Page 70 of Banished Mates
I understood this and I’d still passed out. Fuck. I knocked into a stand near the front door and a piece of paper fluttered to the ground.
Please trust me. I will be back soon.
P.S. Don’t be mad.
P.P.S. Don’t fight with each other.
She was fucking gone.
I was already half out the door when I paused at the threshold. The other two were still asleep. I rubbed my face. Why was I hesitating?
I didn’t owe them anything.
But the way she looked at them...
They were part of her happiness.
Fuck.
I disliked it, but I hated the thought of her not being happy and they were a part of that.
Mates were sacred and once you found yours, the ache to be near them was indescribably painful.
I didn’t want her to be in pain.
That made my decision. Striding back to the room, I slammed the door open into the wall. Kit shot into a sitting position, while Rowan bounced to his feet. They immediately searched the area and simultaneously turned their attention to me in alarm.
“She left, didn’t she?” Kit snarled and shoved off the bed, shifting back into his human form. I didn’t bother responding, it was obvious.
Kit snatched the letter from my hands.
“Trust her? While she places herself in danger?” he roared.
Same.
“Left,” Rowan snarled and was already charging past me, I caught myself before I slammed into the wall.Fucking dick.
“Rowan,” Kit snapped. “If you don’t want to run around like a headless wolf, calm the fuck down, we need to figure out where she went before we run out without a plan.”
Rowan roared and shifted into his wolf.
“She took the truck.”
Kit sneered and broke a door as he opened it. I watched him, eager tomove, but the guy had a plan, and I would wait if it would help us to find her. The cell phone we took from the man that purchased her rested on the nightstand. It had to do with that. She must have discovered something.
I tugged on the clothing Kit tossed me.
“Since the car is a rental, there’s a tracker on it,” he said, grunting as he bent to shove his feet into work boots. “I will call the place and get the location.”
“How are we getting there?”
“There’s a car behind the house.”
The pressure in my shoulders loosened.
We’re coming, Willow.
ROWAN
