Chapter 84

~Kimberly~

Lincoln....he said he had to find where Lincoln was. Where's my baby? What happened while I was

up here satisfying my urges? If something happens to Lincoln, I don't think Id ever forgive myself,

and I'm not one to feel badly about my choices, no matter what they are.

I hastily grab my dress, peeling off Stuart's shirt. “We need to talk.” I hurry and fix myself, grabbing

my shoes so I can head to Paul's office. I walk past Stuart, and he grabs my arm, forcing me to look

at him. “1 said we need to talk.”

“I can't talk right now. Something is going on with my son.” I pull my arm out of his grasp and head

to the wall door. I stop and turn back. “You may want to get out of here like Paul said.” I head

through the door, putting a block up to keep Angie out of my ears. I can't deal with her whimpering

right now.

Landon and Paul look up from whatever they are looking at on his desk as I walk into the room.

Now isn't the time to be embarrassed. What happened, happened, and I need to own it. I straighten

my back and hold my head high as I walk over to the desk. I stand quietly, waiting to be addressed,

but nothing happened. Paul continues to talk as if I'm not in the room. “I sent some warriors to

these areas,” he points to the map. “Maybe he isn't too far.” Landon is looking between us; I'm sure

there is so much that he wants to say.

“Uh, yeah. They should, uh, they should look for abandoned buildings and homes. Dad, you have to

know that note is a lie. Lincoln was past all of his fated mate issues. He full accepted the bond, Tia,

us sharing, everything. This isn't Lincoln running away.” Paul places a hand on Landon’s shoulder.

“I know, son, I know. Something isn't right, and we will figure it out. We will bring Lincoln back to

you and Tia.” Lincoln nods, and I, honestly, can't take the silence anymore. I clear my throat loudly

and wait.

I take a minute and try to become aware of my surroundings. I'm sitting up, but it doesn't feel like

I'm sitting on anything comfortable. I take a few breaths in, but no smell stands out, which is odd. I

focus on what's happening below and realize something is missing. I take a minute to concentrate

then it hits me. I feel no sparks. I'm getting a decent bj, but there are no sparks.

I slowly pry an eye open and look down. That isn't Tia’s hair....not her hair, and no sparks. I slowly

look around; this isn't our room or any place in the packhouse. None of this is right.

BRUTUS!!! There is still no response, and I have no idea why. I have to get this person off of me, but

how? I start to think about sports. I was an athlete in school, playing football. I think of all of the

plays I had to learn. I think about the paperwork that comes with running a pack and the tedious

activities. I think about throwing up and blood. I think about that lady I saw handling pizza when I

went to a human mall. We went to the food court, and while trying to find something to eat, I

noticed this woman behind the counter. She had dug into her nose and scratched her b**t (inside

the pants). She had her gloves on and then proceeded to handle the pizza.

That was it; that was the memory that did it. I felt myself quickly go limp, and I pop out of the

woman's mouth. She whimpers a bit and looks up at me. Son of a b***h! It's Aida. “Aww, maybe I

used too much wolfsbane.” She stands up and straightens her clothes. “That's okay. It happens to

everyone at some point. We have the rest of our lives for this.” What the hell is she talking about?

Oh my Goddess, where is Tia? Where is Landon? I try to move my arms and realize I can't. They are

on the arms of the chair, and I notice the zip ties that are keeping them there. I look down and see

zip ties on my ankles as well. This b***h has me captive! “It does happen all of the time! No it wasn't

because of me!” Who the hell is she talking to? I look around, but we are the only ones in the room

My eyes land back on Aida, and terror sets in. I'm being held hostage by my ex, and the b***h is

crazy!

~Adela~

I've been moving through the woods as quietly as I can. I haven't heard from daddy in a few days,

and I desperately need help. I have no money and nowhere to stay. He is supposed to be helping

me, but I can't reach him.

I'm actually looking for Aida right now. I ran into a witch acquaintance we know, and she said she

had just seen her. She said Aida was acting weird and had brought her talismans that had to have

been made by a powerful witch, dark magic type of stuff. She has been acting off lately, and I want

to try to find her to make sure she is okay.

Honestly, we should be out here together. It would be harder for them to find us if we were, and it

would be easier for us to devise a plan. We have always been better together than we ever were

apart.

I slow my steps and start to feel nervous. I know I'm getting really close to the Emerald Lake

territory. I must be in the wrong area. There's no way she'd be that bold and hide so close. I

continue forward, keeping an eye on my surroundings. I see an abandoned cabin in the distance

and make a beeline for it.

“We won't be here much longer. We will be gone tomorrow night.” I move closer, making sure to

keep my movements quiet. “He's going to have to stay on the wolfsbane for a while. There's no way

we can keep him contained without it. He's my Alpha man!” I creep forward until I'm right under an

opening where I'm sure a window used to go. I peer up and take a quick look before ducking back

down. Aida is in the room, but I don't see anyone else. It's just like last time; she's talking, but who's

there?

I creep to the side of the cabin and stand straight. I walk to the door and knock. All sounds stop,

and I wait for a word or some movement. Finally, the door creaks open, and I see an eyeball pop

out; looking around. The door is thrown open, and Aida jumps on me, wrapping her arms around

my body. “SISTER!!!” I return her hug and look past her into the cabin. What I see makes my breath

leave me. Lincoln is tied to a chair, looking like he would sell his soul to me to get free. Aida lets go

and steps back. “I'm so glad you're here; come in.” She steps aside so I can walk into the cabin.

Once Aida closes the door behind me, I turn to her.

“Aida, what the hell have you done?”