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“I’ll hold you to that.” I nodded, letting out a weary sigh as Grandma pulled me into her arms.
Dad dropped Mason off at home before taking me to the packhouse. If we were trying to go in the club undetected, we’d have to look the part. While I trusted Breyona to do most of my make-up, I wasn’t completely incapable.
I dug through one of the closets in Alpha Nolan’s bedroom. He had all of my clothes moved into his room, and had my stomach twisting at the thought hours after.
I slipped on a tight black dress. It reached around mid-t***h, but covered all of my bits nicely. The neckline dipped down my chest, showing the barest hint of cleavage. Perfect to wear to a club, but also give me some sense of security. I curled my hair lightly, letting it fall down my back in thick waves of obsidian. I slipped on a pair of medium length heels, long enough to poke an eye out if need be. Once I finally came downstairs, Alpha Nolan and Alpha Zeke were in the middle of a heated conversation.
Alpha Nolan’s eyes found my own, as though he had felt me enter the room. I watched with concealed satisfaction as his honey eyes grew dark, taking in every ounce of creamy skin I had left open to view.
“I’ll stay here and babysit Alpha Bran, but next time you’re taking me along.” Alpha Zeke grunted, crossing his arms over his chest. A wicked grin formed on his face at Alpha Nolan’s clear reaction to me. The sight sent a jolt of pleasure down my spine, one that had me hoping Alpha Nolan was in fact my mate.
Breyona and Mason arrived on time, ten minutes before six. They each had dressed for the occasion.
Dark in color, Breyona’s dress resembled my own. I ignored the blatant desirable stare Alpha Zeke had given Breyona, and it seems she too ignored his powerful gaze. Mason wore dark slacks followed by a long sleeve top. The shirt clung to the dips and ridges in his body, making his muscles stand out.
Alpha Nolan had put every one of us to shame, his outfit simple yet highlighting every delicious ounce of his body. His black shirt was thin, consisting of a material that clung to every ripple of his muscles.
His build looked huge in the outfit he wore, concealing most of his skin yet highlighting every bump and groove. His large forearms were visible, the sleeves of his shirt bunched up at the elbows.
Carter and Wade were last to stroll into the room, the hint of a friendly smile forming on Carter’s face.
Wade remained stoic as he often did, eyeing the four of us somewhat warily.
“I want to make this as fast as possible.” Alpha Nolan grunted to the five of us. “Alpha Zeke’s friend can get two of us into the fight, the rest will linger in the club. Keep an open mind-link at all times, I want no surprises tonight.”
While my stomach turned, we all listened intently. The prospect of finding my brother weighed heavily in my stomach and for a moment, I had wished I skipped dinner.
We went over the plan a couple more times in the car.
The silent whoosh from the highway lulled me, almost making me tired. While my eyes grew heavy, my nerves were shot.
There was too much riding on our success tonight, especially on such short notice. Alpha Nolan sat behind the wheel of the dark SUV we were driving. I sat in the far back wedged between Breyona and
Mason. Carter and Wade sat in the middle seats, separated by a thick console.
“We’re all going in separately. Daisy stick by my side, Breyona and Mason stay together, Carter and
Wade watch each other’s backs.” Alpha Nolan grunted from the front seat.
“Won’t they know who you are?” Breyona frowned, giving Alpha Nolan a wary glance.
I locked eyes with Alpha Nolan through the rearview mirror, a strange sense of determination filling his honey eyes. I knew Alpha Nolan was here for my benefit. Typically, he would send a group of his men and stay behind. Alpha Nolan was taking a risk leaving his pack, a risk that hadn’t gone unnoticed.
Beta Devin and Alpha Zeke stayed behind to monitor the pack, to ensure no one noticed Alpha Nolan’s absence. I’m sure Beta Devin and Alpha Zeke also stayed behind to keep a close eye on Alpha Bran, who had spent the past day pouting over his loss.
“I’ll cover my scent. Most of them haven’t seen my face. That’ll have to be enough.” Alpha Nolan frowned; his light eyes locked on my own. “Daisy and I will head to the back where the fight take’s place.
