Rayne's Perfect Mate by McKayla Schutt

Author:McKayla Schutt [Schutt, McKayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Rayne

Rayne slammed on the brakes, almost hitting the car in front of her. She jerked the gears into park as anger pulsed through her soul. No one fucks with my kid! She glared at Sherman’s construction van parked in front next to Jacob’s truck. When she opened the car door, she didn’t catch her daughter’s scent but it didn’t stop her from running up the steps. She caught Jacob’s scent first then, motor oil and heated rubber also filled her nose. Her fists clenched, and she banged on the wood door making it creak from the force. Shuffling sounded inside and her wolf perked up. The need to find her baby burned like the sun. The door creaked open, giving her the view of her ex.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Jacob asked but she pushed him out of the way. Her heart raced in her ears making it hard to focus.

“Where is she?” Her eyes scanned the living room while her hands grabbed his shirt. Voices echoed softly from the TV, but she ignored the sports broadcast.

“Who?”

“Our daughter, you jackass.” She shoved him into the door and ran toward the kitchen. Thankfully, she had been here before, so she knew where everything was at. Her mind created a mental list of all the spots they could hide Annmarie.

“Nice joke. Now seriously, why are you here?” He leaned against the counter, his arms folded in front of his chest. Anger pulsed through her body as she scanned him. How was I ever attracted to this jerk? She pushed back her thoughts of him as she yanked open the pantry door. Her heart ached when Annmarie didn’t meet her gaze.

“I know you took her, Jacob.” She opened the back door and called out her name then sniffed the air. No one called back and her pup’s sweet scent didn’t fill her nose no matter how much Rayne wanted it. The scent of yeasty beer filled her nose instead and the urge to vomit onto the patio rolled through her gut. Panic raced up her spine. What if she isn’t here? She slammed the door shut making it vibrate and turned. The stairs filled her view next to Jacob. She rushed up the stairs two at a time.

“I don’t have her, Ray.” Jacob followed her up. She resisted the urge to turn around and punch Jacob. Annmarie had to be here and Jacob was just lying to her. Rayne’s feet landed at the top step and movement rang out at the far right.

“Yes, Sherman,” some female whimpered at the end of the hallway. The idea of someone having sex while her daughter was missing threw her from anger to rage. She stormed down the hall and kicked the door open. She pointed at Sherman.

“What the hell, Ray?” Sherman covered up the woman in his bed with a blanket.

“Were you at Annmarie’s school today or in the area?” A yelp met Rayne’s ears giving her hints of satisfaction.

“Fuck off, I’ve been in bed with her for the last hour.

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