The house was all beige and blacks. It was a bachelor pad. “Well, at least seeing the house has answered some of my questions. Do any of the guys I met tonight have a mate?”
“No.”
Aha, she got him to talk. “Why not? Are you not a pack?”
“I am the leader, and we live here as a small away team. The alpha for this state is in the big city.”
“Oh, okay. Can I use your phone to call my family?”
“Yeah, sure. Tell them I will personally escort you home tomorrow. You won’t get away from me.”
He so didn’t just say that. This guy was really pissing her off. She didn’t think she could handle being around him any longer.
Remy went to the phone and called Eve. “I’m coming home. I’m ready.”
Eve squealed. “Oh my God, this is so awesome. That means you’ll be home for my birthday. We can party together. You can have one last, big splash.”
“Sounds great. I’ll keep my phone turned on, and you can call me to tell me when and where.”
* * * *
Arden knew he was at a fucking intervention. His family and friends were there, the women were the only people missing. He’d known after what he’d done to Ava the other day, almost hurting her when she came to help him, that he was goner. That he’d turned feral. He tried to muster up a feeling, but he didn’t care. It had been months and Remy hadn’t come home. He’d been holding on because he thought she would. Now he’d run out of time, and he was going to be put down.
He listened as his friends tried talking to him, but he really didn’t give a flying fuck what they said. Arden wondered if they’d let him go out fighting. He’d fought every night, and he was brutal. He knew some of the new recruits at the base were terrified of him, but again, he didn’t care.
He stood and walked toward the exit. When he heard Remy’s name, he froze. She’d been taken by demons and so had Ava, Sandra, and Lexie, Duke’s mate. He listened as the women told their mates that Remy had been coming home, and she’d met them at a bar that they’d stopped at because their car had broken down. The demons had come in the bar and attacked. Before the last words were out Arden was walking to the garage where they kept all the cars.
He shouted to Devlin to come. “What the fuck is the fastest car we have?”
“The Ferrari Enzos.” Devlin winced. “No. Arden, they are not for rescue missions. You’ll wreck them.”
Arden shrugged. He’d bought the car to have fun in. Devlin was the car guy and he’d said the Ferrari Enzo was the best, so he and his brothers had bought one each to enjoy. He got in his own and Blake got into the passenger side.
“Let’s go. We’re following Rane,” Blake said.
Arden didn’t need to be told twice. He sped out of the garage and followed Rane.
* * * *
Okay, so maybe Remy shouldn’t have run from Derek and Dickson, but they’d pissed her off beyond boiling point and by the time the plane landed she knew if she didn’t leave them she’d kill them. They hadn’t been able to get a flight until late in the evening, which meant she didn’t get home until late. Remy had put up with them giving her the silent treatment, and when they did speak it was one word, clipped and short. So in the airport rush she ran and lost them, got in a taxi, and headed toward home, calling Eve to find out where they were.
They had broken down on the way home and were stuck at a pub. Eager to be with her friends, and happy the cab ride would be cheaper, she directed the taxi driver to the new destination to meet her friends.
Remy arrived not long before demons attacked, and she’d fought with everything she had but lost. She was now sitting in a dirty dungeon like place deep under the ground with special metal chains wrapped around her wrists. Remy had tried burning them off, but they wouldn’t melt.
Remy glanced around the room to see a bunch of scared women. Lexie was chained to the opposite side. “How long do you think we’ve been down here?” Remy asked.
Lexie shrugged, and the chains jingled. “I don’t know. I passed out too. I only woke a bit before you. Do you think the men will find us?” Remy could hear the shaking in Lexie’s voice.
“Yes, they wouldn’t leave us.” Remy hoped and prayed the wolves found them. She promised herself if she got out of there she would help fight demons. She would mate Arden and make it up to him for running. She prayed and begged the fates that be for what felt like hours.
When the ground above them started to shift and shake, the women around her screamed, but not Lexie, she yelled, “Get them to shut up, Remy. It’s Logan, I know his pull.”