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 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. M
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