“What? You know about this? I thought this was top secret. We got out of there fast, but?—”
“Gideon still bought the land,” Barrett finished for me. “That was the tipoff that something had gone very wrong, and that’s when local packs started talking about their experience with Silverclaw and Wild Adventures. But we’d had no idea that Gideon himself had played such a hand in his death.”
“It was horrible.” Emotion stung my eyes at the memory. “I was the tour guide that day, and at first, I thought it was business as usual, that the alpha had changed his mind, but then I realized something was way off. I didn’t know what to do, Barrett. I wanted to stop him, but he was an animal possessed. And the way those people were cheering him on…”
“Shh.” Barrett took me into his arms, holding me like he had in the helicopter. Like nothing could hurt me. “You didn’t know what Gideon was capable of. But he knew that you’d have the power to take him down. And if we can prove that he did this, we’ve finally got him where we want him.”
“What do we do? Call the pack, get them to make statements?” If it was as easy as going on camera and telling all, I could do that. I’d had six weeks of training in pouring my heart out to an audience.
Barrett shook his head. “There will be evidence in the office. We’ll get it, and we’ll bring Silverclaw to his knees.”
A thump on the door woke us both out of a sound sleep.
“The fuck?” Barrett rumbled, reaching for something beside the bed before he untangled himself from the sheets. We’d lost most of our clothes, but we hadn’t done anything but cuddle and kiss before passing out.
He looked out the window and groaned.
“Who’s out there?” I asked, pulling the sheet over me.
Barrett was bent over, pulling pants over his boxer briefs. “Bellamy.”
When Barrett opened the door, his partner smirked at him and nodded to me. Heat rose in my cheeks. Whatever. We were all adults.
“You better put on more than that. We need to go,” Bellamy said.
“Go where? And why?” Barrett asked.
“Gideon’s guys were at the club. They gotta know we’re in the area.”
“Fuck,” Barrett muttered under his breath, grabbing his pants. “Did they see you?”
Bellamy shrugged. “They might have. I go there regularly, so it wouldn’t be a red flag. But if they realized I was the one driving the getaway car, they might start to put two and two together.”
Barrett turned to me. “Get ready to move.”
“Where are we going?”
“To Silverclaw’s headquarters.” Barrett was shoving the few things he bought today into shopping bags.
“Now? It’s gotta be after midnight.”
“Best time to do it. When they least expect it.” He stopped and raked his gaze over me, which made my body warm all over. “Are you coming with us?”
“Could I have a little privacy, please?” I looked at Bellamy.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry for the interruption. I’ll warm up the car,” he grumbled before heading out the door.
“Bellamy,” Barrett called after him. When he didn’t respond, my bear turned to me and rolled his eyes.
Wait. Did I just think of him as my bear?
I didn’t have time to contemplate that right now as I scrambled off the bed and looked for my clothes.
“He’s gonna be a little weird now that he knows we’re together. He thought he had found his mate, and she rejected him. Once we get Silverclaw taken care of, my next order of business is to get that bear laid. Probably why he’s been hanging around the Stepchild.” Barrett chuckled. “Maybe we can sign him up for one of the reality shows you love so much.”
“That would be amazing. Or maybe we can play matchmaker…” My mouth dropped. “Not that I’m making any assumptions.”
For all I knew, I could find myself back on the reality show circuit too.
