KACELA
We met out at the gate. Earl had grabbed two of the warriors we had worked with before, Bob and Toby, and had also grabbed Julie’s brother, Eliot. Eliot had a determined look on his face. I saw Wyatt sizing him up and looking at him suspiciously, but I felt good about him. I knew what it was like to have a family member betray what you hold dear. I wanted answers and I wanted vengeance. I imagined Eliot was having the same gamut of emotions.
We all held bags and began undressing at the gate. I was still shy about it but they had been doing this for decades around each other and no one batted an eye. I put my clothes in Wyatt’s bag and stood awkwardly at the edge of the group and shifted, bones cracking and making the horrible noises that wolves make when we shift. The group looked at me with sympathy because it really sounds like it hurts but then their looks of sympathy changed to amazement. 
KACELAWe entered the house quietly. I could hear the television a floor above me, but my senses were tingling. Something wasn’t right.Immediately after stepping into the kitchen, a huge blow hit me on the side of the head, and I went down. I rolled over to see a huge Lycan looming over me, holding a rock covered in blood from my head. I rolled to the side just as Wyatt crashed into her from behind, him now in his Lycan form, clothing ripped and hanging off from him.They bounced to the ground beside me and Julie rolled, pinned by Wyatt but fighting hard. Wyatt was trying to keep his promise to Eliot and allow him a moment with his sister so he was trying not to kill her, despite the fight she was putting up.I struggled into a sitting position when I saw Eliot’s Lycan come running into the room and take a flying leap at Wyatt, claws and teeth tearing at his back. I wasted a precious second thinking t
KACELAWe were gathered in the office at noon the next day, a repeat of our previous meeting. Lia and Jarrett were also there, waiting for an update.“So, my idea of bringing Eliot didn’t go so well,” I said, ruefully rubbing the back of my neck where some of the deepest gashes had happened and were still healing.Dali had done her best to heal me but I was definitely sore still and she had told me it would take a few days. Werewolves healed themselves, but not as fast as Lycans. Lucky beasts.“We heard,” Jarrett said, his mouth in a slight twist. “It ended well, though. Seems like you atoned for your mistake.”Lia swatted at him. “Jarrett. We all make mistakes. Kacela didn’t have anything to atone for.”I grinned at the both of them. “Yep. I beat a Lycan. I more than atoned.”Wyatt squeezed m
WYATT Nellie put together a beautiful plan. The two men at the top of the list were both in Cambodia. Both of our teams would travel together to Cambodia, separating and each going after a player. From there, one team would travel to Taiwan and take out two more and the other team would go to Laos and then to Vietnam. Within a few days, we should have the top six players taken out. We would then have five to go. Nellie’s plan had one team traveling to Ireland after the venture in Asia was over, and the other going to Brazil. The team in Brazil would then head north to Mexico and the team in Ireland would come to the United States to take out the last of the three players. Nellie’s plan had us all meeting back here in two weeks. I was being left behind again. I hated that, but I also realized the importance of me being here at the pack to run things. Jarrett would head up one team and Earl the other.
KACELAI quickly changed into a black maxi skirt and a tank top, grabbing a light shawl to put over my arms if I got cold. I took my hair down, undoing the braid and letting the waves fall softly down my back, pinning one of the sides back. I let my hair fall over my face on my blind side, slightly camouflaging the scar.“Ready,” I told Wyatt, coming out of the bathroom. He had also changed, putting on a pair of khaki trousers with a polo top.“Don’t hide your face,” he told me, gently, lifting up the strands that covered my face and tucking it behind my ear. “You’re so beautiful.”I smiled at him. “I’m glad you think so,” I said, taking his hand. We walked downstairs together. Wyatt had called for a car and a cute little sports car with the top down was waiting for us. He opened the door and I slid in, gathering my skirt and makin
KACELAWyatt looked at me like he was seeing me for the first time. I licked my lips and intentionally used my entire body to brush up against him as he held the car door open for me. He practically ran to the driver’s seat and drove much too fast to get us home.I was giggling by the time he parked, tossing the keys to the warrior who met us on the drive. I was beginning to get used to the way that everyone was so open about their feelings. Wyatt strode over to my side of the door and masterfully opened it, picking me out of the front seat like I was a baby. I winked at the warrior who looked amused.For the second time in as many days, Wyatt carried me up to our floor, opening the door to the suite and carrying me in. Instead of putting me on the bed, however, he sat on the couch with me still on his lap. I put my arms around his neck and began nuzzling him in the crook where his neck met his shoulder. I co
KACELAI was stiff after sitting on the beach all night and my clothing was still damp where I had folded it under me. The robe that Suzie had for me was thick, though, and I kept it on for the trek back through the forest. Halfway back, Jarrett had begun to carry Lia. I would have loved it if Wyatt carried me, but when he offered my pride made me say no. I was tired, but I was too proud to accept help.Nellie met us on the lawn.“I’ve spoken with the King and went ahead with plans. We will leave at noon so that gives you four hours to clean up and pack. You can sleep on the plane. It will take eight hours to get to Cambodia.” She was brisk and to the point. I risked a glance at Earl and he looked relieved that she was all business.“I’ll be ready. Where are we meeting?” He was also all business.“Circle drive out front. The
KACELA The SUV that Earl, Mouse, Tank and I were in parked next to the first hanger. I watched for a moment as Nellie and Jarrett’s SUV continued on. I grabbed my duffle bag and hopped out, slinging it over my shoulder. I reached in and pulled out my backpack that housed my laptops and other technology I thought might be useful on this trip before heading to the back of the vehicle and helping Mouse grab his boxes of toys. I had never been on a private jet before, and I think my face said how impressed I was because Earl outright laughed at me. “So much better than coach,” he teased. I sat in a luxurious leather recliner and peeked out the window to see Mouse instructing someone on how to stow his many boxes of things he thought he may need on this trip. “He doesn’t plan on using all of that, does he?” I asked Earl, mildly. He looked over my shoulder, crowding my view at the window. “Hell,
KACELA We landed in Cambodia at 8pm our time but it was 9am there. My internal clock was so messed up at this point after the all-nighter and the long nap I took today. My body said that I needed to sleep, and my brain was ready to do Soduku puzzles and solve the world’s problems. I decided to compromise and eat something more substantial than a sandwich. We decided to head out and scout out the area that we were going to be infiltrating later this evening. I followed Earl down the stairs of the plane, stepping out on to the hot tarmac. “Damn, it’s hot,” Tank said behind me. I turned to see him slipping on a pair of dark sunglasses, his ebony skin already glistening with sweat. “You’re gonna melt, Mouse.” Mouse grunted in reply, slipping on a backpack. “I don’t sweat,” he observed mildly. “I wish I didn’t,” I grumbled, putting my sunglasses on. Earl ignored us and caught a set of keys