One by one, they grasp my hand.
“Nice to meet you,” I say.
Each man is strikingly handsome, standing about as tall as Archer and Thatcher.
Thatcher continues. “They’re a pack from South Carolina—also Wolves. They helped us with a clean-up mission a year ago. Since then, we've supported each other through tough times. Our fathers expanded the Wolves into two more states. I’m sure their aim is to spread the Wolves worldwide.”
“Big changes are happening and they are involved,” Archer adds.
“Thatcher and I need to stay here and protect you. The Thorne pack will find Dustin and Sawyer.”
My heart plummets to the floor. They don’t know where they are. My acidic apple scent permeates the air.
The Thorne pack jaws twitch. It’s clear my scent is making them feel uncomfortable.
“You have to find them,” I plead.
“We will do all we can,” Wilder reassures me with his sad gray eyes.
My eyes move over their pack again and I notice they all appear somber. Do they have an omega? Maybe they’re lonely without one.
“Thank you.” My smile doesn’t quite meet my eyes.
“I’ll walk you out,” Archer says.
They walk into the kitchen.
“Thatcher, where are they going?”
He takes my hand and leads me upstairs. “To the underground tunnels.”
“The tunnels we were inside the other night?”
“No, we didn’t know about those tunnels. I have a feeling our fathers did. Not sure why they didn’t tell us about them.”
He releases my hand. “Have a seat on the ottoman. I’ll run you a bath.”
The guys have turned my nest and bathroom into an oasis.
I love the plush purple ottoman. It matches the purple walls in my nest. My hands move across the soft fabric. Sawyer picked this out for me. And it was Dustin’s idea to paint the nest. I run my hands over my hair.
“Thatcher, I really shouldn’t be staying in an all alpha secret society house.”
He moves his large hand around the water flowing into the oversized tub.
“We kicked them out. The Wolves will meet underground for the time being.”
“I can’t live her indefinitely,” I tell him.
A possessive purr rumbles in his chest. “Yes, you can and will.”
“Dustin said he’ll walk away from the Wolves.” I push down the overwhelming worry in the pit of my stomach.
“Archer being the president gives us the upper hand.”
My brows rise. “To do what?”
“You’ll see.” He winks.
