“I need you to keep Fionn calm while Jackson talks to him. Hunter is missing and most likely being held against his will,” Ian said.
Kieran’s eyes grew wide at the news. “Gotcha. Is there anythingmacushlaand I can do to rescue him?”
“Maybe…once we know where he is,” Dylon answered.
“C’mon, everyone, Fionn’s waiting,” Jackson said, turning and walking to the dragon’s room. Opening the door, he heard Fionn arguing with Colton. “Hey, what’s the problem?” he asked.
“They won’t let me get out of bed even though Colton did his thingy on me and he knows I’m fine,” Fionn replied.
“And I told you,” said Colton, “that Ian has to give his approval since he’s your doctor.”
Looking past Jackson, Fionn’s eyes landed on Ian. “He’s here now, so now is it okay for me to get dressed?”
“Fionn, Jackson wants to speak to you first,” Ian said, walking over to him.
Alarms sounded throughout Fionn’s body when his eyes shifted to Jackson and saw his Alpha’s face filled with concern. Slowly looking around, he saw Cody and Dylonstanding off to one side; Kieran was next to his bed, but there was one person missing. “Where’s Hunter?” he asked, fear rising in him.
“We don’t know,” Jackson said. “Best guess is the men who attacked you have him.”
Shaking his head slowly, Fionn refused to accept it—Hunter would never leave him. “Noooo, you’re wrong…he’s waiting for me…at the hotel. I’ve got to go.” Throwing off the covers, Fionn swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He had no idea why they left his mate in San Francisco but he’d use his portal and find him.
“Fi, will you look at me?” asked Kieran, placing a hand on the dragon’s back.
Calming down slightly at Kieran’s touch, Fionn looked over his shoulder at his friend. “Ki, I need your help to find Hunter. Something’s wrong, I can feel it.”
Jackson moved forward, resting his hand on Fionn’s neck, infusing him with soothing Alpha pheromones before saying, “We’re all going to help find Hunter, but right now I need you to do something for me.”
“What?”
“Look at your dragon.”
“Why?”
“Because he’s your connection to Hunter.”
Nodding, Fionn closed his eyes, finding his dragon huddled in a corner. “He’s sad.”
“He’s missing his mate. Do you see the bond between him and Hunter’s wolf?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Follow it until you find Hunter’s wolf…can you do that for me?”
Concentrating, Fionn did as Jackson asked, finally arriving at the other end where he found his mate’s wolf, lying down. “I found him!” Fionn exclaimed.
“Good, now look around and tell me what you see.”
It took a moment for Fionn to figure out what he was seeing but then he said, “Hunter’s in a room…I think it’s underground because it doesn’t have any windows…it reminds me of my home in Scotland…the walls and floor are stone…and they’re wet.”
“Good. What is Hunter doing?” asked Jackson.
“He’s sitting in a chair…asleep, I think, because his chin is on his chest.”
Jackson exchanged looks with Ian, who said, “Can you touch him?”
Reaching out, Fionn’s fingers connected with his mate’s shoulder. “Yes.”
“Do you know where Hunter’s pulse in his neck is?” asked Ian.
