Wednesday afternoon
“What the hell was Lena thinking? She is such a stupid bitch. Why would she do this at the last minute? She almost ruined everything. I was not going to deal with this. I was going over everything with Rex’s father. The plane was gassed up and ready to go. I had one of my warriors take Beta James SUV that we recovered when they ran, and drive it down there yesterday. He was meeting us at the airfield. The SUV was not needed for anything other than going to get everyone. The third row of seats would come in handy.
I was furious by what she had done, but I needed to complete this meeting. I told him that we would be back on Monday and that we were taking a few days off. There was no reason for them to question us about it. When we returned tonight, we would stay in Beta Clay’s house, and the girls would be staying in the cells for a day or two. There was no way around it; we had to wait. The house was not completed yet.
We were going to wait to have sex with them. But Cara will be spending her flight back on my lap. The need to hold her is all-encompassing. She had a scent, but it wasn’t like a she-wolves scent. Her scent was fainter, and she smelled like vanilla and cinnamon. I knew
that Clay and Rex were also ready to claim their women too. They knew as well as I did that. both Brenna and Luna would already be marked, as they had found their true mates.
Clay and Rex were not their mates, and they could not re-mark them. If they had been a true mate, their mark would override a chosen mate’s marks. They were both happy that their mates would feel exactly what they were doing to them. There wasn’t going to be anything they could do to stop us. They wanted payback for how we were treated at the gate. I couldn’t wait for night to fall and my Cara coming back to me.
I finished my meeting with Devin and locked my door back to speak to Rex and Clay privately. “I want to make sure that we don’t have any more surprises today. It is noon now, and we will leave at three. It is less than a two-hour flight, but I want to get there early enough to make sure the plane is refueled while we are there. The pilots have to be ready to go at eight-thirty. I would rather they wait for us than vice-versa. I don’t know how quickly they will be coming after us, so I want to come straight back to the airfield,” I told them.
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