Chay’s eyes widened. “Call Keeland. Call him right now.”
Dom started to reach for his phone, but a hand on his arm stopped him. He glanced up at Chay. The man tapped the side of his head. “Call him here.”
Oh, right.
Dom closed his eyes and concentrated on talking to Keeland through their bond.“Keeland, can you hear me?”
Dom didn’t hear anything for a moment, but then Keeland’s voice came through, sounding tentative and anxious.“Dom?”
“Yeah, baby, it’s me. I know you wanted a little time to think, but is everything okay?”
“Define okay.”
Dom frowned.“Are you safe?”
“Define safe.”
“Keeland!”
“You remember those two guys in suits?”
Dom swallowed tightly as he opened his eyes and stared at Chay. How could he forget them?“Yes.”
“They’re back,”Keeland replied,“and they're being a lot more insistent this time, asking a lot of questions about wild animals and my association with people here in town.”
Dom’s claws sprouted from his fingertips. He dug them into the wood of the doorframe.“They’re there now?”
“Yep.”
Dom pushed past Chay and headed for the front door.“I’ll be right there.”
“Dom—”
“Five minutes, Keeland.”
“Be careful.”
Dom smiled to himself, because Keeland certainly couldn’t see it.“I will, Special K.”
Chay was right there with Dom as he climbed onto his bike. Dom grabbed his helmet, but before pulling it on, he turned to look at his best friend. “Those guys who were questioning Keeland before are there again, giving him a hard time.”
“Right,” Chay replied. “I’ll have Gabe meet us there.”
Dom pulled on his helmet and started up his bike. It was all he could do not to peel out and race down the road. Still, he probably pushed the speed limit just a bit. His need to get to his mate as quickly as possible was riding him harder than riding his motorcycle on the pavement without rubber on his tires.
He couldn’t help but wonder if these were the same men he'd tangled with the night before. He’d been patrolling the area around Keeland’s house, unable to be far away from him, and spotted a couple of men sneaking through the bushes.
The fight had been brief but vicious. Dom had to wonder if the humans he’d been fighting knew he would be there or if they were simply trained to fight shifters. He’d barely gotten away with his fur intact.
The ride to Keeland’s clinic was quick, as Dom knew it would be. He pulled off the road and parked his bike about a block away. If someone was actually there, he doubted they had come alone, not after fighting him the previous night. That was assuming they were the same people, and Dom was pretty sure they were. Just how many people could be stalking his mate, after all?
Once Chay pulled up and parked next to him, Dom took off his helmet and climbed off his bike. He waited for Chay to do the same, then asked, “Where’s Gabe?”
“He’s taking Henrietta in for her checkup.”
Huh?
“Come again?”
