Was the director related to Gideon?
Hell, Rule was beginning think Jonas and Gideon didn’t share just genetics, but parents if it weren’t for the fact that he was a Bengal rather than a Lion.
The growl that left Jonas’s throat had him wincing.
“Maybe not,” Rule lied, though he was now convinced it was highly likely.
CHAPTER 29
Gypsy knew the second the Dragoon had increased speed and begun racing for the hotel that something was wrong. No more than a heartbeat later she felt something shift inside her own senses. A door opening so swiftly inside her that she had no idea how to close it or what to do with it.
“Go with it, Gypsy,” Lawe suddenly ordered as the Dragoon roared along the highway. “Rule’s in trouble.”
Rule was in trouble?
In danger?
She focused on that link, ignoring the doorway that had opened into Lawe’s senses and concentrating totally on Rule’s instead.
What was she supposed to do? How was she supposed to do it?
Centering her attention on him, she remembered how he said he could borrow from Lawe’s strength, but was he trying to borrow from her?
It sure as hell wasn’t her patience because she was going to kick his ass for making her wait to find out what was going on.
Eyes closed, she felt a glimmer of amusement touch her mind as Rule became so firmly entrenched inside her soul that she swore she could feel steel bolts anchoring him to her.
Mental strength, she realized. If he wanted stubbornness, she had that in spades.
Was that a chuckle echoing through her head without sound? Oh God, she was so going to kill him for this.
“Interesting.” She heard the voice, felt Gideon’s name whisper through her mind. A second later she knew what was going on and felt her heart nearly stop in dread at the knowledge that the insanity Rule had described as Gideon held Rachel’s baby in his arms.
She couldn’t “see” what was happening. It was impressions, a sense of Breeds filling the suite, Gideon’s amusement and Jonas’s fury. And a second of complete terror at the knowledge that Gideon had tossed the child free of him as he jumped from the opened balcony door, over the railing to a two-person jet-copter obviously there to retrieve him.
Lobo Reever had a jet-copter. It was the only one in the area, she thought. At least, the only one she knew of. Except for the one the Navajo Covert Law Enforcement Agency owned.
The link between them immediately shut down as Gypsy blinked in surprise.
“Son of a bitch,” Lawe hissed through his teeth, his gaze meeting hers in the rearview mirror for the briefest second. “Tell me, Gypsy, just how many fucking secrets is my brother hiding from me?”
Uh-oh. She had a feeling Lawe just might be one up on the fact that Rule had been hiding Judd for the past nine years or so.
Bad Rule.
“He’s your brother,” she scoffed, glaring back at him. “Take that up with him.”
His gaze shot to hers through the mirror once again, the suspicious disbelief glittering brilliantly in the lighter blue hue.
“You know, Gypsy,” he pointed out, his tone rougher, frustrated as he turned his attention back to the road, “I’d be careful. Even as his mate, you’ll learn you’re not exempt from Rule’s manipulations.”
“I could have sworn I heard the same thing said to Rachel at some point concerning Jonas, just in the past weeks,” she mused, turning her attention out the window of the Dragoon once again.