Alpha Dalton’s POVHoly shit. She text me. I sat straight up and stared at the text message until my eyes started to water from not blinking. I have to play this cool but not too cool. I don’t want her to think I’m a dick, but I also don’t want her to think I’m a creep. I quickly typed and read what I wanted to send. I immediately back spaced. I sounded like a stage five clinger. I typed again and as I read out loud what I said I realized something that had completely went over my head. I didn’t have her gun. When I picked her up off the ground I didn’t hear anything fall out and I remember her being frantic about where her gun was. I wonder if she dropped it when she was at the scene. She had to have because I definitely don’t have it. I mind-linked both Connelly and Nick, “Did you guys happen to pick up Tyler’s gun or anything?” I waited about two minutes before I closed the link. I assume both of them are passed out right about now. I should be sleeping too, but now my mind was sear

Tyler’s POV“Wait! Y’all need to stop. Emery put down the damn gun!” I am standing between Emery and Dalton with each of my arms extended out towards them like they wouldn’t go through me to get to each other. It’s dumb, but if it keeps them from killing each other then I am willing to sacrifice myself. “Emery? This is the name you kept saying the other night when I-,” Dalton stopped and looked down at me, “is he your boyfriend?” I put my hands down and stepped back from him, “Hell no!” Emery and I said in unison. Dalton straightened up and looked at Emery with his eyebrow arched, “Then why is he here?” Emery chuckled and lifted his shirt to holster his gun, “She is my partner at work and we are also like brother and sister. That is disgusting for you to even ask.” Emery faked gagged and looked at me. Of course he would be doing that in a completely serious moment. I sighed and scrubbed my hand over my face and looked at Dalton, “Dalton, He’s my best friend. My brother. Not

Tyler’s POVI stood in silence staring at my front door in nothing but my shirt. I know he had to go and it was urgent, but why did he have to go when we were about to have a true conversation. Why did I have to be falling for a man I didn’t even know? It hadn’t even been 24 hours since I met him. I went over and grabbed my sweatpants and panties off the ground beside the couch and slipped them on. I sat down and started chewing my thumb nail because my nerves were so far gone I couldn’t handle it. I picked up my phone and checked the time. 11:00 P.M. on the dot. He had left five minutes ago and it felt like an eternity since he had been here. I’m being super dramatic, but he should have let me come with him. I wanted to know about the body and who it was and I also wanted to know about the first body. I wanted to know if someone from his pack did it or if someone I knew did it. He said when I first met him that people that I possibly knew were trying to go after him and hi

Alpha Dalton’s POVI hung up the phone with Tyler and ran down the stairs to my office to grab a bottle of whiskey out of my liquor cabinet. She had just informed me that Connelly was laying on her porch after hours of trying to mind-link him and searching for him. I had sent him to keep an eye on Tyler with two other warriors, but they came back from a shift change and Connelly wasn’t with them. I knew something was wrong when Nick mind-linked me looking for him after we took the body that was found to the pack doctor to be examined. It wasn’t like Connelly to disappear on us and not answer. Hell, he was the one who was always getting in touch with us and had a bad habit of keeping the mind-link open and sharing all his filthy thoughts. He was the life of the party and my brother just the same as Nick. If I lost him I don’t know if anything could make me smile or laugh the same way he did. I mind-linked Nick after I hopped in my truck and sped out of my driveway, “Nick, I’

Tyler’s POVWe were speeding down the road headed to my parents house. I was spewing off directions to Dalton and he was staying focused on the road, “Dude, I totally forgot that your dad was adopted. But what does this have to do with y’all? And by the way what is a mate?” Emery was leaned in between Dalton and I and he was staring at Dalton, “To werewolves, a mate is a person who is your exact other half. It’s more than a soul mate. You are literally destined to be together. Everything thing that you are missing in your life is complete when you find your mate and solidify the mate bond,” Dalton answered while keeping his eyes pinned on the road, “I’m an Alpha, as I explained earlier. That means that my mate is supposed to be equal to me in every way possible. It doesn’t mean she has to be a wolf per se, but she does have to be from a royal or strong bloodline of some Goddess given Species. Vampire, Werewolf, Fae, Witch… the list goes on. Any mythical creature you have ev