Page 96 of Garrett's Gift


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“Garrett? Who’s that?”

“The shifter who rescued me from the WSSO.”

Ronin doesn’t ask any questions about my time in captivity, or what’s happened to me since then. I get it, this isn’t the place, in the middle of a human town where anyone could be linked to the WSSO.

“We’ll let his pack know, so they’ll know you’re safe, with pack.”

“Good. Let’s go find Pryce. He’s the shifter I rode to town with. You can tell him the new location and he’ll relay a message to Damien.”

“That’s not a good idea.”

“You can trust them.”

“Do you trust them? With your life, Lina?”

“I do. Especially Garrett. This is important, Ronin. They’ll organize search parties and…Damn, Garrett will go nuts if I just disappear.”

Ronin’s lips thin. “Why does the shifter who rescued you have any interest in where you’re going?”

“Because we’re—” I halt myself as those dark blue eyes drill through me. This is not information I should blurt out, especially to Ronin.”

Anger seeps into Ronin’s expression. “We’re leaving, now.” He motions down the alley that leads away from town.

“Pryce is just down Main Street. It’ll take no more than five minutes to find him.”

“He’s not from our pack.”

“You can trust him.”

“I don’t trust anyone.”

My wolf’s hackles start to rise. “Including me?”

When Ronin hesitates answering, my wolf claws me, something she rarely does. A warning.

Fuck… I’d almost forgotten about our alpha’s decree. If I go back… No, I’m not giving Garrett up. But I need to see who survived.

“I think maybe I should rejoin the pack later, Ronin. I have all these supplies I’m buying for Damien’s pack and?—”

“Someone else will get their supplies.”

“That’s not your decision to make.”

“You’re putting us all at risk with your defiance, Lina.”

“My defiance?” I practically squeal the question. “You’re being unreasonable. It’s bad enough you refuse to give me time to go back to Damien’s pack and say my good-byes. I’m not leaving without at least telling Pryce.”

“I said we’d inform his pack.”

He’s pushing, keeping me from thinking straight. He’ll say anything to get me out of here faster, including lying about contacting Damien’s pack.

“I’m returning to Damien Black’s pack. You can either come with me, and I’ll introduce you to Damien, or you can leave without me. Be smart and take the introduction, Ronin. It’s a good pack to ally with.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m rendezvousing with Saber in a few hours.”

“You can be late. It’s just Saber, the only shifter who can’t tell time by the sun.”

“Is this what this new pack taught you? How to be flippant and disrespectful?”