and caused his stomach to clench in dread and tried to keep his voice calm. "Carmen," he said. "What do you want?"
"What, no hello? I miss you?" She laughed and the sound of it beat against his skin like daggers. "You'd think after this many years your hatred for us would have lessoned."
"It hasn't."
"Still refusing to accept what you are?" she asked. "You'll never be one of them, Garrett, why do you still torture yourself by pretending?"
His pulse was racing and the wolf was fighting his way to the surface. He could feel it with every syllable she uttered. "You have less than two minutes to explain what you want, Carmen."
She laughed again and flashes of her invaded his mind. Memories he'd buried and thought long forgotten. "I thought we could plan a little conjugal visit since our last meeting didn't go so well," she said. "It's been way too long."
"Not long enough for me."
"The pack needs you, Garrett."
He turned in his chair, putting his back to the room. "No, you need me and I'm not ready to play Alpha to that twisted little pack you have wrapped around your conniving finger."
Her laughter was filled with a small growling purr. There was a time when the sound of it caused his body to harden. Now, it left him seeing blood. Hers, as it spilled from her body. "The sooner you realize you belong to us Garrett, the happier you're going to be. You can't play human forever. Someone will eventually realize you're one of the monsters."
"Maybe," he said. "But until then, someone has to protect the humans from the real monsters."
"And who is going to protect you?"
"I don't need protection."
"Of course you do," she said. "You're a danger to yourself."
He sighed and glanced around him before lowering his voice. "What do you want, Carmen. I know you didn't call just to hear my voice."
"No. I called to invite you home."
"Sorry. I'm not interested. Thanks for calling."
"Don't hang up!" she yelled.
His fingers twitched to do just that. The fact he was even still talking to her pissed him off.
"I have something of yours," she said. "I thought you might want to come and get it."
"There's nothing there that belongs to me, Carmen."
"Oh? I wouldn't be so sure of that," she said.
He could hear the rustling of fabric and her heels clapping against the floor before voices started filtering into the receiver. The harsh laughter of multiple voices reached his ears and he strained to hear what was being said. When the noise grew, he waited impatiently until he heard Carmen speak. "I'm sorry I missed your arrival. I was on an important business call. I'm Carmen Ortiz. You're Rayna Ford, correct?"
At the mention of her name, Garrett's wolf slammed against his bones hard enough to make him gasp. He felt it pulsing under his skin and when he heard Rayna's voice over the phone, his nails lengthened before he could stop it.
The connection died before he could even open his mouth.
That fucking bitch . I'll kill her. He could already taste her blood and his beast howled inside his head as he slammed the phone down and stood up. He was out the door and headed to his truck before he realized he was being set up. Carmen had lured Rayna there just like she was luring him. Rayna was the bait she waved at him to get him to finally come home. The bait she tried to kill to force him to give up his life and conform to her ways. When Carmen couldn't kill her, she forced him to come to her.
It was her last mistake. He'd see to that. So Carmen wanted her Alpha male back bad enough to risk her own life? He'd show her the error of her ways as he ripped her heart out and fed it to her one piece at a time.
Chapter 3
Rayna smiled as Carmen introduced her to yet another person she wouldn't remember the next day. A barrage of faces had greeted her since the moment they pulled up the long winding drive to Malcolm's home. The three-story house had sprung up out of the trees like some gothic monolith. The faØade was covered in gray
"What, no hello? I miss you?" She laughed and the sound of it beat against his skin like daggers. "You'd think after this many years your hatred for us would have lessoned."
"It hasn't."
"Still refusing to accept what you are?" she asked. "You'll never be one of them, Garrett, why do you still torture yourself by pretending?"
His pulse was racing and the wolf was fighting his way to the surface. He could feel it with every syllable she uttered. "You have less than two minutes to explain what you want, Carmen."
She laughed again and flashes of her invaded his mind. Memories he'd buried and thought long forgotten. "I thought we could plan a little conjugal visit since our last meeting didn't go so well," she said. "It's been way too long."
"Not long enough for me."
"The pack needs you, Garrett."
He turned in his chair, putting his back to the room. "No, you need me and I'm not ready to play Alpha to that twisted little pack you have wrapped around your conniving finger."
Her laughter was filled with a small growling purr. There was a time when the sound of it caused his body to harden. Now, it left him seeing blood. Hers, as it spilled from her body. "The sooner you realize you belong to us Garrett, the happier you're going to be. You can't play human forever. Someone will eventually realize you're one of the monsters."
"Maybe," he said. "But until then, someone has to protect the humans from the real monsters."
"And who is going to protect you?"
"I don't need protection."
"Of course you do," she said. "You're a danger to yourself."
He sighed and glanced around him before lowering his voice. "What do you want, Carmen. I know you didn't call just to hear my voice."
"No. I called to invite you home."
"Sorry. I'm not interested. Thanks for calling."
"Don't hang up!" she yelled.
His fingers twitched to do just that. The fact he was even still talking to her pissed him off.
"I have something of yours," she said. "I thought you might want to come and get it."
"There's nothing there that belongs to me, Carmen."
"Oh? I wouldn't be so sure of that," she said.
He could hear the rustling of fabric and her heels clapping against the floor before voices started filtering into the receiver. The harsh laughter of multiple voices reached his ears and he strained to hear what was being said. When the noise grew, he waited impatiently until he heard Carmen speak. "I'm sorry I missed your arrival. I was on an important business call. I'm Carmen Ortiz. You're Rayna Ford, correct?"
At the mention of her name, Garrett's wolf slammed against his bones hard enough to make him gasp. He felt it pulsing under his skin and when he heard Rayna's voice over the phone, his nails lengthened before he could stop it.
The connection died before he could even open his mouth.
That fucking bitch . I'll kill her. He could already taste her blood and his beast howled inside his head as he slammed the phone down and stood up. He was out the door and headed to his truck before he realized he was being set up. Carmen had lured Rayna there just like she was luring him. Rayna was the bait she waved at him to get him to finally come home. The bait she tried to kill to force him to give up his life and conform to her ways. When Carmen couldn't kill her, she forced him to come to her.
It was her last mistake. He'd see to that. So Carmen wanted her Alpha male back bad enough to risk her own life? He'd show her the error of her ways as he ripped her heart out and fed it to her one piece at a time.
Chapter 3
Rayna smiled as Carmen introduced her to yet another person she wouldn't remember the next day. A barrage of faces had greeted her since the moment they pulled up the long winding drive to Malcolm's home. The three-story house had sprung up out of the trees like some gothic monolith. The faØade was covered in gray
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