Take him.I sent the thought to Orion, who bobs his head. Moving forward, he clamps his teeth into the half-wolf’s shoulder and begins to pull him. Bounding over to the woman at the edge of the field, I block her with my body. Her scent is slightly familiar. Like Moss, she smells floral and sweet like honey, but her aroma holds the spicy hint of cloves. I yip.
Her hazel-colored eyes widen. She’s a shade darker than Moss, but her hair is much lighter and lacks the coarse full-bodied curls. Tensing, she licks her full lips, and my nose twitches. She has the same wolf but not scent clinging to her.What did the pack do to its members?
“I’m sorry. Please just let me go. I don’t know what my pack is paying you to bring me back, but I have money.” She reaches into a hidden pocket with shaking hands and pulls out a thick roll of cash. “It’s all yours.”
I try to communicate with her, but her wolf is down deep.Has she ever even changed?Resigned, I shift into a human form. Her jaw drops, and she jumps back.
“Brook Michaels?”
“I. Yes.”
“Moss sent us to meet you.”
The relief flooding her tiger’s eye-colored gaze is beautiful to witness.Beautiful? What the hell.
“We have to go. Something is off here.”
“I ran away from my wedding.”
“I gathered that.”
“How did she know I was coming? Oh my god. You’re starkers.” She glances away, and I laugh.
“We’re wolves. This is just as natural as our wolf shape.”
“Not to me,” she whispers.
I huff a laugh. “Sorry about that, cub. I couldn’t reach your wolf to explain.”
“My wolf?” She asks.
“I don’t have time to educate you, cub. We need to go before they call in reinforcements.” I nod my head back across the road. “Or the cops show up.”
“H-how do I know you are who you claim to be.”
“I don’t exactly have an I.D. on me.” I gesture down, and she nods as color stains her cheeks.
“Right. Okay.” She inhales. “I’ll follow you.”
“That’ll make things a lot easier. But I need them to be faster too.”
“What?” stepping forward, I heft her over my shoulders.
“Put me down.” her tiny fists beat at my back. Laughing, I take off into the woods, trailing Orion, who’s taken his human form and tossed the passed-out wolfman over his shoulder. We have more questions than answers, and I know we haven’t seen the last of the Fellowship.
Chapter2
Brook
I can’t keep my eyes off the stunning men driving in the front seat. They’d trussed up the man and stuffed him in the trunk. I didn’t have the nerve to ask them why they had a rope or a number of the other things I saw in the trunk. I bite my lips as I take in the sharp cheekbones of the broody brunette with hair so dark it’s almost black, and piercing crystal-blue eyes. His pointed nose and thin pale pink lips lend to the edgy vibes I’m picking up from him.
His pack mate is softer. With his soulful large dark green eyes, thick lashes, broad forehead, and strong jawline, he excused a warmth I want to get closer to. They’re completely different from the boys I’d grown up with. These are men. Powerful men. Thinking about the fluidity with which they shifted shapes has me pressing my thighs together. Only the blessed and favored can manage that.
“Your brain is booting up so loudly I can hear it from here, cub. I’m sure you have questions.” Lev glances at me in the rearview mirror, and I freeze, caught in the laser beams he calls eyes.
I frown. “I’m not a cub. I’ll be twenty in a few months.”
“Wow, double digits, brother. Cub’s all grown up.”