Randall held his hands up, shaking his head. "I could never hurt Nisha," he said. "She is my mate. I knew as soon as I scented her in the parking lot that she was my other half. I was here because I was trying to figure out what happened to the two of you four years ago. The humans do not know it was her, and they do not know she killed those men to rescue you."
She relaxed, nervously scratching at Bobby's ears as she took in the news. "Your mate?"
"Yes. I saw her just long enough for our wolves to connect last night."
"She shot you!" Bobby was rubbing his head against her side, trying to calm her. "She ran from you!"
"She missed, intentionally. Do you know why she would have run off?"
She looked at me, then back to Randall. "She went to get my baby back, and to kill some Alphas."
"On her own," I asked. "Why didn't she ask us? You are family, we would help. We all want blood for what they did to you."
She looked down at Bobby, he just licked her hand and rubbed against her, letting her know it was all right. "She doesn't need your help. She doesn't need any of you anymore."
Randall looked at her. "Do you know where your baby is, Niesha?"
"Nisha does, she told me she was going to bring him back to me." She walked over to her Aunt and Uncle. "She won't ask for help because she knows the Council has an arrest warrant out for her, and you'll be in trouble with them if you don't turn her in. She told me she took a blood vow, to find and kill those responsible, and nothing would get in her way."
I gripped my mate's leg, a blood vow was unbreakable, even in death. "And then?"
"When she has her revenge, she will turn herself in. She said she is beyond saving, so I have to live for both of us. I'm supposed to move on, find my mate, have a family and live my life." She pulled back a chair and sat down heavily. "I think she got the easy half of the deal."
Ch. 20
Nisha's POV
34 Months Ago, Upstate New York
"You ready for this, Nisha?" Eduardo was sitting on the counter in the hotel bathroom, watching me as I pulled on my black leather jacket over black jeans, a black T-shirt and boots. I double-checked my weapons, four throwing knives sat ready in my boots and jacket sleeves, and an autoinjector filled with a fast-acting sedative in my front pocket. I'd left the Glock behind, I didn't want to risk jail time in this state that didn't recognize carry permits.
It wasn't like I couldn't kill someone twenty different ways without it. "Yeah," I replied as I pulled my blonde hair back in a ponytail, then covered it all with a black bandana.
"This phone has one number in it, you can use it to contact me when you are done. As soon as the sun sets, I'll come get you."
"If I need it," I said. "You guys didn't pick an easy task for my first assignment."
He put his hand on my shoulder. "You're ready for this, or Jarrod wouldn't send you."
I took a deep breath. "You going to be all right?"
"The do not disturb sign is up and we've got the drapes closed and taped. I'll be fine." I gave him a hug and walked out, down the hall and stairs and out into the parking lot. I fired up my Harley and headed out for the bar Alpha Marvin Jones owned in the town just outside his territory. I drove through the Fulton County Lakes region to Eagle Bay, where the Harbor Bar sat.
Parking my Harley facing out near the door, I got off and walked in. It was fall, the off season and a Wednesday, and there weren't many tourists around. I unzipped my jacket as I walked in, and I could sense that most of the people inside were werewolves, including all of the staff.
I walked up to the bar, oblivious to their stares. Technically, I wasn't on Pack lands so I couldn't be detained for trespassing. That didn't mean my presence was welcome. My scent alarmed them, and they all focused on me as I walked past the booths to take a seat on the barstool.
If I was male, they would have considered me a threat. I was without a Pack, unmated, beautiful and alone, so I could smell their attention shifting from alarm to lust. "What can I get you, young lady," the bartender said. He was a big guy, at least warrior rank.
"Beer, menu and a meeting with your boss," I said as I sat down.
He asked to see my identification, and I showed him my newly forged Louisiana driver's license that showed me turning 21 two months earlier. He stared at it carefully, and his eyes glazed slightly. He was linking to his Alpha, giving him my name and address no doubt. My Coven had spared no expense in creating my false identity, down to the real apartment in the city that was listed. I even had a credit history showing my job working for a company secretly owned by Jarrod. "Beer and menu I can get you," he said.
"I'll take an India Pale Ale if you had it," I said. He came back with a standard bar menu and a glass of Full Boar IPA. I ordered a burger with mushrooms and blue cheese and tried the beer, it was pretty good. The bartender went back into the office, right as another man sat next to me. "That seat is taken," I said.
"I didn't see anyone come in with you," the young wolf said. "You're not the one but you look like you'd be fun," he said. "Name's Boyd. Let me buy you a drink, pretty lady."
"No thanks."
I reached for my beer, but he grabbed my right hand, turning me towards him as he held it tight. "You've got no rights here, rogue. Leaving with me for a quick fuck is your best option right now. The three boys in the back there want to take you to the Pack prison, where they can share you with all their friends."
My left hand had dropped to my boot as he talked. "You have a nice cock, Boyd?"
"You bet I do, and I know how to use it."
"You like your cock the way it is? It's not too big?"
"It's perfection, bitch."
I moved the tip of the razor-sharp blade in my left hand until it was poking through the fabric of his jeans, right where his hardened shaft was pressing against the zipper. "Then you better sit your ass down where you came from before you lose half of it." His eyes got wide as he looked down. I could see his wolf coming forward, demanding my submission, and so I let MY wolf forward and she was pissed. My Alpha dominance pushed his wolf back, and he let go of me and backed off. I smiled and put the blade back as he walked away.
The smell of lust changed over to one of aggression as his took his seat, communicating what happened with his buddies in the corner. I ignored them, enjoying the burger and fries as I waited. I had just finished up when the bartender came back out. "The Alpha wants to know why you want to meet with him and who you represent."
"Word is that there is a witness working with the FBI who saw two men abducting a woman in Syracuse last month," I said. "The people I represent can make her go away."
He nodded and walked off. I finished my beer by the time her returned. "Meeting will be on our lands. No weapons."
"I'll leave them on my ride," I said.
"Boyd and the boys will escort you. Follow them and do not deviate or you will be killed." I tossed a twenty onto the bar to cover lunch, then got up and went to my Harley. The four from the corner followed me out, two heading to each car. I made sure I showed them the knives as I took them out and put them into my saddlebags. Firing up my ride, I followed the first car out of the lot, the second behind me.