plant evidence. It turns out to be the same fucker. Figor finally got his revenge since the dirty agent killed the woman who infiltrated us, they were able to prove everything links back to him.”
Feeling the tension flowing through Figor, I imagine it’s a mixture of what happened and also maybe nerves of how I will react to this news.
But for me it’s clear and quite simple. “Smart thinking of separating the bar and the clubhouse. And as long as outsiders don’t know this place is run by a pack of werewolves, I don’t see any issues with it. And it’s good this FBI agent, Nick, knows you have a special dog breed looking like wolves who are trained. Well, he might think they’re normal dogs, whatever, as long as he’s aware they are treated with respect and kindness and no animals are hurt or used in fights.”
“Nick is a good agent and accepts help where needed.” Ash nods when Figor voices those words.
“I look forward to meeting him.” I hand Ash the papers back. “When will he arrive? Because one of my contacts gave me information about a police report that was filed. Someone scammed an old woman, a few grand. Sound familiar?”
“It could be a new human he tied to him,” Figor states.
My head bobs. “I thought the same thing. And when the werewolf has enough cash and the police are closing in on the human, he will kill and move on. So, we have to move fast before we lose the lead.”
“Do you have a name and address?” Caz asks.
“Sure do, I would have checked it out later today but I figured with us working together you guys would want to come along.”
“You’re not going anywhere alone,” Figor snaps, making both Ash and Caz glance up at his harsh demand.
I narrow my eyes. “I’ve been a bounty hunter for years, asshole. Chasing criminals is what I do for a living.”
His jaw ticks and he’s clearly struggling with the issue.
“Okay, then. Well, in this case it’s a werewolf and we might not be a Death by Reaper MC, Werewolf chapter, who normally would handle their own breed gone rogue…we do feel responsible. You’re stuck with us, lady.” Ash adds a grin and winks at me when I connect our gaze.
Clearly, he’s more than aware of what’s going on between Figor and me. And I know Ash is right and Figor’s reaction might be a need for him to keep me safe, but we’re immortal, dammit. It’s not like I can’t handle myself.
I might not be able to shift into a wolf to fight a werewolf, but I can dodge teeth and have amplified strength, but it’s my magic that will save the day. I guess he has to see for himself, but I’m sure he will soon enough.
“When do we leave?” Caz asks.
Figor stands. “Right. Fucking. Now.”
So much for talking things through, I guess it’s time for some action.
CHAPTER FIVE
– FIGOR –
I hit the kickstand and wait for Opal to get off the back of my bike. Her hands leave my waist and she takes the warmth of her pussy with her. Fuck. It felt amazing to ride together and I can’t wait to officially claim her as my mate and old lady. But for now, I’ll settle for spending each and every moment together.
Taking the helmet from her I place it on the bike as we wait for Ash and Caz to walk our way. We’re at the address mentioned in the file Opal had. The last victim, an elderly woman, who lost money was smart enough to write down the license plate of the man who seemed helpful but instead stole her information and transferred money without her knowing.
Her son discovered it and when he asked his mother, she made the link. They reported it, and here we stand, in front of the house of the asshole who thinks he’s allowed to steal. But by the scent hitting my nose I get the idea this fucker already had a meeting with karma.
“Smell that?” Ash says as he steps closer.
“Blood,” Opal whispers.
Her hand goes up and she moves it from right to left, slightly wiggling her fingers. Some of the sand covering the driveway is flowing through the air, as if Opal is lifting a veil.
“Fucking hell, that’s a neat trick,” Caz mutters in awe underneath his breath.
And I have to agree with the man, it’s fucking amazing to see my woman use magic. She just revealed