Chapter 809 Chapter 809
Jake ran full speed until he saw the river. His paws slid through the mud when he put on the brakes. He managed to stop before he hit the water. Just barely. A foot from his paws, the water rushed by. Falling in would have completed this day for him.
His mind was still racing, even if his body wasn’t. His cat shook, sending any water or mud flying, and then sighed. Jake was right there with him. This was so messed up. He needed to go back to bed and wake up all over again.
The prettiest girl he’d ever seen was Coop’s niece. That was like ice water to the face and took all the potential flirting off the table. Knowing someone was after her and she had watched her friend be killed broke his heart. No one should have to suffer seeing that.
While carrying what felt like a hundred cases of her belongings into the house, she’d looked so despondent, completely lost. It was then he’d decided that even with the loss of flirting to make the pretty girl blush, he could still be her friend.
Now, he was drowning. He looked at the water. Actual drowning might feel better than the flood of what the fuck he was feeling. Rory, Aurora Bishop, Cooper’s niece, was his mate. He’d never really thought about if there was one out there for him or not. If there was, great. If not, he’d deal. Can’t miss what you never had, right?” Now, he had one, and fate had done some nasty business, making her related to Cooper. Glancing behind him, he tried to decide if he should head back.
Shit. They had to get rid of the van, in case someone was stupid enough to follow her here. On Ed’s property alone, there were at least eight fully shifting tigers on hand. Just down the road, a few minutes between Blair and Noah’s, there had to be thirty more. Bruce had several adults now too. If you included the kids, there were enough tigers to take on anything. With Daisie being one of them, anyone should be wary of what she could pull off. She was going to be a leader someday, he felt it in his gut. Every time she called him on his swearing, he felt like he’d been punished.
Shit. Turning, he started a steady run back. He wasn’t sure where Noah planned to take the van, but they were going to make sure it wasn’t identifiable. The wreckers. If they took it to old Deek, he’d crush it up in an unregistered sort of way for them. Well, he would if Gage called him.
He stumbled over something still covered in a patch of icy snow. He was going to have to talk to Cooper. Finding his mate wasn’t something Jake would be able to fake his way through. Not that Coop ever fell for any of them pretending anything, he always saw through it.
If he survived that conversation, he’d figure out what to do next. He could just go back to the factory, but that was even more remote than it was here. He didn’t know if this restless feeling was from hearing all the stories from team members or if he was really bored with the remote country life and hadn’t realized it until now, but he needed a change.
He stumbled again. After the van, he needed sleep. Talking to Coop was a tricky thing most days, and if he tried it on, no sleep, Coop was just going to make him look like an ass.