Page 40 of Cruel Revenge
Subira was then moving, going out to meet Olivia.
Finally, members of the pack were showing up, all having run.
“Let’s move to the main room,” Heath ordered, waving people out of his office, which couldn’t accommodate everyone.
They filed out. Heath did a head count of his werewolves as Subira walked back in with Olivia, who looked scared.
“The news at Kick Shot. I was there for dinner, hoping to be there when everyone got back from Dallas and the Tribunal…” She was shaking, and Teagan ran for her, wrapping his arms around her.
“What was on the news?” Teagan asked.
“We’re going to talk about that,” Heath said. “This is a red alert.” He raised his voice, transitioning from speaking to only Teagan to the entire pack. “Jacky, Carey, Stacy, Kody, Arlo, andBenjamin were in Tyler tonight. The werewolves were on guard duty. All we know right now is that Carey was grabbed and put into an SUV; she’s been kidnapped or was being kidnapped. Jacky killed someone on camera. There was a chase, or still is a chase, in Tyler.”
“They dropped the chase right as they left town,” Davor spoke up, adding new information. “Tyler’s police report they contacted more appropriate authorities. Apparently, Jacky used her telepathy on a mass group of people, so everyone knows Carey was in that SUV as well.”
“The BSA will be here as soon as they can, then,” Heath said, hating that. They were going to get in the way, and he was having a hard enough time. He just wanted to be running for his daughter and his love. But now, he also had two fathers who had no idea where their children were, either.
Shamus was already trying to call, nearly pulling out his own hair as he cursed when no one picked up.
“Come on, Stacy!” he pleaded to the phone.
“The boys,” Olivia whispered.
“You two are with me,” Subira said, pointing at Olivia and Teagan.
Heath nodded to Teagan, giving him silent permission to follow Olivia with the werecats.
“Carlos, Piper, and Roselyn. You three will stay here and hold the packhouse. Keep the BSA busy if they come here first. Ranger, go to Jacky’s home, and do the same there. Dirk, Landon, and Shamus, you’ll come with me. Move out!”
And everyone jumped into action.
Subira and Hasan led the group out of the building, moving the fastest. Subira jumped into the back of Dirk’s truck, Teagan with her. Olivia was pointed to sit in the cab with Hasan. Heath got into his own truck, Shamus inside with him, while Landonand Dirk landed in the back hard enough to bounce the truck. Ranger got into his car and waited.
From there, everyone split up, Subira and Hasan going toward Jacky. Heath knew he had to do things more officially, no matter what else he wanted. He was headed for the restaurant where his daughter, love, and four young werewolves were supposed to be safe.
Heath hadn’t been overly religious in centuries, since he became a werewolf and his concept of God and religion and myth changed.
Now, all he could do was pray, hoping any gods heard him.
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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
HASAN
Hasan drove fast, trying to ignore the shaking, small witch next to him. It pricked an old memory of when his mate had been less confident. It had taken years for him to build her up into the majestic woman she was now. He’d only spent those long years trying to tell her. He remembered the traumatic day that changed her forever. He knew why Subira was drawn to Olivia. First, she had stepped up to help Jacky only because Dirk had asked her to. Second, she was a sweet thing, connected to nature, much like his mate. His mate took it a step further, finding the magic in the natural world. Even he, avoidant of magic and any witches outside his family, could see the parallels between Olivia and Subira. Olivia also reached out into the natural world and felt the magic, even if she didn’t have the power to be like his mate.
But she was still a foreign witch. He tolerated it, focusing on getting to his daughter.
“She’s north of us,” Subira whispered loud enough next to the window. In his mind, he saw the path Subira wished to follow and tried to find the right turns for it.
“I need a map of the roads,” he finally said. Olivia nodded and started hitting fancy buttons on Dirk’s truck until a map showed up. She even zoomed it out so he could see even more of the roads. Hasan was used to luxury, but he didn’t often need to drive. He also didn’t know Dirk’s truck.
A truck. He’s properly becoming an American, thanks to Jacky and the werewolves.
It was an errant and amusing thought in a terrible moment. Subira prodded him mentally, also finding it lightly humorous, something for them to remember for a better day. After five thousand years together, they knew how to pay attention to the world together.
He was flying in the truck, hitting speeds over one hundred miles per hour. Olivia and Teagan were in danger at this speed, but he knew if something happened, his mate was going to protect them over him. He made sure of it mentally, picturing it, and she sent back a confirmation. She would keep them safe if something came out in front of him before he could brake. It wouldn’t be perfect, but they didn’t need to kill anyone else tonight.
