“Since Brandon wasn’t helping, I gave what was left of him to Mahon and told Jennifer it was her turn. She said I wouldn’t dare. I assured her I would. I grabbed her by her throat and shook her a little. I may have roared.”
Robert sighed. “He was in half-form. He’d grown claws the size of walrus tusks and they were wet with Brandon’s blood. His fur stood on end, his mouth was this big”—Robert held his hands about two feet apart—“he’d sprouted an extra set of fangs, and his eyes looked on fire. He was roaring so loud the windows in the Keep vibrated, and when he spoke, he sounded like a demon from hell. I would’ve told him anything.”
I brushed my fingers along his stubbled cheek gently. “Did you have a failure of control, Your Furriness?”
“No,” Curran said. “I was perfectly in control.”
Across the room, Robert shook his head. “He was holding Jennifer up a foot off the ground the whole time he questioned her.”
“Did you strangle the wolf alpha?” Not that she didn’t deserve it.
Curran grimaced. “Of course not. I needed information. After I put her face in my mouth, we agreed that it was in her best interests to tell me what I wanted to know. Then the floodgates opened and all sorts of interesting things fell out. She had been approached five months ago, just after Daniel died. A man met her in a restaurant and told her that he was from Ice Fury, and that they wanted inside information. At first she told them to take a hike, but then paranoia set in. When we left for Europe, they offered her panacea. She took it.”
She was pregnant, alone, and afraid. Her baby was also Daniel’s baby, and she would do anything to keep her child from going loup. But to betray everyone in the Pack . . .
“She started feeding them intel about us,” Curran continued. “In return, they supplied her with panacea and other favors. Do you remember when Foster and Kara’s business burned down?”
Foster and Kara Hudson served as Jennifer’s betas for a while. She’d inherited them from Daniel. They had owned a small textile mill and clothes shop until it burned to the ground while we were gone on our “let’s get panacea” trip. “Arson? Against her own betas?”
Curran nodded. “For a while it looked like Foster might challenge Jennifer, but after the fire, he took a loan from the Pack and both he and Kara stepped down from the beta spot to focus on rebuilding. Jim had thought it smelled bad so he checked it out, but neither Jennifer nor anybody else from Clan Wolf was anywhere near the fire at the time.”
Wow. I didn’t think she’d sink that low. Kate Daniels, brilliant judge of character. Not.
“Then we came back with Desandra, she took the beta spot, and things got worse and worse, until Jennifer demanded they make her go away. Before the Conclave, Jennifer was given the bottle and told that either she dumped it on you in the morning and Desandra would be taken care of, or evidence of her betrayal would be presented to the Pack.”
“You can have everything you want if you do what we say, or we’ll take away everything you have?”
“Yes. According to her, she couldn’t do it, so Brandon did it for her. She didn’t ask him. He volunteered.” Curran grimaced.
Robert shrugged. “I can’t decide if her failure to completely betray us was to her credit, because she still had some scruples, or if it was the ultimate sign of her cowardice, because she’d manipulated someone else into doing it.”
“I don’t care,” Curran said.
“What happened next?” I asked.
“Next I dropped Jennifer down and told Desandra that if she wanted to lead the wolves, now was a good time. To her credit, she didn’t drag it out. Jennifer put up a good fight, but in the end it was a quick kill.”
I should’ve hated Jennifer. If she had somehow escaped discovery, I would’ve killed her when I returned, not because I disliked her, but because she was a traitor and a liability. I should’ve been angry, but Hugh had a monopoly on all of my anger lately. All I felt for Jennifer was sadness. Two years ago everything was great for her. She had a husband who loved her and a job that fulfilled her. They were planning on having children. Her life held so much promise. Instead it all went sideways and ended in a tragedy.
“What happens to the baby?” I asked.
“Winona took her,” Curran said.
One of Jennifer’s sisters. She had five. “Are they going to cause a problem?”
“I don’t give a flying fuck,” Curran said. “If they decide to cause a problem, I’ll cull them down until they stop being a problem.”
Okay then. “How did you find me?”
“I found Nick first,” Curran said.
Oh boy. “Please don’t tell me you opened up the crusader’s stomach to see if he had something stupid in him, too.”
“I didn’t have to. He told me where you were.” Curran waved his hand at the grimy office. “This was Hugh’s backup plan. If he didn’t get his way, you would end up in Mishmar. I went back to the Keep and asked for volunteers to come with me. We had to move fast. Christopher showed up with your hair and said he could track you with it.”
“You brought Jim.” I smiled.
Curran rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t planning on it. Then Jim and I snarled at each other for half an hour, and Raphael and Mahon decided that this time they could stay behind. I had Jim and Christopher. Derek wanted to come, but he wasn’t at one hundred percent, so I wouldn’t take him. Robert and Thomas volunteered. Andrea, too.”
Oh, you bloody idiot. She shouldn’t have come. I’d give her shit for it when we got out. I glanced at Robert. “Why?”
He sighed. “Because I understand. If my mate were gone, I would find him. No matter what it took. He would do the same for me. Where one of us goes, the other follows.”
“Thank you,” I said.
“You’re welcome.”
“With the two of them, we had enough, but we needed a medmage. Doolittle couldn’t go, but he asked for volunteers.” Curran nodded at Nasrin.
The medmage shrugged. “I go where I’m needed.”
“Then I had to make fucking arrangements to make sure the Pack didn’t fall apart while we were gone. The Council pitched a fit. We didn’t set out until the next morning.”
The way he said that didn’t bode well for the Council. “They didn’t want you to go.”
“Somebody got excited and told me that I couldn’t go since it wasn’t in the best interests of the Pack,” Curran said.
Figured. No matter how well I served the Pack, my life wasn’t worth risking Curran or the other alphas. It should’ve hurt, but I was used to it by now.
“They were panicked,” Robert said.
“What did you do?” I asked Curran.
He shrugged. “I reminded them that I was the one who decided things.”
“It took us two days to get here,” Robert said. “There is a really fast ley line coming back from here that starts around St. Louis, but there’s almost nothing going northwest.”
“The roads are shit,” Curran said. “We didn’t exactly know where Mishmar was in the first place, and when we finally got here it took another day to find a way in. But the real issue was that we couldn’t move during tech. Christopher suspended your hair in some solution and we used it as a compass, but it only worked while the magic was up. I had to sit on my hands and wait half of the time. We’ve been wandering through the damn place for days.”