“Brooke…”
Fuck. What could I say right now that would explain my behavior?
“Listen–”
Too late. Brooke whirled and bolted for the patio door. She was running from me.
My. Mate. Was. Running.
From me!
This was bad. So bad.
I couldn’t let her go. We needed to get out of this place–fast. Before any more of the mobsters showed up. I’d killed the duo in the parking garage, and two more were sent after her. Another two or more would be next.
I used my hand on the back of her couch to vault across the living room, landing on soft feet right behind her.
She screamed.
“I’m so sorry about this, sugar.” I pressed against her back and looped an arm around her waist and lifted her feet off the floor. “But it’s not safe for you here.” She clawed at my arm, kicking her feet and thrashing. With a twist, I tossed her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry. My feet were already running for the front door.
Brooke pounded my back with her fists. “I’m not your sugar. Put me down. Don’t snap my neck. Please!”
I didn’t scent any other guys in the house, and I’d checked the street before we left, but I had to make sure it was safe for her. Their backup could be right around the corner.
Speaking of backup–I definitely needed some help right now. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket as I jogged to the van I’d driven from Montana, Brooke in my arms.
I hit the speed dial button for my alpha.
“Roy?”
“Rob. I’m sorry. It happened again. I need a clean-up. Could you call the locals?” I was careful not to say “pack” or call him “alpha.” I may have known that Brooke was mine, but she had agreed to nothing, and it was against pack law to reveal our existence to a human.
Which was too bad because it might at least help me explain why I was so good at killing. That I wasn’t a danger to her. That she was my mate.
Although I wasn’t sure that explanation was going to calm her down. My wolf, however, was soothed by the fact that I was taking her away from danger, again, but the scent of her fear rankled him.
“Fuck, Roy. Did you leave any signs of a wolf?” Rob asked.
“No. Clean, like the other two.”
“Where?”
“Her house.” I gave him her address even though he may have gotten it from Levi like I had.
“I’ll call Ben Stone, the local alpha. Since it’s his territory, he’ll have to know about this, and it’ll be his pack that cleans this up. I admit, Roy, that he might not be happy.”
“They were going to kill my mate,” I said through gritted teeth.
“I understand. I’m sure he will, too. I’ll help you all I can, but he may have an issue.”
Inwardly, I growled, because I knew he was right. Rob was my alpha but I wasn’t within his jurisdiction. I could be put down for this, but it’d be worth it.
No one fucked with my mate.
“Where are you going?”
“Back to the Four Seasons. I’m gonna see if their boss is still there and end this.”