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“How long to get there?” I asked Derek.
“Two hours in the air, maybe less if we push it,” Derek replied. That was too much. “But Tristan, you need to prepare yourself for what we might find when we get there.” He said making me turn to him.
“What do you mean?”
Derek’s expression was grim as he gestured toward his men. “I’ve been tracking Daxon for months now, ever since he first showed up on our radar.
But I had no idea he was related to you. He’s not just some Alpha wolf looking for revenge. He’s organized, he’s funded, and he’s got resources that suggest
he’s working with someone bigger than himself.”
My blood chilled. “What kind of resources?”
“The kind that let him set up operations in international waters, Derek said. “The kind that let him disappear for months at a time and then resurface with
new technology, new weapons, new allies.”
Jackson stepped forward again. “Alpha, we’ve identified at least three vessels in the area where your mate’s signal is strongest. One appears to be a modified
cargo ship, heavily armed. The other two look like escort boats.”
“How heavily armed?” Orion asked, and I could hear the deadly calm in his voice that meant he was already planning how to kill everyone involved.
“Heavy enough that a frontal assault would be suicide,” Jackson answered honestly. “But we’ve got a plan that should get us on board without triggering
their defenses.”
Derek nodded toward the jet. “We’ll brief you fully once we’re in the air, but right now we need to move. Every minute we delay is another minute Athena is
in their hands.”
I looked at the jet, then at the armed men, then at Orion and my commander.
The smart play was to take Derek’s help, use his resources, and approach this like the military operation it had become.
But every instinct I had was screaming at me to shift into my wolf form and run straight toward wherever Athena was being held, consequences be damned.
“Tristan, Orion said quietly, and his hand landed on my shoulder. “We do this right, or we don’t do it at all. She needs us alive and functional, not dead and
useless.
He was right, just like Derek had been right, but it went against every fiber of my being to slow down and plan when my mate was suffering.
“Fine,” I said through gritted teeth. “But if this goes wrong, if his plan gets her killed./
“It won’t,” Derek said with absolute certainty. “Because failure isn’t an option. Not for any of us.”
Jackson gestured toward the jet. “Alpha, we’re ready to board when you are.”
I took one last look around the airstrip, at the assembled men who were about to risk their lives for my mate, at Derek who had dropped everything to help
me, at Orion whose rage was still burning hot enough to make the air shimmer around him,
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‘Let’s go bring her home,‘ I said.
We moved toward the jet as a unit and I could feel the tension in every man present.
This wasn’t just a rescue mission anymore, it was war, and we all knew that some of us might not be coming back.
But as we boarded Derek’s jet and the engines roared to life, only one thing mattered to me.
Athena was out there, she was in danger, and nothing in heaven or hell was going to stop me from getting to her.
The jet lifted off into the night sky and through the small window, I watched the lights of the city disappear below us. Somewhere ahead of us, across miles
of dark ocean, my mate was waiting.
I was coming for her, and God help anyone who tried to stop me.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
