Part 23: A Chase Not So Grand & Merry

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Damn...just damn.

I had to give props:  Leilani Martin was quite the chase. I grew more agitated every night, some worse than others. I worked out till dawn on nights when sleep wouldn't come. 

I had managed to track her to of all places, Notre Dame University, and found Father Joseph. He had seen her, but I could tell he wasn't giving information to my men. Gordon was frustrated to say the least.  The man was old, and deserved to live his years out in peace. I wanted no bloodshed. 

It was the middle of the night by the time I made it there, but my men got  him. They brought him to me. As soon as he saw my face, he looked as if he was going to collapse. I couldn't help but smile a little. He knew who I was. I was working out; the full moon was coming and I felt like I was going to crawl out of my skin.

"Easy, old man," I growled softly. "No harm will come to you--"

"What about her?" Father Joe asked as he struggled. "She is innocent!"

"As pure snow, yes," I smiled. Her scent told me that much. "Where is she headed?"

"I-I don't know." he lowered his eyes.

"You don't know--" I gestured upward, and my men lifted him so our eyes could meet. "or won't say?"

"Can't," he shook his head. "I really don't know!"

"We found the camper behind the mansion." Gordon informed.

"Mode of transportation, Father?" I asked, grabbing him by the shoulders. My men let him go. 

"He is on record for owning a motorcycle, but it's nowhere to be found." Gordon said.

"When did she leave?"

"We are estimated in the last twenty-four to forty-eight, alpha," Quinn said. "We brought the camper, alpha."

I dropped the clergyman. "Pay him for the camper. Take him home and leave him in peace." 

They left me alone with the camper. When they were gone, I went inside...and curled up in her bed. "Goddess, she can't be this intoxicating." I was surrounded by her scent and my wolf was soothed. A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts, my peace. so threw it open and almost hit whoever knocked. "WHAT!"

"Alpha, Mora  is on the phone."

"Tell her I will call her back."

"She wants to come here--"

"No."

"Alpha--?"

"I said NO," I growled. "And she'd better obey my orders."

"Sorry, Alpha--"

"Do not bother me until morning unless you find her." I saw a look of confusion from him, but it passed. I was finally alone again, knowing sleep would come tonight because her scent was all around me. My wolf whined inside. I had to face it, but other than that  I wasn't sure who to tell, what to do. Leilani Martin was my mate. 

I was sleeping, dreaming of her. I had her at Kincaid Manor, and she was in my bed. She was so innocent, every little touch and kiss affecting her. I was so close to claiming her, when the whole scenario changed, and we were in mud at my father's grave. She was sinking in it, and I kept trying to hold onto her. I was fighting, but I wasn't gaining an advantage. I just kept her from sinking and dying. I yelled to my father to stop it, but to no avail.

"Alpha?" It was Quinn, and he was startled.

I sat up awake.  "Yeah?"

"We've got a hit." 

I got out of the van and headed to my laptop. I was already cued in. I looked at a picture. "What's this?"

"It's Mackinac Island."

"Mackinac...isn't that like way up north?"

"Near the Canadian border." Gordon said, joining in to look.

"And we got another hit." Quinn went on.

"Where?"

"A girl was seen fitting Leilani's description on the pier at Saulte St. Marie," he said, handing me pictures. "Word is it's the captain's niece?"

"Niece?" I repeated, flipping through them. They were a little blurry, but I knew that body, that face...I raised my eyebrow, asking almost rhetoricially, "So, this captain has relatives, then?"

"Captain Jesse Hughes?" Gordon gave a wolfish grin and shook his head. "None I can find or hear of."

"Smart little minx, she's traveling on the water," I shook my head, smiling. "She should have never come on land."

"From what we've seen, she stays on the piers, and doesn't go into the cities," Gordon said. "But next--" He opened a screen with a map. "If she is on this ship, she is headed to--"

"Oh, no," I felt my stomach drop, my heart stop. "Little Current."

"Georgian Bay."

"Vampire territory," I stared at the scene. "Goddess, no." My mind started clicking. "Send every wolf in the area to the bay!"

"And you, Alpha?"

"I need a plane--"

"It's enroute." 







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