Prey (11 page)

“
You first, old man.” El
made a motion to Nae and exited the room when she
nodded.

“
There’s a knockout of a
woman here, long red hair, smooth skin the color of pecans. She
smells something like mint to me but Ari swears its catnip and all
Trace can do is stare. He growls every time one of us gets close to
her. I believe she’s related to your mate, and you need to come get
her before Trace kills someone. He looks feral.”

“
Well damn. That is
interesting. Hold on.” El held the phone down and called out to
Nae. “Gunter is on the phone, he says your cousin arrived at the
bar and wants us to come get her now.”

She appeared in the doorway. “Great!
Gimme a minute and I’ll be ready.”

“
All right, I’ll meet you
at the truck.” El raised the phone to his ear once he was out of
the door. “Gunter?”

“
What is it?”

“
Ellory is here.” El’s
grip tightened on the phone, and the slim plastic cracked. He
relaxed his hand.

“
How do you know?” Concern
etched Gunter’s voice.

“
I have his picture from
Reno.”

“
Hell!” A crash drowned
out the rest of Gunter’s words. His voice was muffled, “Dammit Ari,
I said stay away from her, or I can’t be responsible for
what
that
tiger
will do to you. Trace—shit—Trace no fucking shifting.” Gunter’s
voice became clear as he yelled. “El come get the woman. Now! We
can discuss everything else when you get here.” The line went
dead.

The End