“What’s nothing?”
“It’s just that Boone’s acting kind of irrationally. I mean, Rob would have to see if he really is too dangerous. Or if he’s gone feral.”
“Feral? What do you mean?”
“Sometimes wolves go feral. Like they stay in wolf form and don’t want to change back. When that happens…”
Alarm bells clanged. Fear shot through me–more fear than I’d felt yesterday for my own safety. So much more. My face was sore, but I’d been icing it and taking the ibuprofen. It was fine. Why would I care about that when Boone might be considered feral?
“What?”
“Well, he might have to be put down.”
What? PUT DOWN?
“The hell he will,” I snarled. “Where are they? Take me to that cabin right now,” I demanded, heading toward the back door where I’d set my boots.
“We should just wait,” Natalie said, sitting an arm on my shoulder. As if that would stop me. “They’ll come back here after Alpha has sorted things out.”
I shook my head. “No. No way. I’m not letting anyone touch Boone. He’s my mate.” Tears filled my eyes. “They can’t hurt him! I love him, and Rob needs to know that he did what he did to Marty to protect me.”
“I definitely think Rob understands that,” Marina said gently, coming to stand in front of me. “It would just be a matter of whether he’s too far gone now.”
Too far gone?
A tear spilled down my face. There was no way he was too far gone. He couldn’t be.
And even if he were, I would bring him back. I wouldn’t let him go feral. I wouldn’t. He was never too far gone for me.
I turned to Natalie and narrowed my eyes. “Either take me up to that cabin so I can talk to Rob, or I’m stealing your truck.”
“Whoa, slow down,” Marina said, hand raised.
“Now!” I snapped, setting my hands on my hips.
I knew it was no way to talk to my friends, but my heart was in my throat. I needed to be the one to talk to Boone. To get him to come back to me. To all of us. I didn’t trust any of them to do it.
Both women started at my exclamation.
“Okay,” Natalie said. “Okay. We’ll drive up there.”
35
BOONE
* * *
Rob led us through the snow to the pack cabin up on the mountain. The one that we used as home base for the full moon runs, pack meetings, and other events.
So he wanted to talk before he decided my fate. Fine.
We stepped inside through the large dog-door as wolves then shifted. Without saying a word, everyone pulled their spare clothes from their cubbies in the mudroom.
“For fuck’s sake, Boone,” Roy said as we got dressed, accusation heavy in his voice. “You can’t bail–”
Rob made a low growling sound in his throat, and Roy shut up. This was Rob’s show. He was alpha. He’d be handling the justice tonight.
No one tried to talk after that.
