Total pages in book: 202
Estimated words: 193561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 968(@200wpm)___ 774(@250wpm)___ 645(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 193561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 968(@200wpm)___ 774(@250wpm)___ 645(@300wpm)
“What ammo does he have?” Greyson asks. “More potions?”
“Possibly. The witch he kidnapped and got them from escaped, so I don’t know what he has left. He doesn’t trust anyone, so nobody really knows, except maybe Jimmy, his lead beta.”
“This Jimmy a good guy?”
“He’s my cousin, but he’s also Wyatt’s henchman, so no, not a good guy. He’s been delivering all the orders to me, checking up on me. He would’ve been looking for me after I shot Tyson. He said he’d wait at the motel for me, would have more masking agent for me to get out of town, but he might have gone back to report to Wyatt by now, or be waiting for Wyatt to come to the area. I don’t…” I swallow and shrug. “I just don’t know.”
“Right. I’m gonna talk to the boys really quick. We’ll clean this up afterwards.”
“I don’t mind cleaning up by myself,” I say and move toward the sink.
My knees wobble. I’m shaking.
He stops me. “It’s gonna be okay,” he assures, then steadies me by wrapping his arms around me, putting his mouth to my forehead briefly. “Promise,” he vows then squeezes my hand quickly before leaving the room with his phone.
I barely register what I’m doing as I put the food away and wash the dishes. I can’t stop the overwhelming feeling that something terrible is going to happen.
To Greyson?
To the innocents in my pack?
To all of us?
12
Grey
I call Ty. Ivy answers and passes the phone to him.
“Greyson Blackwood,” he greets. “Congratulations on your mating.”
“Thanks, Ty. Feelin’ okay?”
“Feeling fine.”
“She was ordered to do it by her pack’s alpha. Also her brother.”
“Not a surprise. Of course I’d let it go, Greyson. This is your mate. She’s pack now. Is this why you’re phoning?”
“Not exactly, but glad to hear it. I had no doubts you’d understand. Do you recall any dealings with a pack in Silver Hills?”
“Don’t know a town called Silver Hills.”
“Not a town, the name of the pack and their business. Silver Hills Salvage. It’s about twenty or thirty minutes outside Darkmoor. Alpha named Meadows.”
“No.”
“My mate’s brother. Apparently he’s after our territory and pack, wanted you taken out first for revenge because… my mate says he’s accusing you of slaying their former alpha, their father, John Meadows.”
“When?”
“More than eight years ago.”
“I have no memory of that specifically, but Greyson, that was a time when Cornelius used me in fights. We traveled a lot.”
“Can you explain, Ty?”
“Meaning he would put me in dogfights for money. He would work me up into a rage I call the red haze. With words or with food that might have contained potions, I don’t know, but I’d black out. He’d sometimes have to jab me with a needle to bring me out of it.”
“Fuck, Ty…”
“There was a shifter once... I don’t remember much, but I remember Uncle arguing with another shifter after one of those fights. Could be him. I have a vague memory of Uncle whispering things of a man who was a risk to us, and I did attack a man after a fight. I don’t know if it was him, don’t even remember if it was a shifter, but I do know he didn’t survive.”
“He could be a real problem, this Wyatt Meadows. He’s already ordered you to be assassinated, but ordered Stacy to do it. Had her weaken alphas with that poison. She’s not remotely built that way. She’s a wreck over what he forced her to do.”
“She’s your mate. She’s pack. I won’t hold it against her. Besides, she lowered the gun at the last second. She had me lined up but moved the gun down before she fired. She intentionally maimed instead of slayed.”
I’m not surprised by this. She followed her brother’s orders because she had to do it, but she intentionally failed at her mission.
“That’s good, brother. Thank you.”
“What can I do to help, Greyson?”
“For now, can you talk to the others about watching the perimeter for anything unusual? Ask Joel and Linc to do a background check, get us whatever intel we can on Wyatt Meadows? John Meadows, too? Don’t know what his next move will be. She called him a while ago and left a message. I’m giving it twenty-four hours and if we don’t hear back, I’ll reach out myself, try to set up a meeting with him. If he pulls any moves before then, I want to be consulted before any actions are taken. Hold and secure only if at all possible. I know you were the one he went after first but considering she’s my mate, that this is her family…” I let that hang.
“I understand. Absolutely, you’re lead on this, and I’ll help however you need.”
The way he fits with our council already… this is how it was meant to be.
“Appreciated, Ty.”
“Go ahead and enjoy time with your new mate, Greyson. We’ll look after everything. If you’re needed, we’ll reach out.”