get a couple rooms and discuss what will happen in the next few days.”
Russ strode to the main office and got two rooms. He figured one of them would be on watch in short rotations through the night so they only needed four beds.
The group was where he’d left them. He gestured for them to follow. They had two bottom floor rooms in the back of the motel. It didn’t look like many people stayed here and that was fine with Russ. The less people to worry about the better. He opened the first room and had them all come in.
“All right. We have some time. Let’s talk. Vivian. Can you call your parents and get this group to back off?” Russ wanted to start out easy.
“I’ll call, but I don’t think it will do any good. My parents might call Ryerson off, but that doesn’t mean he’ll leave. He wants to be in charge too bad. He’ll find a way around the order or twist it so my parents listen to him anyway.”
Russ looked at Greycen for confirmation. The other man nodded. Well fuck.
“Okay. We’ll have you call later from a disposable mobile phone. There was a shopping centre we passed not too far from here. They should have something. Is there anything else I should know?” Russ looked pointedly at Peter then Greycen. They were on opposite ends of the room, but Russ couldn’t help but notice they couldn’t keep their gazes off each other.
“Well, let’s see. My tribe is a bunch of bigoted snobs. They want to force me to mate with another fox that I have no desire for. That about covers it.” Vivian sank onto one of the beds.
“Assholes,” Peter muttered and looked over at Greycen.
Russ didn’t blame him. Not with Peter’s background. How could his sweet mate have grown up in that environment? From what he could see, there wasn’t a hateful bone in her body. Just her short interaction with other members of his pack showed him that. It made him want to get to know her better.
“Hey, don’t look at me.” Greycen held up his hands in surrender. “I was ready to leave as soon as I was old enough, but my sister and I were charged with protecting Vivian. There was no way I could get us out of there until Vivian was ready.”
This seemed to relax Peter to some extent.
“This is fucked up. And foxy one—stop with the lusty looks at my cousin before I give you the smack down,” Everett spoke up.
“ Ev !” Peter’s face was blazing red.
“Everett, back down. Your cousin can take care of himself. Why don’t you take first watch? I’ll see about getting us some dinner.” Russ made it a question, but Everett knew it was an order.
Everett grumbled under his breath, but left the room.
“Maybe I should—” Peter started, but Russ didn’t let him finish.
If he was right, Greycen and Peter were mates. If Russ couldn’t run from his, he wouldn’t let Peter run either. And the other wolf deserved to be happy.
“Peter, you and Greycen head out and get some food.” That should give the two men a chance to talk and it was time he followed his own advice.
The men left with little fanfare. Vivian still sat on the bed looking dazed. He’d bet she wasn’t used to all the commotion.
“How’s the foot?” Russ took the easy way out. For now. She had been injured not that long ago. Shifters healed fast, but not instantly.
“I still have some aches, but it is much better.” She rotated it for him so he could see. “But now my legs are sore. I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before. It was exhilarating.” Vivian’s eye shone as she spoke.
“We’ll have to do it again—when we aren’t being chased.”
“I’d like that,” she whispered and looked down.
Russ wondered how long they had before the others returned. He sank down beside her and took her hand in his.
“I never wanted to reject you, Vivian. I hope you know that. I—fuck this is hard. I was questioning myself. I’m weak compared to others in my tribe.”
“Stop!” Vivian stood. “I can’t have you doing this to
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