“Excuse me!” I heard a woman call out behind me but I kept walking, forcing my legs to keep moving, even though the scent of Claire made me want to kneel on the ground and thank the Fates for sending her to me.
I couldn’t stop or they’d take her away from me. I couldn’t have that.
When I got out into the fresh air it was easier to breathe and I took a huge lungful. My head cleared and I began to wonder what I was doing.
“Dexter!” Taylor called out from about ten feet away, having pulled the truck up near the entrance.
I didn’t think about it again. I went straight for the truck with Claire still in my arms.
“Hey!” There were noises indicating a commotion behind me and I was pretty sure Claire’s absence from the hospital had finally been noticed.
Taylor opened the back door without asking a question and I put her into the back seat.
“Let’s go!” I jumped into the back with her and held her tightly against me.
Taylor slammed the door, got into the driver seat, turned on the engine and gunned it out of the parking lot.
I looked down on the sleeping doctor in my arms. A human and my mate.
What the hell had I just done?
Chapter 2.
Taylor.
“What have you done, Dexter?” I asked as we sped away from the hospital like the devil was on our tail.
I could see them in the rear vision mirror—a group of security guards and nurses staring after us as we kidnapped one of their doctors.
“I don’t know.”
Jay gaped at him from the passenger seat beside me. “What do you mean you don’t know? What are we meant to do now?”
“Just drive, Taylor,” Dexter grunted at me.
My Alpha, the man I would follow anywhere, anytime.
“Where to?”
“Home.”
I turned the truck onto the highway and headed back to our pack.
Our all male pack.
What were they going to do when we arrived home with a young, fertile female? There would be pandemonium.
“Why’d you grab her, Dex?” I had to ask. “I mean, I know she’s hot and everything, but…”
“She’s my mate,” Dexter said, and I stared at him in the rear vision mirror.
That was how I’d felt when I saw her, but I hadn’t believed my initial instincts. I’d put it down to hormones and my horniness. It had been far too long for all of us, me in particular.
“How do you know?”
There had to be a way, other than animal lust.
“I knew it when I saw her. That smile, her scent. But then I touched her, and the sheer force of the mating call knocked her out.”