Taze (Rise of the Pride, Book 11)
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“Are you ready to eat?” she asked as she came to his side.
“Yes,” he said as he dropped his head to kiss her lips. “Let’s spend a little time with them and head home. I haven’t had enough time alone with you.”
“I’d like that, Taze,” she blushed as she lowered her voice. He glanced over her head, seeing his mother standing by the kitchen table. The spark in her mother’s eyes told him she felt the same as his father did. “How about we spar later today?”
“Yeah, I need a rematch,” he growled. “I have a lot of ideas on some ground work we could do.”
“Oh yeah?” she flirted.
“Yeah,” he nodded as he turned her toward the kitchen. “I do, love…I do.”
Epilogue
Storm searched from dusk to dawn for the human female, Amaya. No matter where he looked, no matter how many Gadaí they captured…none of them knew where she was located. He’d been running on no sleep since she’d been taken.
His panther was on edge. She’d never even said a word to him, but he already knew she was his mate. The scent she carried was stuck in his head, and he’d programmed it into his mind, knowing his panther would be able to find her anywhere.
But they couldn’t lock on her scent. She had just…vanished.
His only fear was that they’d already changed her into a wolf. They didn’t have any sedative to give her, and the thought of Amaya being in pain sent his beast into a feral rage.
The Guardians were forming a plan to finally take down Agent Murdock and expose him to the FBI as being something he wasn’t. Knowing they’d had a wolf right under their noses the entire time just pissed him off to no end.
He pulled up the social media site the humans used and searched for her profile. Amaya Bradley, born November 2, 1990, lives in Olive Branch, MS, from Baton Rouge, LA, divorced. The divorced status made his eyes flash amber sparks. Another male had claimed her as his mate. As far as Storm was concerned, the male had better be long gone or he’d kill him.
She hadn’t posted much over the last few years. A few shots of her at a family reunion two years prior were listed under her name. The image she used was from what looked like a professional photographer.
She appeared younger in the photo, but not by much. Her reddish-brown hair was pulled back into a bun at the back of her head, but her long bangs swept off to one side, barely covering the rounded tops to her cheeks. The ivory skin of her neck dropped between her bountiful breasts in a black v-neck dress.
Storm growled low in his throat as he searched other photos and saw she was snuggled up with a tall, lanky male. That human had no strength to protect a fly. Was that her ex-husband?
A text from the alpha had him closing the browser on his phone. He’d head back out after the meeting to hunt for the female. He didn’t trust anyone else to thoroughly pick through the scents of every Gadaí they encountered.
As soon as he walked in the office, his leader was in a rage. His eyes were glowing amber, and his canines were so thick in his mouth, they were poking into his bottom lip.
“Everyone keep quiet,” Talon bellowed. “I have news, and it’s not what we wanted to hear.”
Talon narrowed his eyes on each and every Guardian and Protector present. He picked up a file folder and cursed before slamming it down on his desk. Agent Tabor didn’t look like he was happy about the information they had to share, either.
“As of last night, Agent Murdock has gone missing,” Talon announced. Storm’s panther pushed at his skin, and he bit his tongue to keep from roaring. “The FBI has proof of him meeting with a known associate of Axlam Amburo at the airport, putting a briefcase next to a trash can outside the newsstand where Agent Murdock just so happened to be shopping. The images show Murdock picking up the case and leaving the building.”
“We got a warrant to go after him, but we think he was tipped off,” Agent Tabor cursed. “By the time we got to his house, he was gone and so was Magan Axlam. The house was wiped clean. No furniture, no drugs, no evidence of him even residing there.”
“So, we are going to enact shifter law,” Talon advised, casting his eyes toward the agent. On Tabor’s nod, the alpha finished the meeting. “From this moment on, if you find Agent Murdock, bring him to me.”
Amaya
…Blood…
…Pain…
Oh, God! Someone help me…
About the Author
About Theresa Hissong:
Theresa Hissong is the bestselling author of the Rise of the Pride series. She writes paranormal romance, rockstar romance, and romantic suspense.
She enjoys spending her days and nights creating the perfect love affair, and she takes those ideas to paper. When she’s not writing, Theresa spends her free time traveling and attending concerts all over the United States.
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Other Books by Theresa Hissong:
Fatal Cross Live!
Fatal Desires
Fatal Temptations
Fatal Seduction
Rise of the Pride:
Talon
Winter
Savage
The Birth of an Alpha
Ranger
Kye
The Healer
Dane
Booth
Noah
Morgan Clan Bears
Mating Season
Mating Instinct
Incubus Tamed
Thirst
Standalone Novella
Something Wicked
Book for Charity
Fully Loaded
Club Phoenix
The Huntress
Cycle of Sin on Tour
Rocked (A Rockstar Reverse Harem Novel)