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name as his hand fisted in her hair. The move stunned her, and she
gasped in spite of herself. His grip was firm but not painful. It was actually
more thrilling, and that more than left her confused. The feeling caused her
lips to part slightly, and she saw a surprised look momentarily flash in his
eyes.
    “Tell me,” he
roared, and that snapped the needful sensation that had flooded over her. His
demand only pissed Anya off in spite of the strange attraction she felt. She
fed that anger to help wash away the unwanted feelings she had.
    Anya would never
tell anyone where Alex and Cora had gone. This man would most likely kill her
brother if he knew, and she would rather die herself then let that happen. With
renewed courage, she spat in Dante’s face. His glare intensified as he wiped
the spit from his skin.
    “Anya, you will
tell me what I want to know.” He growled menacingly. “You trespassed. You
belong to me, and if you want your freedom, you should really think long and
hard about telling me where the fuck my sister is.”
    With that, he
released his grasp on her hair and abruptly stood. He eyed her one last time before
he stormed out of the room. Anya was a bit dazed. This was Cora’s brother. That
was something her brother’s mate had not told her. Tears welled in her eyes,
but she fought them. She’d been stupid. She’d been caught on enemy territory.
Trespassing on another pack’s ground was like forfeiting your life. It that man
killed her, no pack would bat an eye at it. It was the way their kind’s laws
worked.
    That was
something her brother would not be able to fix, not unless they attacked the
island outright, and the last time that had happened the Silverbacks had lost
half their men in the battle. With steely resolve, Anya pulled herself up to a
sitting position, her lower half useless. Nevertheless, she was not about to
let that deter her. With a soft thud , she pulled herself down to the
floor.
    After peeling
the dress off, she shifted forms and dragged herself under the bed, creeping to
the far back corner. Slowly she dug her front claws into the wood, scraping
away at it. It would take days to rip a hole big enough for her to get out, but
there was no way she was going to stay a captive if she could help it. Not with
the knowledge of what they may do to her. After all, it was because of her uncle
that a war had broken out between the two. Dante, like herself, had lost loved
ones in it, both sides never forgiving the other for what had happened.
     
    * * * *
     
    Mitch stormed
into his house. Rage filled him as he grabbed the house phone and looked at his
mate. “There’s still no sign of her,” he said. He tried to quell the anger and
fear rising in him. It was a hard battle. Anya needed to learn to be more
responsible, had sworn she would stop these foolish childish games of taking
off alone on her adventures.
    When Anya hadn’t
shown up by supper, they’d called all the usual suspects, but none of her
friends had a clue where she was. Normally, his overly curious sister would at
least be back by dark, but as eight o’clock rolled around, and she still hadn’t
shown, he knew something was wrong. A search party was now being organized, and
his very pregnant wife ushered his older two sons to bed, not wanting them to
know their aunt was missing. He could not handle it if anything happened to his
sweet little sister.
    His mother had
entrusted him to take care of his little brother and sister. Although Alex had
left the pack, he knew his little brother was okay. He couldn’t condone Alex’s
relationship with Cora. She was an enemy, and their kind had nearly destroyed
the Silverback pack when Mitch was just a young boy. Now Alex and Cora were
living in Fairbank, a six-hour drive south of there. No one knew Mitch still
kept tabs on them, not even Anya.
    As he dialed his
beta, Reese, he watched Kari come back from the children’s room, her face
showing her worry.
    “Yeah?” Reese
asked