Saxon glanced at Declan, who shoved his hands in his pockets as the car drove out of view.
“Saxon?” Ronan asked. “Are you there?”
“Yeah,” Saxon muttered.
For the first time, he noticed the distant thump of music from the bar as it resonated through the air. He stepped closer to his room and opened the door. The bathroom door was closed, and the shower was running.
He closed the door again and glanced at Declan who had walked to the edge of the wooden walkway running the length of the motel. Declan rested his hand on one of the beams propping up the overhang that protected the walkway from the elements as he studied the road.
The hum of tires drew Saxon’s gaze to the street as a white car flew by followed by a blue one. The white one headed toward the bar, but the blue continued down the road.
“Saxon?” Ronan demanded.
Saxon had forgotten where he’d left off with Ronan. “We know where there’s a nest of Savages,” he said as two more black cars went toward the bar, or they could be heading toward the cabin where he found Elyse.
Declan walked a few doors down and knocked on the door. “Get out here,” he said and strode back to Saxon.
“How?” Ronan asked.
“Elyse showed us where they are,” Saxon said as the door opened, and a scowling Lucien stepped onto the walkway.
“Get Asher and Logan,” Declan said when Lucien started toward them.
“What’s going on?” Lucien demanded.
“I don’t know,” Declan said. “Maybe nothing. Just get the others.”
Lucien walked a few more doors down before stopping to knock on one.
“How did she know where they were?” Ronan asked.
“She’s my mate,” Saxon said, making that clear before he revealed the rest.
Ronan’s breath hissed out.
“She’s also the mole, or the one they were using to locate other vampires. She’s got a very unusual ability, and the Savages are going to do everything they can to get her back.”
And he suspected they were already arriving to do so; they had to get out of here.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Asher and Loganstepped onto the walkway.
“We have to go,” Saxon said to Declan.
Declan jerked his thumb at the SUV. “Leave the rental cars; it’s time to say goodbye to New York.”
“Is she a threat to us?” Ronan demanded.
“Not anymore,” Saxon said. “I’ll tell you more when we see you.”
“Where is this nest of Savages?”
“In Maine. I’m not sure of the exact location. The map is in the room.”
“Let me know where it is; we’re going to meet you there.”
Saxon had known Ronan would join them, but he’d hoped to keep Killean away from Elyse for a little while. “I’ll get the map.” Opening the door to his room, he discovered the shower was off. “Elyse?”
