stared at the floor, her face shrouded with her long hair. He walked
over to her and she looked up, her eyes haunted. Raul brushed her hair behind
her shoulder, watched her lick her lips and suck in a breath. His scent smelled
so good on her, but at the moment, it was tweaked with her spicy anger.
Miguel had pissed all of them off. Good.
“Showing our claws right now won’t stop this from
happening,” he stated, taking his time, pulling his gaze from Angela to look at
his littermates. “Natasha has supporters and contacts outside of Colony. Before
we attack, we always learn how large our enemy is.”
The silence following was charged with energy thick with
aggressive anger. He looked down at Angela and she stared up at him, concern
clouding her pretty eyes.
“Our enemy is large,” she whispered loud enough he sensed
his littermates’ tension grow. “Natasha plots better than she attacks. And she
always prefers someone else baring their claws instead of her.”
“Sounds like you don’t have a high opinion of your
littermate.” Rafe’s tone wasn’t condemning.
Angela straightened, shifting to pierce him with a defiant
expression. “There was a time when I’d kill to protect Natasha,” she told him.
“And I would today, if she would see her mistake. No one in Colony would ever
curl their lip at her, I’d see to it, but only if she stops this.”
“I’ve heard jaguars are agreeing to sell themselves to
humans.” The disgust in Ran’s tone was obvious. Several small strands of hair
fell loose from the short ponytail he always wore at the base of his neck, and
his sharp features looked even harder when Raul turned to look at him. Ran’s
attention was on Angela though. “What do you know about what is going on?”
“About the same as you, it sounds,” she admitted easily. “I
need to find out though. If there’s any chance of preventing those males from
heading out of here, I’m going to make it happen.”
Before Raul swung around to face her, Angela moved to the
door.
“No,” Raul ordered. “Attacking and killing our own kind
won’t stop this. Humans already know about us, plans are already made. If we
attack and stop them from leaving Colony, humans will then see us as unstable.
They will attack.”
“Then humans will die,” Rafe snarled.
Raul glared at his littermate. “What kind of fight would
that be? Would we attack another species simply because they don’t have honor?
Their downfalls aren’t our problem.” He glanced over at Ran as he tried to
figure out the best way to handle things. “This isn’t our battle, not anymore.”
He sliced his hand through the air, finalizing the argument. “We’re leaving
tonight, before the disgrace clouds Colony with its disgusting stench.”
“Where are you going?” Angela stiffened, the pointed look
she bestowed on him earlier on the mountain tightening her expression once
again. The look in her eyes stated clearly she wasn’t budging unless she
decided she wanted to.
“The rain forest,” he said quietly, unwilling to argue with
her in front of his littermates.
He didn’t have to.
“What do you mean, where are we going?” Rafe demanded,
moving to stand in front of her. “My littermate reeks of your scent.”
His hostile energy wouldn’t fall out on Angela though. Raul
stiffened, ready to toss his brother aside if he got too mouthy. Rafe ignored
him, putting his fists on his waist and giving Angela an interested once-over.
“Raul put his mark on you.” Rafe lowered his voice, looking
deadly as hell. “I never thought you were like some of the other females.”
“Rafe, leave her alone.” Ran stepped in and stood next to
Angela. “It’s bad enough for her with her litter torn apart. We have each
other.”
Angela put her hand on Ran’s arm, and Raul swore Rafe
growled under his breath. It didn’t surprise him his littermates would already
be protective of her. Their scents were wrapped around each other, strong