Savage Urges (The Phoenix Pack, #5)(90)

“Does Dawn have a drill for situations like this?” asked Jaime, linking hands with her mate.

“Yes,” replied Makenna. “The witch I hired told me that if anyone tried to disable the wards, an alarm would be sounded. Most of the residents know to grab any children and get to the bunker below the building.”

Dante arched his brows. “The bunker can’t be big enough for all the residents.”

“It isn’t, which is why women and children are the priority. Others might have escaped through the emergency exit. A lot of people will have stayed with Dawn to protect her.”

Jaime worried her bottom lip. “Is there any way Remy could find the bunker?”

“The only way inside is through a hidden door in the basement. Given how well it’s concealed, I’ll be amazed if he finds it. He won’t be able to sniff out the people hiding because the basement smells of enough bleach to throw off the strongest nose.”

Ryan remembered the smell and knew she was right.

The Beta female exhaled a relieved breath. “So the children should all be safe.”

“I hope so.”

Ryan cast a quick look at his mate. She was pale, her lips were pinched, her body was subtly tremoring, and the wild glint in her eyes was feverish. But, since her emotions were echoing inside him, he didn’t need to read her body language to know she was an emotional mess. His wolf wanted to nuzzle her. Ryan put a hand on her thigh. “Kenna, you need to stay calm for me.”

“I’m calm.”

He grunted. She was far from it. Her system was restless with anger, anxiety, desperation, and dread. He was just as f*cking infuriated, but he knew better than to let emotion get in the way. His mate wasn’t so good at that. Being one to overthink things, she was most likely imagining all kinds of awful scenarios and driving herself insane with them. “We won’t let anything happen to Dawn and Madisyn, I swear that to you.”

It was difficult to swallow, and the movement pained the back of her throat. “You heard what Ally said. Remy blames Dawn for everything. He’s not rational right now.”

“She also said we had to proceed carefully. If he hears us, if he knows we’ve come for him, he’ll hurt as many people as he can.”

Makenna blew out a long breath, knowing he was right. “Calm. I’ll be calm. But Madisyn won’t.” And that was what worried her most of all. “She doesn’t think; she reacts.”

“She won’t endanger Dawn.”

“No, but she might try to kill Remy if he or one of his wolves harm her.”

Unable to deny that, Ryan said nothing. He didn’t know Madisyn well. He wasn’t sure anyone other than Dawn and Makenna could claim to know her well. But he did sense that she was extremely close to those two females, that they were anchors for her. He also sensed that Dawn and Madisyn were equally important to Makenna. If anything happened to either of them, there was no saying what she’d do. That meant he’d have to keep a close watch on his mate. He couldn’t afford for her to lose her shit and get herself killed.

Minutes later, Ryan turned down a dirt path and parked close to the shelter’s perimeter fence. Switching off the engine, he said, “Remember, Kenna—”

“Be calm, I got it.”

But she wasn’t anything even close to calm. So he cupped her nape and kissed her. “You can feel how calm I am, right?”

She could. He was admirably cool and collected, his mind clear and objective. “Yes.”

“Use it. Let it flow through you.” If they could feed from each other’s arousal, they could do this too.

“I don’t know how.”

“It’s already inside you. All you have to do is cling to it. Okay?”

Nodding, she reached for that calm and held tight to it.

When some of the wildness retreated from her eyes, Ryan nodded in approval. “Let’s go. Stay close.” They easily scaled the fence, not making a sound. He was about to head through the trees when he heard slight rustling behind him. It was Makenna, reaching beneath a bush. “What are you doing?”

“You want to go in through the emergency exit, right?” There was a slight grating sound, and she smiled as she flipped back the bush, revealing a downward tunnel.

Jaime’s brows flew up. “That’s seriously smart.”

“About nine years ago, a badger shifter stayed here who’d once served in the army. He was pretty paranoid. Dawn had to keep confiscating his smoke grenades—we didn’t even know where he was getting them from. Anyway, he built tunnels beneath the shelter and the forest, preferred living in his animal form.”

“So there’s a tunnel system under here?” asked Dante.

Makenna nodded. “He also insisted on building this escape route for when ‘they’ finally came for him because he ‘knew too much.’ We never did work out who or what he was talking about.” She swiftly descended the ladder and then shuffled aside to make the room for the others.

Bending to fit into the tunnel, Ryan patted her ass. “Lead the way.” As they advanced through the tunnels, he noticed the little red symbols on the wall that marked the way to the shelter. Makenna didn’t once glance at them; she seemed to know exactly where she was going.

“Almost there.” Rounding a corner, she stopped dead, causing the others to bump into her.