Eva held her breath as she shimmied along the edge of the building. She carefully held her phone in her hand, her video recorder capturing every last detail that could lead to finding her brother.
The murmurs coming from around the corner were too muffled to hear. She slowly stuck her phone around the corner, capturing footage of those who were plotting against her brother.
Their voices and conversation may be muffled, but she would finally have a lead as to where to look for her brother.
Mateo’s been missing for almost two months and Eva has been going crazy trying to find him. Her family helped a lot when he first went missing and they would have large search groups that followed every clu they could come up with. But as the weeks went by, it narrowed to just her.
But she refused to let her twin brother become nothing more than a memory.
Eva watched her screen as the men suddenly looked around, their conversation on a complete hold.
Eva pulled her phone back slightly, thinking that they heard her. Her movements were slow as she carefully honed in on being silent. When she did, she heard it.
There were loud footsteps and heavy breathing not far from her.
Her eyes darted around, but she couldn’t see anything. The heavy footsteps stilled and Eva focused on the men again, who was now walking in her direction.
Shoot. Did they see her? She was being so careful and now it looked like they had her surrounded.
Eva spun and silently darted in the opposite direction, towards the footsteps she heard before. She’d much rather take down one person than a whole group of men that would know her face or torment her for information.
As soon as she turned out of the alley, she collided with something hard.
She flew to the ground and landed on something warm. She let out a quiet “oomph” and was shocked at the groan that rumbled under her.
She ran into someone and landed on top of him.
Her body exploded with warmness where she touched his body. She quickly sat up and almost fell off from the shock she received. He smelled of spice and the woods, an enticing scent that had her legs trembling and her heart beating.
The man turned his amber eyes on her, the vivid color sucking the breath from her lungs. Eva scanned his toned body and chiseled face, admiring the strong line along his jaw and the straightness of his nose.
His brown hair was neatly brushed to the top, the top of his hair longer than the sides. His golden eyes stared back at her with awe, his mouth slightly parted as they silently stared at each other.
‘Mate,’ her wolf hummed, almost making her purr out loud from the heat of him under her. Even though their clothes, his skin seemed to scorch her in deliciously.
A parade of thudding feet pulled her from her trance, making her snap her attention to the sound.
Right, she was running.
Eva quickly jumped up, leaving her mate behind her as she ran through the darkness, her boots light against the concrete as she sailed from trouble.
“Wait!” Her mate hollered, hot on her heels.
She cringed from his loud voice, hoping he would be quieter. She pumped her legs harder, using her wolf’s speed to let her escape the men who took her brother.
A warm hand wrapped around her wrist and yanked her back, almost pulling her arm from her socket. She hissed from the pressure as she was being dragged to the side, down another alleyway and out of the lighted streets.
She recognized the warmth and quickened her steps to keep up with her mate, who was dragging her behind him down the alley. She glanced behind her, looking for the men and expecting them to be behind them, but found nobody.
The man pulled her to the side again and pulled her down another side alley, still pulling on her wrist. His quick steps and methodical twists and turns down the alley convinced her he knew where he was going.
Who was he?
When he pulled her towards a rotten doorway, she dug her heels in. He spun around and looked at her quickly, confusion evident on his face.
“I’m not going in there,” Eva declared pointing towards the boards covering the dank wood.
Eva was claustrophobic and there was no way she could sit in that dark, old building with a stranger and feel okay.
No matter how handsome that mysterious man was.
The man looked panicked as he glanced around before sprinting to the side. He found a tall box trap and pinned her to the wall next to it.
Her mate stepped into her, pinning her against the wall with his warm body. His chest brushed against hers with every breath they heaved, making Eva feel warm in the cool night air. She fought to catch her breath herself and leaned her head against the wall, trying to clear her mind from the fog this man was giving her.
She once again took in his glory. She couldn’t believe she had a mate. She had come to terms with being alone forever and she was more than okay with it. She had no pack, her family was broken, and she had never been attracted to someone before.
That was until today.
Her mate stared intently into her eyes as his breath came out in warm puffs, creating little white clouds in the night air. His amber eyes seemed to glow more in the stark darkness and Eva fought even harder to catch her breath against his body, which had pinned her to the wall.
Eva sucked in a large breath when he moved his hand to both sides of her head. She finally registered their closeness and for the first time in her life, she didn’t feel uncomfortable. Her claustrophobia took a back seat as she stared endlessly at the gorgeous man in front of her.
“Who are—”
Eva pulled one of her hands up and clasped it over his mouth to silence him. She looked away from him to focus on her hearing and held her breath when she heard the footsteps.
They were still looking for them.
She locked her eyes with her mate’s golden orbs and when he slightly nodded, she removed her hand from his mouth, instantly missing the heat that left with him. He got her hint and pressed closer to her so they would be more inconspicuous while they were covered by the boxes.
She knew logically that he was doing this to hide from the men that were chasing her, but she couldn’t help the strong flare of desire that flicked up her body from how close he was to her.
His taunt body pressed into her intensely so not even a piece of paper could fit between them. She felt all of him pressed against her, heating every inch of her cold body.
He felt so good.
Her mate turned his head and stared at her as if he was in awe. He lowered his head closer to hers and she sucked in a breath.
He maintained his eyes contact as he edged closer to her, his nose brushing hers from their contact, sending a wave of pure desire down her spine.
They hadn’t even done anything and she wanted him so badly.
At the last minute, he turned his head and sunk his face into her neck, burying his face in the hair hanging over her shoulder from her ponytail.
He inhaled deeply and spoke so quietly only another werewolf could hear.
“If those men weren’t here, you wouldn’t be able to catch your breath,” he promised, his voice dark and thick with desire.
