dropped, because they all knew how quickly life could be taken with what they did.
“Come home to us,” Vincent ordered.
It was the same order their mother had given their father whenever he went hunting. “Make sure Beau has something good cooking. I’m already hungry.”
“I can come with you,” Christian offered.
Lincoln shook his head. “Vin will need both you and Beau to track Kane. Kane is quick and viciously strong. Make sure none of you get bit.”
“Ditto,” Vincent said. “Having one branch of the family as werewolves is plenty.”
Lincoln turned on his heel and walked into the darkness. Ava’s life could be on the line, and he’d be damned if he wouldn’t be there to find her.
~ ~ ~
Ava woke and immediately grabbed her head. It felt as if a million little men were inside beating on drums. She groaned and sat up. Through the pain of her head she wondered why she felt grass and leaves beneath her hand. Her heart beat a slow, sickening staccato as she looked around to find herself in the middle of a field with Olivia’s truck nowhere in sight.
She climbed to her feet and felt the bruises from her fight with the jackasses who had jumped her. But why? Why had they taken her out here?
She looked to her left and saw more open field. To her right was a clump of trees. From the light of the nearly full moon she could make out the cypress trees, which meant she was close to water.
The bayou was beyond those trees. Water moccasins, gators, snapping turtles, and all other kinds of animals awaited her in that direction. But the trees could offer her some protection. More than the open field could.
Ava took a step to the trees, looking around constantly. She had no weapons, nor did she have a cell phone to call Olivia. She was truly on her own, and she was terrified.
She had an awful sense of direction. Not to mention it had been years since she had been in the area, so she had no idea which way to go to find a road or even a house. She could be walking for days if she went the wrong bearing.
Ava let out a sigh when she reached the trees. She leaned upon one and rested her head against the bark. It was going to be the longest night of her life.
The mosquitoes were relentless in their desire to suck her blood. Every rustle of leaves or the sound of the water moving made her jump. Ava had no idea how long she sat at the base of the tree before the bayou went deathly silent. Not even the buzz of a mosquito broke it.
That’s when she knew something was out there hunting her, stalking her.
Ava used the tree to get to her feet. Her heart hammered in her chest when she heard a low, rumbling growl that sounded like a wolf.
But she knew there were no wolves in Louisiana. That meant...it was something else entirely.
If she hadn’t been so frightened, she would’ve broke down.
She heard a twig snap to her left. Her head swung around to see something large moving in the shadows.
Suddenly a hand wrapped over her mouth. “Don’t move.”
Ava about fainted when she heard Lincoln’s voice. The relief in knowing she wasn’t alone was profound. Then the realization that there was something supernatural out there sent her into a panic.
“Easy,” Lincoln whispered near her ear. “That’s my cousin stalking us. I’m not going to let him hurt you, but I also can’t kill him.”
Ava turned her head to look at him and see if he had completely lost his mind. Their lives were at stake.
“We’re going to have to make a run for it,” he said as his blue eyes met hers. “Now!”
CHAPTER FIVE
It had been pure luck that Lincoln stumbled across Ava. He was crossing the field when he happened to see something out of the corner of his eye. He had been coming to warn the homeowners when he spotted auburn hair in the moonlight. The terror, the panic that gripped him was indefinable.
He held her hand tight and pulled her after him as they crashed