he asked.
“A little shaky still, but yeah,” she said. She leaned against him with a sigh.
He didn’t like thinking how close he came to nearly losing her, and he thanked his lucky stars that he’d been able to get her back in his arms.
Colton stood in the backyard of the cramped cabin and stared at the pit that his brother and Asher were digging. They were going to dig the hole deep and make a funeral pyre for Silas, because shifters didn’t leave their bodies in the ground for humans to find.
But that was the least of his problems right now.
He was absolutely consumed with rage.
Not that Silas was dead. Yes, it was inconvenient, and the male had been with him forever and would be missed in some ways, but mainly just furious at Crew and his damned herd.
It all came back to Zara.
She’d betrayed Colton by leaving his herd and shacking up with Crew, and then Crew’s male had taken out his number-two, and they were already small in number. It wasn’t like he could put an ad on a damn recruitment website for herd members; he was now stuck at four.
Weston hefted himself from the waist-high hole and brushed at his dirty jeans. “Is that deep enough?”
