In an hour’s time,my GPS directs me to the turning that’ll lead to the Easton pack’s territory. Maya has been clinging tight to my waist the whole time, and I can sense the anxiety charging through her body.
I wish, more than anything, I could take away her suffering. We’ve just got to get past this, and she won’t have anything to worry about again. I’ll make sure every day of her life is full of happiness and relaxation. She deserves that more than anyone.
In the meantime, I’ve got to figure out how to deal with the pack and protect Maya at the same time. It was the main reason why I accepted Griff’s offer to come with us. Despite everything, I know I can trust him. He’s got nerves of steel and he’s a cunning bastard.
Griff overtakes me, then signals to pull over. He looks happy.
“It’s still early. Most of ‘em will still be asleep.”
I nod impatiently. We’ve been over this already. Wolves that live in packs are not early risers.
“—And we know exactly where he is.”
“Huh?”
Griff frowns. “You didn’t get the pin?”
“What pin?”
He shakes his head wearily. “Check your phone.” He sighs, like he’s said it a hundred times before.
I pull it out of the holder. There’s a message from Beau. “What am I looking at?” I mutter, staring at the screen in incomprehension. Never been one for technology.
Maya snatches it out of my hand. Then she gives a little scream. “It’s a live pin to Demetrius’s phone. He’s right there.”
I work my jaw back and forth. Excitement is the last thing I’m feeling right now. But he’s her brother, so I’m happy if she’s happy.
“So, we could ride right into the territory and pick him up?”
Maya fiddles with a map on my phone screen. “Looks like he’s at the edge of the territory, not far from a road, or at least a dirt track.”
“Is the boundary heavily guarded? Like, are there walls and shit?”
“Can’t tell from the map,” she murmurs.
“Let’s try that way.”
Griff nods his agreement.
I start up the bike again, and we ride cautiously toward the rear of the territory. I don’t like this one bit. I have no idea how Demetrius is going to respond to our appearance, and I hate that we’re likely to be heavily outnumbered. But there’s no other choice. Whatever happens, making sure Maya is safe will be my only priority.
The borderof the territory is no more than a broken-down fence. Evidently, the Eastons are not expecting intruders.
We park up twenty yards from the boundary wall and approach on foot. I keep Maya right behind me, while she fiddles with the phone screen. Griff is off to my right, calmly surveying the scene.
“He’s right here,” she whispers excitedly. “One minute’s walk away.”
I find a gap in the fence and stomp down a bunch of rusty wire and vegetation, and then I lift Maya up and over it.
She points at a low wooden building. “He’s in there.”
“You sure?”
“Yup, it’s the only option,” she says, and Griff nods his agreement.
“Maya, you stay right behind me at all times, okay?”
“Okay.” She rolls her eyes. We’ve been through this at least five times already.