Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“His son is missing?” I cock my head. “Do you think that’s related to Ellie disappearing?”
“I think it’s a chance to get some more information.”
“How did he find you?”
Gray shrugs. “I targeted some ads to him. He’s taken the bait. Now I go and see him.”
“I want to see him too. I want to hear everything he says.”
“You can wear a wire, but I think it’s best if you don’t go, given you’ve met with him before. We don’t want him to know what’s going on with us. We don’t want him to think we’re related.”
“Is he stupid?”
“No.”
“Then he’s going to know.”
“How would he know?”
“He’s going to know.”
“You just want to come.”
“I do.”
“Is there any chance you could trust me with this?”
“No.”
Gray smirks. “Fine, but if you come, and he clams up, and we don’t get the information, that’s on you.”
“Don’t worry,” I say. “I have a plan.”
“Oh, yeah? What’s the plan?”
“I will fucking beat it out of him.”
Gray smirks, then laughs. “Alright,” he says. “I guess you’re coming with.”
I do agree to at least wear a wide-brimmed hat and keep my head down at first when we get to Rainer’s home. We’ve been here before, of course. Not that he knows that. Gray is wearing a suit, and looking official. I become practically invisible to Rainer immediately because I look like an assistant or a bodyguard or some other kind of grunt.
“Gray Dulac,” he says. “Wolf Tracking Services.”
“You sound like an animal reconnaissance company,” Rainer says, shaking his hand. He leads us into a dining room.
“Most people are animals, sir,” Gray says. That makes Rainer laugh. Nothing like a little misanthropy to lighten the mood and break the ice, I guess.
“My son is missing,” Rainer says, getting right to the point. “He was driving with his fiancée, and they disappeared off the road. The car has been found, but he has not.”
“And the fiancée?”
“I’m less worried about her,” Rainer says. “Mostly due to the fact she is not my son. And the fact that I suspect she has something to do with his disappearance.”
“What is his fiancée’s name?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“Mister Dulac—why does that name sound familiar? Doesn’t matter.” He dismisses the question as quickly as he asked it. “I don’t know her name. Their courtship was very whirlwind.”
“So Patrick was madly in love with this mystery woman?”
Rainer shifts uncomfortably. He is obviously lying at this point in time, trying to come up with something to say that will not implicate him at what is starting to seem like a very stupid plan to get rid of my fucking mate.
“Alright, I’m going to level with you,” he says. “There’s been a little bitch messing with one of my developments for a while. We thought marrying her off and getting her to settle down would help the situation. My son needed a wife. She needed someone to keep her in check.”
I am trying not to burst from fury. Only the fact that his son is now likely dead is keeping me from bursting out of my skin.
“I am assuming things did not go to plan,” Gray says calmly.
“They did not. She abducted my son, and she’s holding him for ransom.”
I almost burst out laughing, but manage to turn it into a cough. I am so damn proud of Ellie right now. This is the kind of chaos I expect from her. I wonder why I ever worried about her. Of course she’s managed to turn things to her advantage. That’s what she does. She’s uncontrollable.
“She’s holding your son ransom? How do you know?” Gray keeps his tone relatively placid.
“I’ve received this.”
Rainer turns his phone and shows us a video.
There’s a man on the screen, a younger, blonder version of Rainer. He looks bruised up, and maybe even a little gnawed on. HIs lower lip quivers as he speaks, and he keeps shooting terrified glances at the woman behind the camera.
“She’s going to kill me if you don’t give her that forest,” he says, his voice trembling. “She’s a monster. She’s a…”
“Uh uh.”
I hear Ellie’s voice, and I feel a massive surge of relief knowing that she is not only well, but thriving.
I am a little annoyed she hasn’t bothered to call me to let me know she is okay, but I guess she has her hands full. She’s a little busy being that poor asshole’s worst nightmare. She cut him off right before he said she was a wolf, too. He doesn’t know that he’s already dead yet, but he is. You don’t get to know the secret of our kind and stay alive. That’s the fundamental law of our breed.
Gray and I look at one another. I can tell he’s feeling a little bad for this man and his son. He’s soft, that’s the problem with Gray. He’s been getting softer over time, too. We cannot have an ounce of mercy for these men who thought they could take my mate and do whatever they wanted with her.