Neither did Remy.
“We’ll get her out safely. I promise,” he said.
Gemma gave him Lee’s address, and while he didn’t know that particular part of the lake area, he knew he could find it.
As he was about to hang up, Gemma stopped him. “I know alphas are tough, maybe tougher than my Rufus was, but you need to be careful. At least some of Lee’s people know about werewolves and how to kill them. It’s the only thing that explains what they did to my husband.”
Remy promised they’d be careful, even though it was a lie. He was going in there to get Triana back, no matter what he had to do. He didn’t care if he lived through it or not.
He put his phone away, then checked to make sure his pack mates had caught all of the conversation when Drew walked up. “I didn’t hear everything, but I heard enough to know that you’re going after Lee. You aren’t dumb enough to think that I’d let you go alone, are you?”
Chapter 16
Triana sat tied to the chair in the study, tears in her eyes as Quinn went into great detail about how her father had been murdered, while Lee sat in the chair opposite her, smiling.
She had no idea which of the men was more insane: Quinn, who seemed to get off on describing the killing, or Lee, who obviously enjoyed seeing the pain on her face. Either way, all she could think about was what it would be like to do the same thing to these two that they’d done to her father.
“There were five hunters in all,” Quinn said. “They told me they never go out in teams of fewer than that. And every time they go out, they treat it like a military operation. Quick, efficient, and with one purpose—to kill every werewolf they find.” His mouth curved into a sneer. “I got to go along to watch, just to confirm the kill for Mr. Lee. I have to say, I was impressed.”
If Triana hadn’t been so upset about her father, she would have been terrified there were people out there like Quinn and Lee who were so delusional they really believed this stuff enough to hunt down and butcher people.
“They were the coldest bastards I think I’ve ever seen in my life,” Quinn said, shaking his head. “And that’s saying a lot. But they weren’t lying when they said they were efficient. Those boys really knew what the hell they were doing.”
Quinn walked over to the window, looking outside at the rain pouring down beyond the broad balcony outside the study. Then he glanced at his watch, leaving her to wonder how much more time she had.
“They had this spray they put all over themselves and me,” Quinn continued as he stared out at the rain. “I couldn’t smell a damn thing, but they said it would mask our scents from a werewolf. I thought that was pretty cool. Then those five boys kicked in the front door and walked right into the club and started shooting. Two of them were carrying big old dart guns the size of an elephant rifle. The darts were full of some kind of animal tranquilizer they said would slow down your dad enough for the kill shot.”
Fresh tears rolled down her face as she listened to the story of her father being treated like some kind of poor animal that didn’t even matter.
“I don’t want to hear any more,” she begged. “Just stop.”
Quinn laughed, turning to look at her. “But I’m getting to the best part. See, the two guys with the dart guns were like the junior team members. The other three—they were the real hunters. They all carried silenced weapons, and when the shooting started, they went for heart and head shots. I have to hand it to your father; he really was a tough son of a bitch. Even with five hunters getting the drop on him, he gave them the shit. Pumped full of enough tranquilizers to knock out an elephant and hit about half a dozen times, he still kept coming. He ripped out the throats of those two boys with the dart guns and was heading for another when the leader of the group—a big fucking dude with eyes that would make a shark piss its pants—stepped up and ended it with a shot through your daddy’s head.” He grinned. “Bam! From, like, two feet away. Fucking brains went everywhere.”
Triana was crying so hard she could barely talk, but she forced out the words she needed to say. “You people are insane. You killed a man—my father—not a werewolf!”
Quinn only laughed. Lee, on the other hand, stood up and walked over to stand so close to her that she almost knocked over the chair trying to get away from him. Lee leaned down even closer but then stopped, momentarily distracted by a popping sound from outside. Quickly dismissing it, he turned his attention back to her.
“Yes, we are insane, Ms. Bellamy,” he said softly. “Which is something I hope your mother takes into account when it comes to giving me what I want. Because if she doesn’t give me that necklace, what those hunters did to your father will pale in comparison to what I’m going to do to you.”
Looking into the man’s cold eyes, Triana shivered as goose bumps raced up her back. “Mom says she doesn’t have the necklace.”
“She’s lying.” Lee turned away and walked back to his chair, sitting again. “Quinn saw it on the body after your father was killed. Your mother must have taken it off before he was buried. I know it’s not there now because I dug him up to look.”
Triana had thought she was done being shocked by these men. She was wrong. They had actually dug up her father? She was about to call Lee every foul name she’d ever heard—and she’d heard a lot of them—when his phone rang.
Lee answered, listening for a moment. Then he got to his feet, the smile on his face twisted into anger. “What the hell are you talking about? She’s one old woman.”
He clenched his teeth together so hard Triana thought he might shatter them. Even Quinn looked concerned.
“Yes, you incompetent idiot,” Lee ground out. “I’ll be right there. Don’t let her go anywhere, or the next person getting shot will be you.”
“Everything okay, boss?” Quinn asked when Lee hung up.
Lee scowled. “That was security. It seems that Mrs. Bellamy has arrived. She shot one of the guards at the front gate in the leg and is currently threatening to shoot the other two guards and throw the necklace in the swamp unless I come out and guarantee her safe passage to see her daughter.”
Triana’s heart started beating faster at the knowledge that her mother was here and actually going to come in. What was her mom doing? She couldn’t think that a promise from a man like Lee meant anything.
