No, you won’t.
Ryker
“They’re around this area,” Sebastian noted, “but I never came up this far north. Do you remember where you lived?” We drove nonstop once we got past the border into Canada on up to the Yukon Territory. The rest of the packs stayed out of range except me, Sebastian, and Micah.
I shrugged. “I have ideas, but it was a long time ago. I remember Whitehorse though. This was our city.” For the past couple days, all we’d done was split up and comb the streets to see if we could find any of the Yukon wolves. So far we’d found nothing, not even a trace.
Micah turned the corner, shaking his head when he saw us. “Anything for you guys?”
“Not a fucking thing,” I grumbled.
“How is Faith?” Sebastian asked him.
“She’s fine. She just wants us to find her sister. The sooner we do, the sooner we can reunite them.”
“But for how long? What are your plans once this is over?” I asked.
Sebastian lifted his brows. “Good question.”
Smirking, Micah leaned against the building. “I guess we’ll just have to relocate. Besides, it’s not fun living with a female. It ruins my game.”
“So you’re moving to Wyoming?” Sebastian asked.
“Looks like it, unless you have any objections.”
“Nope, I look forward to pestering your ass. It’ll get me off of Ryker’s,” he said, pointing at me.
I snorted. “Thank fucking God for that.” We stood there for a few minutes shooting the shit, and my patience ran thin. Blowing out a frustrated breath, I peered up and down the street. I had to find Bailey. “We have one more day until the full moon and he’s already had her for five. Just the thought of Kade breathing around her makes me so goddamned furious.”
“I’m in the same boat,” Sebastian agreed, his jaw tensing. “We need to figure out where those fuckheads go during the day. Surely, they have jobs somewhere in this city.”
As soon as he said it, I had an idea. “When I was younger, there was a man in our pack who owned a bar right outside of town. His name was Abel. I could always smell the liquor on him from a mile away. It was years ago, but it might still be there.”
“And you think some of the wolves will be there?” he asked.
“It’s worth a shot. Right now, we have nothing.”
“All right, let’s go,” Micah announced. We jumped in my truck and started through town. We passed the ice cream shop my mother always took me to as a boy. Even Bailey went along a few times when she was staying with us. Everywhere I turned, there was a memory. Once off the main road, the bar wasn’t far. It was a Saturday night so it didn’t surprise me to see the parking lot packed with cars.
Shutting off the truck, I lowered the windows and breathed in. Nothing. “How the hell are there not any of them around? It doesn’t make sense.”
Sebastian sighed. “Maybe they are, but just cloaked like us. You know what that’s like. The Northern pack did the same thing, even though I knew you could sense Bailey. I’m almost positive the Yukons would be protected too. They have Maret alongside them.”
He was right. When I left Wyoming to check on Bailey, I knew their homes were surrounded by some kind of magic to keep them concealed. However, I could still feel Bailey’s magic through it, calling to me. “Do you think you’d be able to recognize anyone if you saw them?” I asked.
Sitting up in the seat, he focused on the door to the bar. “I’m sure I could.”
We all stared at the door, watching people go in and out, mainly humans. Each second that passed, the angrier I became. We had run out of options. After three hours of silence, I started the truck and put it in gear. “This is fucking useless.”
Sebastian held up a hand. “Wait.” He pointed to the door where two men staggered out and got into their vehicle. “I’ve seen them before. They’re part of your old pack.”
I studied them and my memory clicked. “They’re Abel’s sons, Calum and Devlin. They were my friends growing up. I can’t sense them at all.” They were cloaked.
Micah scoffed from the backseat. “And there we have our answer. There’s no telling how many have been around.” Once they got in their car, they drove right past us. Drunk as hell, they almost hit a tree.
“Fucking morons,” I mumbled. Putting distance between us, I followed them. Their brake lights came on and then the entire car disappeared behind an invisible wall. “I think we have our location.”
“Yeah, and they would get into some serious shit if Kade and his uncle knew they gave it away. When I was with the Northern pack, we had to make sure no one was around before we could enter. Luckily, the Yukons have the village idiots to help us out.”
We drove past the entrance and kept going. “How far do you think the wall goes?” I asked.
“Maybe a half mile in all directions. You’ll be able to feel it if you get too close,” Sebastian replied. I remembered it was like an electric current jolting through your body. I was zapped a few times when I tried to get close to Bailey. “I think we have what we need,” he said. “Let’s get back to your people so we can come up with a plan of attack.”
Turning the truck around, I squeezed the steering wheel so hard, my knuckles turned white. I already had a plan . . . kill them all.
“Have you called everyone?” Tyla asked, sitting beside me.
Keeping my gaze on the dwindling fire, I nodded my head. “They should all be here soon.”
The sun had already started to come up, which meant our time was running out. The full moon was upon us. Our camp was about fifteen miles south of the Yukon pack, just out of reach of their senses.
Seraphina joined us, along with Sebastian, Micah, and Cedric. “How are we going to get inside the wall?” Cedric asked.
Seraphina answered. “After their explanation of the shield, I’m pretty sure I can breach it long enough to send a few people through. It’s just a cloaking spell, but Maret is stronger than me. I can open it in intervals each time I regain my strength.”
I glanced up at her. “Or you can just let two of us in first.”
“And who would those two be?” Sebastian asked.
“Me and you.”
Tyla punched me in the arm. “What the hell are you thinking? That’s suicide and you know it.”
Shaking her head, Seraphina spoke up. “Actually, it might be brilliant. None of them will suspect that I’m here to lower the wall, and they certainly aren’t expecting Ryker to come in alone. If you can slip in there unnoticed, we might have a better chance. If we go in baring our teeth, Kade will take Bailey and run, or worse, kill her.”
“Why don’t I go in as well?” Micah suggested. “That way I can take someone in with me undetected. We need to find Maret and kill her. She’s the key to bringing down the Yukons.”
Everyone seemed to agree and turned to me. “I can’t argue with you there, but don’t you need to stay alive for Faith? You’re her protector. You risk your life going into this fight.”
Sebastian nodded. “That’s true, brother.”
Micah’s eyes blazed. “My duty is to the royals and to my family. What kind of brother would I be if I didn’t help you? I’m going in there and that’s final.” Sebastian glared at him, but ultimately gave in. They shook hands and the deal was made. Kade and I had never been like that. We had the same blood flowing through our veins, but he was always different. And now I planned on killing him.
“I want to go in with Micah,” Tyla insisted. All eyes turned her way, but I could see she wasn’t going to back down.