Resisting the Moon (Royal Shifters #2)(32)
Opening my eyes, I dropped the stone on the bed. Sebastian was already dressed in a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt, and I couldn’t help but smile. He was so unbelievably sexy. I’d never seen him in a pair of jeans, only slacks and nice shirts.
He held out his arms and grinned. “I do own jeans, love. I just choose not to wear them. Although, by the way your eyes just flashed, I will have to reconsider.”
“Definitely. I’d tell you to f*ck me right now, but we don’t have time. I’m dying to see Amelie.” Rushing out of bed, I threw on some clothes and followed Sebastian downstairs. By now, Amelie probably already knew I was in town. She’d be able to smell my scent around her house. “I need to call Finn,” I said as we headed out the front door. “He’s supposed to show up today with whoever’s left from our old pack.”
We were only a couple of miles away from her house, and I felt like I couldn’t get there fast enough. We got in the car and Sebastian went as fast as he could. My legs shook and I couldn’t sit still as I dialed Finn’s number. He picked up on the first ring.
“Hello?”
“Finn, I have some good news.”
“What, you miss me?” Sebastian growled low in his chest, but thankfully, the rage was gone. I didn’t have to worry about him ripping Finn’s head off.
“Very funny,” I said, shaking my head. “Where ya at?”
“A couple of hours away. Is everything okay?”
“I think so. Amelie’s back in town with Jaret and we’re headed that way. I have no clue what’s going on. Can you meet us out there?” I asked.
“You got it. We’ll be there soon.”
We hung up and I blew out an impatient sigh. “I just want to know what happened,” I said, glancing over at Sebastian. “Do you think she’ll want to come back to Wyoming with us?”
He shrugged. “Depends on her mate, if they’re actually mated that is. It’s not just her decision.” I just hoped she’d want to come with me. My aunt and uncle were gone. She needed to be with her family.
My phone rang. “Hey, Blake.”
“You sound a lot happier this morning.” He laughed.
Sebastian winked and grabbed my hand. “Maybe a little,” I said. “Things are looking up out here. I should be coming back soon. What’s up?”
“I looked up the information on apartment rentals at that establishment. Of course, I wasn’t able to find a renter named Jaret Bleddyn, but there was another Jaret. Do you think maybe you got his last name wrong?”
I could still see his name in Amelie’s journal. “It was definitely Bleddyn.”
We started down Amelie’s gravel driveway and her house slowly came into view. There was a black SUV there but no sign of Amelie or Jaret. Sebastian parked the car and we got out.
Blake sighed and I could hear him typing away on his computer. “Well, the other Jaret I found isn’t from around the North Carolina area.”
“Who is he?” I asked, walking toward the house.
“His name is Jaret Connery. It looks like he’s a native of California, but moved to North Carolina this past year. Does he sound like the right guy?” The second I heard his name, I froze. How the hell could that be possible? The wheels in my mind turned, and with everything Finn had told me, it all started to come together.
“Tyla?” Blake called.
“I’m here. Sorry about that. Thank you for looking into this for me. I think I have everything I need.”
“Anytime. Just call me if you need anything else.”
As soon as we hung up, Sebastian grabbed my arm. “We have to get out of here,” he demanded, voice low. That was when we saw them, glowing eyes staring back at us from the woods.
“I think it’s too late.”
The door to Amelie’s house slammed open and she ran to me as I stepped out of the car, arms wide open. “Tyla, oh my God, I have so much to tell you!” She barreled into me and I breathed her in—she was mated. Fuck. I had to get her away from there as fast as possible. She breathed me in and gasped. “You’re mated too? This is amazing.”
I squeezed her against me, my voice a rushed whisper in her ear. “There’s no time to explain. I need you to get in the car and come with us now.” She tried to pull away, but I was prepared to drag her if need be.
“Tyla, what are you talking about? Let me go.”
Dragging her it is then. “You’re coming with me,” I growled. We turned around and I froze. Sebastian stood in front of us, ready to fight as a guy we didn’t recognize stared back at us with an evil leer on his face.
“You’re not going anywhere,” the guy said.
Sebastian’s voice grew dark and hard. “Wanna bet?”
Amelie gasped. “What’s going on? Who are you?”
More wolves filed out of the woods and surrounded us, most in wolf form, but some were still human. Those men flanked us. “We can’t fight them all and live,” I said to Sebastian.
“No, but I don’t think they plan on keeping us alive anyway. If Finn were here, we’d have a fighting chance.” Finn was still a couple of hours away. We were screwed.
“Tyla, what’s going on?” Amelie cried. She turned around and I heard her breathe a sigh of relief. Heavy footsteps fell on the gravel driveway behind us and I closed my eyes, knowing very well who it was going to be. “Jaret!”