Ten Years Later
Layla watched as her children played in a now-mated, twenty-four-year-old Tracy’s yard. Sid and her brothers and brothers-in-law ran around with the kids and a wildly barking three-legged dog.
“Isn’t it funny how this fate thing works?” Layla murmured.
“Yeah. We all lucked out in a big way, dontcha think?” Lex’s mate Nina watched him hungrily. Layla was sure she wore the same look whenever she watched Sid. The desire for him hadn’t waned one bit in ten years.
“And to think you didn’t want him at first!” Tracy laughed as Sid allowed the kids and dog to tackle him.
“I wanted him from the first time I laid eyes on him. My body knew exactly what needed to happen. My wolf knew. It was my brain that was reluctant.”
“Well, two kids, ten years and a minivan later, you’re the happiest werewolf soccer mom I know.”
Layla threw her head back and laughed. Sid heard it and turned. Heat flared between them as their gazes locked. Thank goodness all parts of her were now on the same page. She’d want Sid Rosario until the day she ceased to draw breath.
“What the heck, Tommie? I got places to go, man,” Rey said, fingers agitatedly drumming on the steering wheel.
Tommie Perkins flipped his friend the bird. “Dude, hold your horses. It’s not like you got a woman or anything.” He snorted in amusement at himself. “I have to check something out for Cade. Something big is going on, Reyes. It’s got the hierarchy all shaken up and Lex is more nervous and paranoid than usual.” Rey snorted but kept driving. If his Alpha had business that needed tending to, he couldn’t just blow it off. Even he had a sense of duty.
Tommie looked down at the scribbled address on the paper in his hand and back at the street signs. “Make a right into that parking lot. I’m going to be across the street. It shouldn’t take me more than ten or fifteen minutes.”
Gabriel Reyes pulled the dark sedan into the lot and parked it. He sat in the car, smoking a cigarette, and waited while Tommie ran inside to do his business. After a while he got bored listening to the radio and he made a few calls, but no one was around.
Checking his watch, he narrowed his eyes when he saw that twenty minutes had passed and still Tommie hadn’t returned. It would serve the jerk-off right if he just left him. Rey got out of the car, sucked in a deep breath of the night air and heaved an annoyed sigh when he saw Tommie talking with some men he couldn’t quite see in the doorway of one of the buildings.
He resolved to make the other man buy him a beer as he watched Tommie running toward him. As he got a few feet from the car, a shot rang out and Tommie looked up at him as he clutched his side with surprised agony.
Rey saw his lips form “run” just before another shot rang out and hit his friend in the head. “Jesus!” he cried out, jumping back into the car. He made quick work of turning the car on, squealing out of the parking lot, heading to Bellevue, where his sister lived. She’d know what to do.