in training and I don’t have oodles of them like you do, oh, and the witnesses are afraid of vampires.”
“Are they human?”
“Should that matter ?” I snapped, my wolf riding me at the inferred insult.
“No, but my people need to know so they don’t end up in a situation like you did, Sera,” he mumbled, actually sounding offended.
“Fair enough.” I wracked my brain as to how to present this without giving away my full hand. Then it hit me. “Remember that case a few years ago? That gang initiation thing those thugs off Clark were doing?”
“Yeah, beating up women in the neighborhood and making them their mamas or they were going to sell their little sisters into prostitution to the cartels,” he remembered after a moment of thought. Then he started cussing. “Are you telling me one of the preternatural communities is pulling that kind of shit?”
“Yeah, my species,” I drawled as my skin started to tingle simply thinking about the mess I’d been dumped in. “Welcome to what I walked into. Personally , Brian. The Alpha wants to do the same to me.”
“ Shit , Sera. What can we do?” he whispered, fear in his voice. Nice to know he actually did still care about me and would do the right thing when he set his shit aside.
“Help me protect five female werewolves brave enough to step forward,” I answered honestly with a heavy sigh. I filled him in a little more, how I played it off with the Alpha and what the goal was for now. “Maybe even get an FBI counselor in to talk with them. They might not feel threatened with humans they could get away from. I don’t know. This is all new to me.”
“I’ve got an open safe house in Evanston that could fit them all and a team. I’ll put good people on it, no dicks, and pick some women to even out the testosterone.”
“Thanks, Brian. I owe you one.”
“No, you don’t . This is how things should be between our divisions.” He hung up before I could say anything, and I blinked at the phone a moment before I set it in the cup holder.
Cooper let out a soft whistle and I glanced at him. “The man wants you back, Chief.”
“Shut it.” I didn’t disagree, but this wasn’t a conversation I was open to having with Cooper .
Thankfully, he did.
I spent the rest of my day escorting each of the five women to their homes to get some essentials—a few had kids even—and taking them to a safe house. The taking away of the kids from the men of the pack did not go well, and I was glad right then for the Alpha’s orders for the wolves to behave.
Which surprisingly enough, they did besides some shouting and growling.
By seven at night, dinner was being delivered for Gayle Harper, Joan Martin, Margo Lewis, Connie White, Lillie Reed, six kids of varying ages, and ten federal agents assigned to protect them.
“Our mates and the Alpha will barrel these humans over like chess pieces,” Joan Martin, the woman whose mate was one of the pack’s Betas, hissed at me, wincing when she realized some of the agents heard her. “I’m sorry, but you need to know what you’re up against. I don’t want your deaths on my conscious because we asked for help.”
“Look, Engle gave the order to stand down and give you this space,” I assured them, nodding to the agents who now looked worried that I might not have the situation under control. “He doesn’t know what we’re really up to here. I’m playing nice with him and as a woman of the pack helping her sisters out. As for the humans, they’re well-trained, Joan. They’re not as fast as us, but seriously, you guys are used to dealing with bullies and brutes. Don’t knock real training. I’d rather have them at my back than most of the supposed hard-asses of the pack.”
“You didn’t fight the hard-asses, Seraphine,” Gayle Harper hissed as she waved her arms about, pacing. “You fought my mate, and he’s just a bully. The enforcers and Betas make Tony look like a high school football player