Breyona and Mason stay in the club, keep a close eye on everything. Carter and Wade, circle the building then head back to the front. Make sure the car’s ready.”
“What city did you say we were going to?” Mason frowned, shifting uncomfortably in the backseat.
“I didn’t say.” Alpha Nolan sighed, running a hand through his dark tousled hair. “We’re going to
Atlanta.”
Mason’s body went rigid, growing uncomfortably still in the seat beside me. His discomfort was written on his face, his eyes filling with a foreign emotion.
“Are you alright?” I murmured lowly, a gentle hand tugging on Mason’s sleeve.
“Yeah.” Mason cleared his throat, his face looking unseasonably pale. “I used to live in Atlanta, before we moved back.”
I wanted to press Mason, to ask what happened to him in Atlanta but halted. His full lips were twisted into a frown, an expression Mason rarely wore. Breyona and Mason had the same strange light flickering in their eyes, a sort of wary hopefulness they couldn’t shed. Not wanting to ask in a car full of people, I made the silent decision to ask them later, if this entire night went according to plan.
“Are you up for this?” I grimaced, my heart racing in my chest.
As selfish as it sounded, I needed to know before we walked into Vampire territory. Any hesitation, any reluctance could cost me Sean. At this point, it wasn’t about me and how I felt. This wasn’t about my conflicting heritage or my strange connection to Tristan. This was about getting Sean home safely, making sure I didn’t lose another family member.
“I’ll be alright, I promise.” Mason grinned, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I have a lot of memories of
Atlanta, not all good experiences.”
“You can always talk to me y’know.” I frowned, a pang of guilt rolling about in my stomach.
I had been so concerned with my own life, that I hadn’t asked about my two closest friends. I hadn’t a clue how Breyona and her mate were fairing, especially after hearing how her mate wasn’t accepting of who we were.
“I had a mate once.” Mason frowned, his eyes burning into the palms of his hands. His hazel eyes were sad as they met my own, a sense of sorrow I had never experience lingered in their depths. “I met her in Atlanta.”
“What happened?” I breathed, unable to control myself. I knew Mason was over nineteen, but he had never mentioned a mate before. I figured he would tell me when he felt the need, not wanting to push before I truly got to know the guy.
“She tricked me, led me to a park in the middle of the night. The guys with her left me for d**d.” Mason murmured, his eyes that were usually filled with happiness and excitement looked dull and faded.
Everyone in the SUV was silent, clearly trying not to listen in on what Mason was telling me. Mason didn’t seem to care, if he even noticed.
“How” I opened my mouth to speak, to ask how mere human men could have nearly k****d a werewolf. As if he anticipated my question, Mason continued his story.
“I thought she might’ve had a boyfriend, and the guy got pissed at me, but it was so much worse.”
Mason frowned, shaking his head slowly. “I wasn’t sure until I saw the mark on your shoulderthe one the Vampire left on you.”
My own lips turned down in a frown, wondering what my mark had to do with Mason’s mate. Something inside my heart tugged at the mention of Tristan, but I shoved the irritating emotion to the side.
“She was mated to a Vampire.” Mason’s voice held strong, but was intertwined with such sadness.
“They both had identical marks on their shoulder, just like yours.”
“I’m” I stopped, because truly what could I say? Losing your mate was more than just a simple breakup. The loss of your mate signified the loss of part of your soul. Happiness could still be found, but the person would live a half-life, one where they constantly wondered ‘what if’.
It posed a question in my mind; one I had been trying to avoid. If Tristan were my mate, what would I do? Would I have the strength to resist the mate bond? If I were able to reject him, what would be my next move? I couldn’t go back to Alpha Nolan and pretend nothing had changed. If Tristan was truly my mate, that meant Alpha Nolan had a mate out in the world. I would never be able to forgive myself if I took Alpha Nolan away from his destined mate.
‘Time will tell.’ Maya murmured, ‘No use in tormenting yourself over it, there’s nothing you can do until your birthday.’
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