“Cian was there,” she uttered low. “I could smell him.”
Liam muttered a curse under his breath. “Destiny, can you update the Pack.”
“I’m on it,” she said softly. “Local police don’t have any record of bringing him into the station. And there are no reports of shots fired like Vic’s coworkers were saying happened.”
“Shots fired?” Lyric asked. “By police?”
“Vic’s boss said two werewolves went at it in the street in front of cops in a stealth patrol car. It was a dark gray SUV. The officers asked Vic to put handcuffs on, but he was talking at the other guy, and both went wolf. They said police took shots and dragged one of the wolves into the back seat of the patrol car while the other Changed back and left in his own car. He said Vic’s wolf looked…” The word ‘dead’ hung silently in the air between them. “Limp,” she finished softly.
“That’s not the police,” Lyric murmured in terror. “They would’ve called for an ambulance, and Cian wouldn’t have been allowed to walk away free after a public fight. It would’ve been a crime scene. What human in their right minds would load up a werewolf into the back of their car? Those weren’t police.”
Hands shaking, she connected a call to Eden. No answer. “Pick up the phone, bitch,” she growled and connected another call. It went straight to voicemail. “Hey, if you hurt him, I will personally hunt you down and kill you. Our history means nothing if you hurt him. Do you hear the truth in my voice,sister? You will die.”
Please God, let him be alive still.
“Where do I go?” Liam asked. “Coeur d’Alene Lake Pack territory?”
“No. No, no, let me think. They won’t take them back there. It is too risky dragging your Pack to their territory again. You are all monsters and her Pack is limping. Eden talks a big game, but her Pack isn’t even bonded yet. It’s new members who barely know each other. It’s why they hung back when Vic was fighting Cian last night. They don’t know if they want to go to war for Eden yet. She wouldn’t have the backup if we all showed up. They’ll take him somewhere outside of territory lines. Somewhere they can hurt him. That’s what Cian does. He tortures people when the Elders need information or to make an example. He’ll want to torture Vic for fun.”
Please be alive. Please!
“Let me think, let me think,” she chanted, closing her eyes tightly and imagining the conversations Eden had engaged in. She’d talked to her mate on the phone about taking over the small motel in the government territory. Maybe there? Would Eden be with Vic now? Had she ordered the Pack to bring him to her?Think.
“Did they tell you what the cops looked like?” she asked Destiny.
Destiny shook her head. “Generic descriptions. Nothing that stands out. They both wore sunglasses”
She couldn’t figure out who they were, or if they were in Eden’s Pack. Maybe they’d been sent by the Elders? It could’vebeen an outside job orchestrated by Cian, and the War Wolves he knew.
Fuck. Maybe if she texted Cian and begged him. She pulled up her phone. “Is there any way to do a location on someone’s number?” she asked aloud, mind spinning.
“Hey, Lyric,” Destiny said, resting her hand on her shoulder. “If it was me, how would you find me?”
Lyric didn’t understand. There had to be a way to track Cian’s phone, or maybe call Aro’s old contacts and track down who had taken Vic—
“Lyric,” Destiny’s voice murmured through the chaos in her mind. “Simplify. How would you find me?”
Lyric frowned, not understanding. “Well now I’m going to ask for tracking apps for everyone I know—”
Destiny was leaning over the console, eyes beseeching her. “You don’t need technology. You need your wolf.”
Lyric’s heart was racing with the urgency of figuring out a plan. She searched Destiny’s bi-colored eyes—the eyes Lyric had given her the day she’d Turned her.
“I would…I would try to find you with our Maker Bond.”
Destiny arched her eyebrows and nodded. “Do that to Vic.”
“I didn’t Turn Vic. I don’t have a Maker Bond to him.”
“That’s not the bond I’m talking about.”
Oh, her heart was pounding harder now and faster. She was realizing what Destiny was saying.
“Close your eyes,” Destiny whispered.
Lyric did as she asked.
“Is he alive?”
