Filed to story: Luna Lovette and Alpha Kodak Story
The wolves exchanged a confused glance that had Lovette groaning.
“I can only assume that Darryl is just as dumb as you to not only think his little plot would work, but to send two guys who’d be out of their depth in a puddle. Now, if I were you, I’d get out of here as quick as I could. I’ve no doubt that my friend called her boyfriend who will have told Kodak what’s going on so he’s most likely on his way here.” They hadn’t even been smart enough to think of that. She was kind of insulted that Darryl thought these two were a match for her.
“You’re letting us go?” said Mousey.
She shrugged. “I’d be playing into Darryl’s hands if I didn’t. Besides, it would be like handing over two mentally handicapped kids to a sociopath. But before you go, you can help me out with one thing…How did you guys know where to find me? I know I wasn’t being followed, I’d have sensed you long ago.” Unless of course they were good at what they did, and Twit and Twat here certainly weren’t.
Cock-eyes’ face instantly closed down. Apparently she wasn’t getting any information from that corner. Mousey, on the other hand, shrugged like the answer was simple. “Darryl’s informant from your pack told him you’d be – Ow!” He scowled at Cock-eye, rubbing the spot on his head where Cock-eye had hit him. “Hey, what did you do that for?”
“You just don’t know when to shut up. Idiot.”
Their arguing faded into the background as the implications of what Mousey had said finally settled into her brain. Sure she’d known she wasn’t liked by everyone in the pack, and she’d known that one of them hated her enough to vandalise her property, kill her bird, and even cause her to have a bad fall. But for them to be an informant for Darryl, for them to betray Kodak so completely…She was surprised by just how much it hurt.
Turning her attention back to the idiots at her feet, she gestured with her hand as she ordered, “Go, get out of here.” She watched as they hobbled away, constantly casting her suspicious glances. Her wolf growled her disappointment, wanting to rip out both their throats for daring to touch her.
Only when Lovette saw them drive off in a transit van did she get into her own car. Lydia was trembling and panting. “You okay?”
“You fought them,” said Lydia, wide-eyed. “I can’t believe you fought them. I was expecting you to trick them and get away, not to -“
“Did you call anyone?”
Lydia double-blinked, shaking her head as if to clear it. “Um. Yeah. Cam.”
“Which means Kodak and some of the pack will probably be on their way here.”
“Why did you let those two guys go?”
Lovette glanced at her face in the mirror of the sun visor and cursed. As she’d suspected, there was a small cut on her forehead from when she’d butted Mousey. This was going to make Kodak’s reaction so much worse. Jamming the keys in the ignition she threw the car into gear and reversed from the parking space. “Call Cam. Tell him we’re making our way back.”
Nodding, a still shaky Lydia fished her cell from her pocket. “Cam, it’s me, we’re – No she’s fine. She, well she kicked their asses. We’re just on our way back to – No they, um, got away. Lovette can explain – Really, I swear, she’s fine.” Lovette and Lydia both winced as they heard Kodak yelling in the background. “Lovette, Kodak wants to talk to you. I’m going to put him on speakerphone.”
“Lovette, tell me you’re okay, baby,” he demanded through his teeth.
“I’m fine, really, we’re -“
“What the hell happened? Where’re the bastards? Did they touch you, Lovette? Tell me they didn’t touch you. I swear to God I’ll -“
Knowing what he meant by ‘touch’, she quickly assured him, “No, they didn’t touch me.”
“Who the hell were they?”
“Um…we’ll talk about that when I get home.” She knew for a fact that if she mentioned Darryl, the guys would drive straight to his territory, playing into his hands. “We’re about ten minutes from Bedrock. Where are you?”
“I don’t know, five minutes away from the mall maybe.”
She had thought about asking him to turn back and she’d meet him at home, but hearing how frantic he sounded she knew that the sooner he saw her safe and unharmed the better. “Then we’ll probably come across each other soon enough. We’ll keep a look out for you.”
Approximately three minutes later the two cars were parking on the side of the road. She hadn’t even had a chance to switch off the engine before the door was quickly yanked open and she was practically snatched from her seat.
The second Kodak had her in his arms with her limbs all curled around him, the constricting sensation in his chest began to ebb slightly. She was safe. She was there. She was okay.
When Cam had burst into his office and told him about Lydia’s call, Kodak was pretty sure his heart had stopped for a moment. Fear for Lovette’s safety had instantly blasted through him, galvanising him into action while at the same time completely fucking up his thought processes. His wolf had howled inside his head, fought for supremacy with such strength that Kodak had been wincing in pain. Had the other males of his pack not been there to keep him calm, he might have shifted right there in the car as he drove like a man possessed.
Kodak buried his face in the crook of her neck and swam in her exotic scent…and that was when he smelt the scent of the other male.
Lovette gasped as Kodak pulled back and she saw his eyes flash wolf. “Kodak -“
“I can smell him on you.” Kodak trailed his finger over her neck. “He had his hand here.” His gaze landed on the tiny wound on her forehead and a long chilling growl spilt from his throat. “He hurt you.”
She framed his face with her hands, capturing his gaze. “No, I got that teensy little cut when I headbutted him and broke his nose. I’m fine.”
“What the hell happened?” asked Dante as he hurried to their side with the enforcers on his heels.
Ignoring them in favor of keeping her mate calm, she lightly dabbed a kiss on Kodak’s lips then one on each cheek and another on his lips. “I’m okay.” With each soft kiss the tension ruling his body began to lessen, but only ever so slightly. He was nowhere near calm and it wouldn’t take much for him to leap to an irrational state. “Can we talk about this on the way home?” She tried to sound a little vulnerable and shaken in the hope that it might shift him from needing revenge to needing to comfort her.
Good ole Cam – not at all aware of her plan – suddenly approached and said, “Lydia’s just told me they said something about Darryl. That true?”
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