I kicked my legs into high gear and broke out into a full-on run when someone tackled me from behind.
I fell into a pile of snow that had been plowed and shoved to the side of the road. Quick as a flash, I threw my attacker off me. The white wolf growled as he rolled over once then twice before righting himself on all four legs. His red eyes lasered me as his canines dripped with venom.
I roared like a lion as I stalked toward him. “Prepare to have your neck snapped, shifter.”
He growled, lowering his head, ready to attack, when a deep female voice shouted, “Dane, don’t.”
Then Webb practically growled my name. “Sam!”
It took me a second to snap out of my fury.
Vera jogged up, wearing a long leather coat that fell to her ankles. “We need him.” She threw Dane a pair of pants.
“‘Need’ is a strong word,” I fired back just as Webb approached, looking like one pissed off vampire.
Well, get in line.
The white wolf reshaped into his human form—tall, broad, and with hair as white as his wolf fur, yet the dude didn’t look a day over thirty.
Vera’s gaze bounced between Webb and me. “What do you know about the drug that killed my sister?”
Dane slipped into his pants.
Retracting his fangs, his eyes returning to blue, Webb clutched the phone in his hand. “We don’t know much, but we can help.”
Dane advanced a step, piercing Webb and me with his reddish-brown eyes. “I don’t like him.” He pointed at me.
Anger, hot and swift, caused my shoulders to lift and my gut to tighten. The feeling was mutual, but I kept my mouth shut.
Vera shot in between Dane and me. “Ease up, Dane.”
Webb stiffened but extended his hand to Dane. “I’m Commander London. I’m in charge here. We don’t want trouble.”
Dane debated whether to shake or not. “Dane Gray, alpha for the Gray Pack.”
The two exchanged a quick handshake.
The four of us settled in a circle as tension strung us together.
“Why are you working with Roman?” Webb asked.
The shifters exchanged a knowing look before Dane tipped his head at Vera.
She licked her lips. “It’s a long story, but I’ll give you the short version for now. About a year ago, Roman saved one of our own. We owed him a favor.”
“Roman saved someone?” Shock laced my tone.
“Believe it or not,” Vera said.
“Considering he used to work for a pharmaceutical company, he also promised he would help us find a solution to the drug that killed Vera’s sister,” Dane added.
A lightbulb flashed in my head. Roman had been the only one not to pass out from the drug-filled darts, which led me to conclude that maybe he had armed himself with some type of antidote. It wasn’t unheard of. Dr. Vieira had formulated an antidote for the SEAL team to protect us from sedative-type drugs that our former enemy had used as weapons to slow us down.
“You conspired with him to kidnap my niece and Webb’s daughter,” I snarled at them. “And you’re okay with murdering humans?”
Vera glanced over her shoulder at the Aberdeens, then pursed her lips. “They killed my sister. What would you do in my shoes?”
I couldn’t exactly fault her for wanting revenge. I’d been ready to gut Rianne for threatening Jo.
