Page 39 of Cruel Revenge
“FATHER!” Davor’s roar echoed in the halls. Hasan dropped his glass and started to get up. Heath was right behind him.
“PA!” Landon screamed next.
They were both rushing for the door. Davor was the one who was closest, with Dirk and Landon behind them, trying to catch up.
“What’s wrong?” Heath demanded.
“What’s going on?” Hasan asked at the same time.
Davor was panting, holding a tablet up.
“Jacky. Breaking news. Killed someone in a parking lot. Carey was dragged into an SUV.” Davor was holding up the live article, being updated in real time, with someone talking on a video at the top. “Police tried to stop the chase through Tyler.”
Heath was already turning, knowing where he had to be.
Carey was dragged into an SUV.
Jacky killed someone.
“Heath!” Hasan’s word snapped through the air. “Keep your door open. I’m getting Subira.”
Heath could only nod, and Dirk said something that he couldn’t hear. He was already running to his door. He yanked it open and felt it grab him. He snarled, only to see Dirk holding it now.
“I’ll hold the door, Alpha,” Dirk said as Davor and Landon were coming behind him. They followed him into his office and out into the packhouse. Heath stopped there, remembering hewas an Alpha, a member of the Tribunal, and while he only wanted to run after Jacky and Carey, he had several werewolves to consider.
“Landon, turn around and go get the pack. Everyone. Damnit, definitely get Teagan and Shamus first and bring them to me now. Their kids were all with Jacky and Carey.” Heath pointed back to the open door, and Landon was already moving. A second later, Hasan and Subira were there, coming through.
“We’ll find Jacky,” Subira said quickly, her clothing looking insanely out of place in his packhouse. She clearly hadn’t been prepared to step into the modern world today. It almost knocked Heath off his stride.
“Can you?” Heath asked.
Subira lifted her hands and chanted something in a language Heath couldn’t even identify. She inhaled deeply at the end as the smell of magic filled the pack house. Her eyes became those of a werecat, bright in the lights of his office in the real world.
“Yeah, I can find her,” Subira said. “My charm activated. My magic will lead me to her. It’s clung to her since the Change was forced.”
“I have the pack coming. The Tribunal went on red alert and is collecting everyone and bringing them for us!” Landon yelled out from inside, running through the door a moment later.
“We have to wait on them,” Heath said, feeling deeply impatient, but he knew he couldn’t do anything effectively without the pack together and on the same page.
“Niko is calling,” Davor said, leaving the office as he answered.
“Tell him to drive as quickly as he can,” Hasan ordered. There was no confirmation that Davor heard, but they heard Davor on the phone.
“You saw the news? Good. Father and Mother are here. We need you too. Call and tell our siblings we’re here alreadyworking on this while you drive. See you soon.” The beep of a disconnect. “He’s on the way! He’ll tell everyone else.”
“Get the witch,” Subira said sharply next, in the most commending tone Heath had ever heard from her.
“Olivia?” Heath frowned. “Why?”
“We’re going to need her healing abilities,” Subira answered. “If they forced the charm I gave Jacky to activate, that means they did mortal damage to her, Heath. Which means they can do it again,” Subira snapped.
“Hasa— Grandfather, take my truck,” Dirk said, his words unsure. Hasan grabbed the keys Dirk offered. “Black one. Landon and I will ride with Heath in the back of his if we have to.”
“Thank you, Grandson,” Hasan said, quickly touching Dirk’s shoulder. Then he turned back to Subira. “Can you track the witch? You know her magic well.”
Subira raised her hand again and nodded.
“She’s actually very close. She’s running toward us.”
