Chapter 768 Chapter 768
Calla stopped struggling and went lax in his hold. She wasn’t stupid. This guy was big and could crush her if he wanted to. “Put me down.” She tried to sound bored.
The wolf nodded, and the big one released her.
She glanced at him and then looked back at the traitor. “I didn’t think I’d actually find you.” She pushed her hair back from her face while she tried to think of a name she could toss out there to make them believe she was one of them. “I’m glad I remembered this place because people keep disappearing all over the place.” She nodded, briefly wondering I she could get the earpiece back in unnoticed. “Allen Dunlap is gone. Just gone.”
The man whose spine the prince wanted to rip out relaxed. “I know.” He glanced at the man beside him for a second, before putting his hand on his hips and studying her. “He told you about this location?”
She nodded and then rolled her eyes. “I’m here, aren’t I? He didn’t give me the exact location of this space. I’ve been wandering around these shops all day.” She exhaled loudly. “What is happening? Where is everyone going?” She stepped further away and whispered. “I went to Chicago…”
“See. I told you.” The man closest to him said.
She watched the short man shake his head. “There’s no way they got him. He’s probably hiding out and hasn’t had a chance to reach out.”
“I don’t know about that, boss. There were a lot of our kind roaming the area.”
The wolf shook his head. “That doesn’t mean it’s the Alliance. There’s a lot of us that don’t follow them and the king. They could be watching the place until he gets back. He’s disappeared a few times before. I remember my dad trying to track him down.”
Calla jammed the earbud in while they looked at each other. “So, what now? Is there a secret headquarters nearby? How many more of us are there?” She hoped Eaton and the others were hearing her.
“Hold. Let this play out.” It sounded like Raymond Hardy in her ear.
All three men stared at her.
“What?” She put her hand on her hips. “It’s taken me months to get here—find here without getting snatched up. If you think I’m going back, you can think again. I joined the cause and—” She glared at the one that had grabbed her. “—there are a lot of others just waiting for me to give the go, and they’ll be here too.” She hoped the others were understanding her.
“Receiving, Calla. Don’t take it too far. We’re getting in place.” Eaton’s voice in her ear almost had her visibly sigh in relief.
“So—” She looked back at the wolf. “—is there someplace, or do you guys just hang out in a storage warehouse?”
“Everyone, hold. Let’s see if there’s more nearby.”
“Not close.” The wolf said. “We just check here to pick up deliveries and—” He motioned to her. “—followers.”
“Okay. So—” She looked around. “Who are we meeting?”
“You’re doing good, Calla,” Eaton whispered, making Calla wonder if they were already inside this space.
“We aren’t,” he motioned to the one who had grabbed her. The man walked by the shipping door. “We’re picking up some supplies.” He studied her. “What’s your name?”
“Calla—han. Missy Callahan.” Calla smiled.
He nodded. “As you know, I’m Leon.” His grin was cynical. “The next king of all shifters.”
She pasted her best smile on her face. “Great to finally meet you, Leon, or should I call you your majesty?”
There was a growl through the earbud, and she had no doubt it was Devin Addison.
The wolf chuckled. “Leon is fine. Until we figure out where Aiden took my uncle and kill him, I’m just Leon.”
“He took Shepard Addison. Where do you think Aiden’s hiding?”
“Hold. Let her play this out.” It was Raymond Hardy.
“I don’t know, but when we get back, I’m going to find out.”
Calla nodded. She needed to let Eaton know she was going with them. “Excellent.” She shrugged. “When do we leave? I’ve had all the shopping mall I can stand.”
“Be careful, Calla.” Was whispered in her ear.
“Do you have a phone?” Leon asked.
She snorted. “Yeah. Doesn’t everyone? Why?”
“It stays here.”
Not good. “You want me to leave my phone here?”
“Calla, this is not a good plan.” That was Zain.
“It’s so you can’t be tracked.”
Calla grinned. “You think I’m important enough to track?”
“She has a tracking chip. Let her do this.” The king said. “We’ll follow you, Calla.”
Leon shrugged. “Can’t take chances.”
The one that grabbed her started walking toward her with his hand out.
“Back off, Igor.” She pulled out her phone. “Let me transfer my photos to the cloud.” She gave him a warning look. “I’m not losing them.”
He stopped and glanced at Leon.
She opened the screen and typed quickly to Zain. “Track me. I’ll get word when I can.” Sighing, she turned the phone off, ending any contact she had with them. With a hard look, she held the phone out.
He took it, dropped it, and then crushed it with his heel.
Calla looked at Leon. “Happy?”
He smirked. “Yes. Let’s go.” He pointed to the other goon standing beside the boxes. “Grab a box.”
“You owe me a phone.” When the three of them had their back to her, she took out the earpiece and tossed it over her shoulder. She didn’t know if this was her best plan, but it was too late to go back now.