for the father."
Damn Bhric and his band of merry fucking hybrid shifters. They didn't just run the Dark Moon Roadhouse in the neutral zone. They had their hands in nearly everything. If all the clans weren't more careful, he'd end up in total control.
"C'mon, babe. It was probably just a dream. If Bhric is the father of that baby, I don't know a shifter alive who'd be willing to touch that woman, let alone kidnap her. He's a scary dude. Not to mention a white cougar is more than capable of taking care of herself. They're killing machines."
Kitty placed her hands on her hips and speared him with a dark look. "I know what a dream feels like and that wasn't it. Something is going on and I have to do something."
Rafe shoved his fingers through his hair and stared at his mate. He loved her so damned much it hurt, and if her instincts were going off this strongly then he had to believe something had gone very wrong. "Fine. But how about we call him first?" He scooped up his cell phone from the night stand and started to search for the shifter's number.
"Look, if you want to stand around making phone calls, that's fine by me, but I'm leaving. If I can't make it up the mountain in the snow, I'll shift and get there just fine by foot."
Rafe only wasted a second or two staring at her before he shoved his legs into the jeans lying across the bedroom chair. If he didn't hurry, he had no doubt his woman would attempt to leave him behind. "Jesus Christ, Kitty. Are you always going to be this stubborn?"
"Being stubborn is what keeps me alive. That's probably not going to change."
He froze at her words. He probably didn't want to know the full extent of what that meant, but he planned to get to the bottom of it anyway. Just as soon as he got her to sit still long enough to talk to him about it.
"Hurry, Rafe. I have a bad feeling we're running out of time."
He shoved his feet into shoes and tossed a sweater over his head before plucking the keys from her fingers. "What kind of details can you give me?"
"I don't know. I felt fear as if it were my own. And the baby's heartbeat sounded erratic, like the mother's fear was transferring to her."
He didn't know how to process that. She made it sound like she'd sensed the child more than the shifter. But that was impossible. That kind of telepathic ability did not happen among shifters in the womb. Ever . And because it was such a complicated ability, only a few shifter mates managed that kind of connection.
They raced through the door and jumped into the vehicle. The snow had eased and only a gentle flurry floated through the air. The smell of freshly fallen snow, with a crisp, clean scent called to the wolf, making him want to shift and run. It would have made a perfect night for some shifter romance. He sighed and turned the key until the engine roared to life.
There was also something to be said for four wheels that had no problem making their way through whatever elements he chose to drive through. Mud and snow just happened to be two of his favorites. He tossed his phone at Kitty. "Here, call the number for Bhric and tell him what you told me. The least we can do is give him a head's up before we crash his place."
He shoved the Jeep in reverse and turned the vehicle around quickly. As much as he would like to savor the pristine moment of a new winter night, the tension radiating from his mate was starting to agitate his wolf. If he didn't occupy them both with the arduous trip up the mountain, he'd end up doing something crazy, like kidnapping his woman into a he-man cave where he could keep her protected from anything bad ever happening to her again.
Rafe pressed his lips together to keep the bark of laughter from slipping out. If he ever tried to coddle Kitty or hide her away, she'd find a way to kick his ass on the way out. Every indication from the incredible woman sitting next to him was she knew perfectly well how to take care of herself.
"No one's—" She pulled the