Voiceless - M. Sinclair Page 0,27
shifter. If I had to assume, her fox was a bright purple, making it very clear to humans that she was a shifter rather than a normal fox.
My eyes traced the dawn as I stood up, surprised so much time had passed unnoticed. No matter. Walking towards the door after closing down the laptop, I found the night guard walking towards the office. He looked determined, clearly ready to give some type of update regarding the situation.
“Walk with me,” I commanded quietly before making my way towards the back of our estate.
“They circled the Main Street area several times, then left.” He explained quietly, “From what we could tell there were two of them. The plates, unsurprisingly, came up unregistered so we don’t know where these guys are from. How should we go forward?”
“Like before,” I stated, “let them through again tonight. I want to see if we can develop a pattern. Eventually, I’d like for one of the cops to pull them over so they don’t get suspicious with how easy it is, but not soon enough to scare them away. I’d rather have them in our sights then have them try to pull some backhanded bullshit.”
He nodded, and I dismissed him by walking out onto the pack patio, feeling the exhaustion of last night hit me. I let out a yawn and shifted easily, my wolf letting out a quiet bark, much softer than before because the soft bastard didn’t want to wake up our mate. I didn’t disagree with him, but it was amusing to see how much of a change he’d made. Although, hadn’t the same happened to me? I felt far more emotional than I had in years and thoughts that I had never considered before were plaguing my mind.
I let my wolf fully take over as I enjoyed the fast sprint throughout the surrounding mountainside. Normally, I would have waited for my brothers because we tended to take a daily morning run to blow off some steam before the start of the day. If I was going to go slide into bed with Colette though? Well, I wasn’t about to risk doing that without releasing some of this animalistic energy coursing through me. It was either that or I would fucking attack her the minute she rubbed her sexy curves against me. I let out a small rumble thinking about how good she felt under my hands when I had her pulled against me in the car.
I needed some fucking sleep or else I was going to drive myself crazy with these thoughts.
When I broke through the trees towards our house about an hour later, I felt far better. The air had chilled my fur, and I felt like the weight of being human was lifted for a bit. Well, at least until I shifted back and adjusted my hoodie. Glad that I had the ability, unlike younger wolves, to shift in and out with my clothes attached. Shit got cold easily without that.
“Have you slept yet?” Hunter’s voice echoed as I walked towards him. His hand wrapped around a coffee mug and looking far better than he did before. I knew he had tried staying awake to see Colette. But he and his magic were depleted after the several days and nights he stayed up with the young shifters.
“No,” I grunted. “There is a report on the laptop. Someone is looking around Willowdale and I am worried it may have to do with Colette. It seems a bit far fetched to assume because she’s from across the country, but when you go into the office, read through it and let me know your thoughts.”
He nodded and offered me a shoulder squeeze. “Thanks for handling that, I know you’re fucking exhausted.”
I offered him a nod and groaned, walking passed while stretching my sore muscles. “Now that my wolf has shut the fuck up for a bit, I’m going to go pass out until she gets up for the day.”
“I have to introduce her to the pack today,” Hunter commented as if it wasn’t a big deal.
I smirked because the fucker was way too happy about that. “It will be good for her,” I noted seriously. “Seems like she grew up around humans so it will be a change but one she deserves. We probably need to tell her that we are her mates beforehand though…”
“I think she knows,” Hunter chuckled.
I nodded, not telling him about the emotional connection that allowed for telepathy. I felt