His words sent another wave of heat through her body and he held back a whimper from his promise.
Eva held her breath as he pressed a kiss to her shoulder, sending red hot sparks through every corner of his body.
When he removed his head from her neck and glanced around, reality snapped for Eva.
What was she doing? She’s trying to find her brother.
Once he had pulled back to glance around the corner, Eva took off.
Her heart begged her to turn back, her wolf protesting from every foot she tried to put between her and her mate, but she pressed on, sprinting from his beckoning lips before she couldn’t control herself.
Laurence bolted after her, his wolf howling at the distance she had placed between them. She was fast, but so was Laurence. He let his wolf take over and push him quicker. His desperation to reach her overcame him and he followed her out of the alley.
Now more than ever he needed to find Mateo. And he needed to find his mate and determine her connection to his private investigator.Laurence finally made his way back to his brother’s house. He had no idea how long he had been running and burning off steam, but he needed to come back and discuss their next course of action.
Eva finally slowed down enough to gulp in large lungfuls of air. She placed her hands on her knees and bent over slightly, trying to suck breath into her burning lungs. She sprinted for almost a half a mile before she ran another two miles to reach the motel. She trembled from the adrenaline still coursing through her veins and she crouched low
Laurence released his suffocating grip on his steering wheel and hesitantly took his keys from the ignition, keeping his eyes peeled on the bustling bar in front of him the entire time. It had been two long months since Mateo disappeared and it was driving him mad. Laurence had zero experience with finding people, but he was learning quickly that this meant you had to be stealthy and sly. No good information lied on the surface, so he had to be careful as he started associating with people that could easily get him in trouble.
Eva stared down at her mate, a look of shock covering his handsome features as she gave him one last fleeting look. She needed to leave before it got her in trouble. Eva spun around, making sure the flash drive was still secured in her bra before hustling to the exit sign. She was feet from the door before the strong hand of her mate grabbed her shoulders and spun her, his eyes frantic.
“If you bump my foot again and I’m going to rip out your eyeballs,” Eva glared at Laurence, his movements freezing as he realized he was pressed against her foot. Embarrassment passed through him, which he quickly hid with a hurried mumbled apology and slid over on the hardwood so he was no longer brushing against her bruised ankle.
“Here’s something for you to sleep in,” Laurence offered, grabbing a large shirt and some basketball shorts from the drawer. Eva shifted her weight uneasily, her arms still folded tightly over her chest as she surveyed the room he was letting her stay in. It was about the size of her hotel room. It wasn’t much
Laurence’s head was still spinning by the time he registered she even left. He watched with a sinking feeling in his stomach as the dirt clouds rested from her hasty retreat. Despite her quick escape, Laurence couldn’t get the electric tingles from her searing lips out of his system. Her response was not only unexpected, but it was also thrilling.
5 years later Laurence cursed under his breath as his truck pulled to a stop and he put the vehicle in park. The once glorious pack just north of where he used to call home was now nothing but splintered wood and piles of ripped fabric. The dark home was glowing in the night, lit by some dim lights that managed to remain intact. Five years and three destructive wolves later, Laurence still wasn’t used to seeing the damage these wolves could make on their packs and families.
Eva followed as Laurence launched the last of his bags into the back of his truck. The morning dew stuck to her shoes as she tread across the grass, her feet chilling from the moisture. She stood beside him as he gazed at his empty home, only furniture left inside the large house. Eva saw the longing and the pain etched on her mate’s face and a pang of sadness settled in he
Eva lifted her eyebrow and looked warily at Laurence as he placed down a large bowl of pasta in front of her. “Eat. It’s not poisoned.” Eva watched him carefully as he sat beside her, his own bowl of pasta much smaller than hers. She had lost a lot of weight that she needed to gain back. When Laurence picked up his fork, Eva finally did as well and she spooned a forkful of pasta into her
Laurence stared at the gray tombstone, his hands still shoved into the pockets of his pressed black suit. His brothers remained by his side, all of them completely silent as they stared at the burial site. Everything felt like it was happening too fast, but also that it wouldn’t be over soon enough. Laurence pushed back another wave of emotion and swallowed hard, clearing his throat.
Eva slowed down as a yell floated through the night. She honed in on the direction it came from and slowly slipped down from the tree, landing swiftly on her feet and stepping towards the yell that unmistakably belonged to Peter Arroyo. She could hear his increased breathing and heart-rate as she came across Peter, who was laying under Mateo’s large black wolf, his gun pointed straight at Mateo’s large form. “Careful, Pete. We wo
Every muscle in Eva’s body tensed as she glared at the gun pointed at her face. “What are you doing?” Amber matched the heat in her eyes with her own distrust. “That man ruined my life. He took my future away from me and my family. Trust me, this is what he deserves.”
Laurence gave one last fleeting glance as Eva nearly dragged his father’s large body around the corner. He had felt his heart drop in his chest when he realized that Eva was trying to extract her revenge on Peter. He knew she could handle herself and he knew that she would not give up easily, but he also knew that the Arroyos played dirty.
Eva glanced behind her to see Mateo slip the gun from the back of his pants, obviously feeling the uncertainty as she had. He made brief eye contact with her before slightly nodding. Reaching into the side pocket of her pants, she slipped out the large knife and curled her fingers around the hilt. The dagger was long and sharp, but it was hardly going to be as effective as the gun Mateo held. At first, she argued with her brother about the weapon, but she finally relented and grabbed the dagger once she realized he wasn’t going to give it up.
Eva gulped and stepped out of the car, eyeing the road ahead of them. They would continue their journey on foot. They weren’t too far from Peter’s building, but they were far enough away that their cars wouldn’t be obvious if they left them here.