Mated to the Prince by Georgette St. Clair

Author:Georgette St. Clair
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beyond DEF Publishing Services LLC
Published: 2020-05-17T20:04:58+00:00

By the time Silva reached the edges of Lombardi Pack lands she could barely see straight.

A wolf called to her in greeting, used to seeing her travel this way with Kalinda if they wanted to get home faster. This time, she didn’t stop; she couldn’t afford to. The only wolf she was concerned with was Romano. If she could make it to him, he’d get the troops ready. She may not be able to choose to bring others with her, as directed by the zethper, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t.

And she needed help to heal. There was no way she could kick ass when she was still ready to keel over.

Romano’s home was within sight, and she forced herself to slow down enough for as easy a landing she could muster.

“Romano!”

Her holler was made stronger by what meager power she had left. And the wolf, Fates save the bastard, ran out of his home, searching for her. Without any grace, she fell into his arms.

“Nice catch.”

“What the hell happened?”

“Right to business. My sort of man. We need Zahara.”

“I’ll get her … where is Kalinda?”

Silva swallowed. “Taken.”

Three seconds. He was still for three whole seconds before he tucked her closer to his chest and ran. His harsh grip stung her burned flesh, but she didn’t complain. This was Kalinda’s mate, and Silva had failed him. He deserved his pound of flesh, no matter how he took it.

Romano moved fast enough he had to slide to a stop in front of Dominic’s home before bounding up the stairs.

“Alpha!”

There was bellowing and scampering claws. Zoey hollered something about not a good time, but Romano wouldn’t be deterred.

“It’s Kalinda!”

The front door swung open, and Silva got a full view of Dominic’s broad shoulders and bare chest before she caught the tail end of a decidedly naked Zoey ducking through a door.

“What is it?”

“Kalinda has been taken.”

The world turned into a bunch of too-fast questions, calls for Zahara, and Silva finding herself laid out on a chaise in the main living room with Zoey running her fingers through Silva’s hair.

“You’re so burned.”

Zoey’s tearful observation made Silva’s throat thick with sadness. “It was worse, but I was able to heal a bit to get here. Doesn’t hurt as bad as it looks.”

Zoey’s look told Silva she didn’t believe her but she didn’t argue out loud.

“Zahara is on her way.”

Silva forced herself to turn her head and face Romano. He looked how she felt: out of sorts, his hair standing on end, and ready to kill the nearest thing he was directed at.

She could get behind all of that.

“I’m sorry.”

He shook his head. “You’ve never backed down from a fight. If you look like this, it had to be bad. Who took her?”

Silva took a deep breath. This was going to fucking suck. “And Unseelie Fae named Kieran of the Shadow.”

“Come again?”

She explained as best she could about what happened. At the mention of the wolves, Dominic grabbed his phone and dialed quickly.

“It has to be The Renegades.

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