Throwing the old, worn hacky sack into the air, I catch it and repeat.
“That,” he grunts, snatching it out of the air.
“Well.” I blow out a harsh breath, sitting up. “I’m bored, and you refuse to go out. Harlan was already let off his leash to search for his girl. We should be out there looking for ours.”
“You’re getting ahead of yourself, Sloane. She’s not our anything.”
That makes me snort a laugh. “Babe, you’ve been looking for this girl foryears. You made it your life’s mission. Don’t tell me she isn’t ours.”
“I’ve been looking for her because it’s my job.”
“A job that hasn’t actually been your job for a while now. You, yourself have told me that since the moment you saw her photo pop up in the case file, you’ve been drawn to her. If that’s not the universe giving us a sign, I don’t know what is.”
He glares and tosses the hacky sack back at me, hitting me in the head. “I don’t want to just assume anything, okay? Yes, I want to find her, but we know nothing about her. She could already have a whole life she built for herself. A pack, Alphas, kids. I’d like to see, with my own eyes, that she’s safe and alive and go from there.”
“Oh, baby,” I chuckle, getting to my feet and gripping his chin. “You’re a fool if you think I’d believe, for even a moment, that you would just leave Widows Peak without marking that woman and making her yours. We both know once you’re fixated on something, you won’t stop until you get what you want. And that's the pretty blonde girl from the photo.”
“Doesn’t matter.” His brow furrows. “Just because I feel a pull toward her doesn't change the fact I know nothing about this woman. For all I know, we could hate one another.”
“Shhhh,” I murmur, leaning in to press a kiss to his grumpy lips. With my free hand, I grip his firm ass cheek and pull him toward me, grinding my cock against his. “Be a good boy and get your sexy ass out of this hotel room. We have an Omega to find.”
He sighs in defeat. “Fine.”
“‘Atta boy,” I chuckle, slapping his ass, earning myself one of his sexy scowls. Snatching the truck keys off the table, I make my way to the door. Isidro’s keeping the sheriff busy with his tale that our SUV broke down, but we always travel in two vehicles. “I’ll drive.”
Widows Peak isn’t a very big town. All the main shops are on one road. It’s the houses that branch off in different directions. If you thought it would be easy to find someone, you would be wrong.
“This town is strange,” Aiden mutters as we head back to the truck. So far, we’ve tried the grocery store, a coffee shop, the pizza place, and the pharmacy. Every time we asked about a blonde woman named Lexi, we were given nasty glares and tight lips. “It’s like we’re not welcome.”
“I mean, we are two strange men in a small town of people. They seem like the ‘everyone knows everyone’ kind,andwe’re asking about a woman. We come off as creepers,” I chuckle.
He frowns. “How else are we supposed to get any answers?”
I shrug. “We could try just hanging around some places like regular customers. Isidro already fed the sheriff our reason for being here. It will come off as very suspicious if we keep going about it this way. I know you like to get things done, babe, but I think we might have to play the long game for this one.”
“I don’t want to play the long game, Sloane. We’ve been playing the fucking long game for ten years already. I think we’re due answers.”
Aiden and his brother, Harlan, worked with the FBI. They were assigned a case about two missing twin sisters, Lexi and Silva Davenport. They ran away from their foster home just after their eighteenth birthday. They were told it was a lost cause, but it was protocol for them to look into it as best they could.
As soon as Aiden and Harlan saw their photos, something inside them shifted. They became obsessed, digging deep into what could have happened to the girls.
Eventually, it was deemed a dead end, and they were asked to drop the case. Of course, these two stubborn Alphas didn’t take kindly to that and continued to work on it.
It’s been years of dead ends and no new leads. It’s like these two women never even existed. It wasn’t until recently that we got a crumb of a lead about a town where Omegas go to start over.
It was a long shot, but of course, the two of them knew it was one wehadto take.
So here we are in this odd little town hidden away in the Colorado mountains. One way in, one way out.
And ever since we arrived, all we’ve gotten is some dirty looks.
A knock on Aiden’s window has him reaching for his gun.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, boy.”
A man leans forward. Blond, well-built, and a badge pressed against the window that says Widows Peak’s Sheriff.
“Shit,” Aiden curses.
