was
finished.
It shouldn’t have, but the offer surprised him. “No, but thanks. I’ll call you if I need
anything else.”
After they disconnected, his mind was still racing. He wouldn’t get the information
he wanted until at least tomorrow. While he could scour the city at night randomly
looking for Morales, the chance of finding him in a place this size was minimal. Until he
knew if there was a pattern to his attacks, or could at least narrow down his hunting
ground, trying to track him would be pointless.
At the moment, that didn’t matter as much to him as talking to his mate. He
slammed his beer down on the center island and cursed under his breath. If Paz
thought she could run away from him, she was out of her damn mind. There was no
way he could rest until they’d at least talked. And if he couldn’t sleep, she didn’t get to
either.
As he started for the back door, his cell rang. When he saw the number, his heart
rate tripled. It was the number to Stephan Lazos’ house. “Yeah?”
“Uh, Adam? It’s me.” Paz cleared her throat nervously.
“What the hell were you thinking—”
“Marisol got another call from Preston. He told her that he left another present for
her but wouldn’t say where. Stephan is packing the both of them up and they’re
planning to leave soon. She wants me to go with her and I think maybe she’s right. I
know what I said before, but—”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” He disconnected, and without bothering to shift
into his wolf form, he simply locked up and jogged down the beach. Something
foreign—fear maybe—spiked through him. He couldn’t let Paz out of his sight.
48
Power Unleashed
He didn’t scent any other wolves except those he knew as he neared the back door
to Stephan’s house, but his body was on alert and ready for battle. All the muscles in his
legs were tight in anticipation. If he had to change at a moment’s notice, he would.
As expected, the back door was locked and fortified with extra security. He rapped
on it once. A few seconds later it swung open. Paz stood before him wearing loose
jogging pants and a hoodie sweater with the Miami Dolphins logo on the front. She bit
her bottom lip and eyed him warily.
Sighing, he stepped in and shut the door behind them. For now, the mate
discussion would have to wait. “Where’s your sister?”
“Upstairs with Stephan. They’re packing.”
Without a backward glance, he strode through the Tuscan-themed kitchen and
found the stairs. As he bounded up them, he announced himself. “Stephan, Marisol, I
hope you’re both decent.”
The first door on the left was open, but by the scent he knew it was Paz’s room. He
found the second door open also. And it was occupied.
“Stephan, what’s going on?” He knocked on the open door as he stepped inside.
Stephan looked up from his suitcase. “I was going to call you once we’d packed
up.” He nodded in the direction of a closed door, probably a connecting bathroom.
“Preston called Marisol and told her he was coming for her. I have no doubt of my
abilities to protect my mate, but I don’t know what kind of firepower he has or what
he’s planning. I want her out of this house as soon as possible. She’s a sitting duck
here.”
Adam nodded. “I agree. What else did he say?”
“He told her he left her a ‘present’. After the news last night I can only imagine
what that means. Marisol did say she could hear the ocean in the background when he
called. She said she could distinctly hear water crashing against something.”
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Savannah Stuart
Adam started to respond when the bathroom door swung open and Marisol walked
out carrying a small bag. She narrowed her dark gaze at him. “I don’t care what she
says, my sister is coming with us.” Her words were a growl, as if she was challenging
him to defy her.
He would show respect for his mate’s family, but Paz belonged with him. Whether
she
finished.
It shouldn’t have, but the offer surprised him. “No, but thanks. I’ll call you if I need
anything else.”
After they disconnected, his mind was still racing. He wouldn’t get the information
he wanted until at least tomorrow. While he could scour the city at night randomly
looking for Morales, the chance of finding him in a place this size was minimal. Until he
knew if there was a pattern to his attacks, or could at least narrow down his hunting
ground, trying to track him would be pointless.
At the moment, that didn’t matter as much to him as talking to his mate. He
slammed his beer down on the center island and cursed under his breath. If Paz
thought she could run away from him, she was out of her damn mind. There was no
way he could rest until they’d at least talked. And if he couldn’t sleep, she didn’t get to
either.
As he started for the back door, his cell rang. When he saw the number, his heart
rate tripled. It was the number to Stephan Lazos’ house. “Yeah?”
“Uh, Adam? It’s me.” Paz cleared her throat nervously.
“What the hell were you thinking—”
“Marisol got another call from Preston. He told her that he left another present for
her but wouldn’t say where. Stephan is packing the both of them up and they’re
planning to leave soon. She wants me to go with her and I think maybe she’s right. I
know what I said before, but—”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” He disconnected, and without bothering to shift
into his wolf form, he simply locked up and jogged down the beach. Something
foreign—fear maybe—spiked through him. He couldn’t let Paz out of his sight.
48
Power Unleashed
He didn’t scent any other wolves except those he knew as he neared the back door
to Stephan’s house, but his body was on alert and ready for battle. All the muscles in his
legs were tight in anticipation. If he had to change at a moment’s notice, he would.
As expected, the back door was locked and fortified with extra security. He rapped
on it once. A few seconds later it swung open. Paz stood before him wearing loose
jogging pants and a hoodie sweater with the Miami Dolphins logo on the front. She bit
her bottom lip and eyed him warily.
Sighing, he stepped in and shut the door behind them. For now, the mate
discussion would have to wait. “Where’s your sister?”
“Upstairs with Stephan. They’re packing.”
Without a backward glance, he strode through the Tuscan-themed kitchen and
found the stairs. As he bounded up them, he announced himself. “Stephan, Marisol, I
hope you’re both decent.”
The first door on the left was open, but by the scent he knew it was Paz’s room. He
found the second door open also. And it was occupied.
“Stephan, what’s going on?” He knocked on the open door as he stepped inside.
Stephan looked up from his suitcase. “I was going to call you once we’d packed
up.” He nodded in the direction of a closed door, probably a connecting bathroom.
“Preston called Marisol and told her he was coming for her. I have no doubt of my
abilities to protect my mate, but I don’t know what kind of firepower he has or what
he’s planning. I want her out of this house as soon as possible. She’s a sitting duck
here.”
Adam nodded. “I agree. What else did he say?”
“He told her he left her a ‘present’. After the news last night I can only imagine
what that means. Marisol did say she could hear the ocean in the background when he
called. She said she could distinctly hear water crashing against something.”
49
Savannah Stuart
Adam started to respond when the bathroom door swung open and Marisol walked
out carrying a small bag. She narrowed her dark gaze at him. “I don’t care what she
says, my sister is coming with us.” Her words were a growl, as if she was challenging
him to defy her.
He would show respect for his mate’s family, but Paz belonged with him. Whether
she
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