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“Oh, my god, I think I love you.”

Zaire stands up and walks out of the house, standing on the balcony.

“Zaire Bear, are you going to help me kidnap the sexy policeman? It’s a rescue mission, really. He doesn’t want to be with her. He wants to be with us. We’re just helping him.”

Zaire turns to her. “No. I’m not helping.”

She pouts. “But I really, really don’t want him to go on this date.” She pouts and bounces over to him, resting her head on his arm.

“That’s incredibly manipulative.”

“Is it working?”

“Yes.”

I watch the two of them from the door, absolutely astounded that she just convinced Zaire to help kidnap a cop. Are we really doing this?

“We’re going to need pudding to plan our great evil!” Clint says, and his whole demeanor has changed. He’s happy and the alpha I’m used to seeing.

“So where is he meeting this date?”

“Angler’s Beach.”

“Oh, how convenient. I have a twin staying there,” I say from the door.

“Oh…that is just perfect,” Khione purrs. “I think we need to go visit her.”

We’re really doing this. It’s insane. I love it.

Chapter 13

Khione

Stalking Jace is easier than it should be. He has this confidence and complete sureness in his safety. Clint dashes to the restaurant's front door and sticks a sign to it and races off before Jace gets there.

We never did end up visiting Asher, but we drove around near where she lived to kill a few hours. Angler’s Beach is pretty, it’s a much bigger town, and the beach is flat and stretches wide in either direction. It is still a cove, just a massive one. I like it, but I much prefer Sunshine Cove.

Clint is hiding across the road. He’s got a pair of sunglasses on and a massive trench coat. Zaire had sighed and said something about being too young to go to prison, but he hadn’t objected where we could hear him properly.

Felix holds out the bag of trail mix, and without looking, I pull out a handful and eat the mix piece by piece while I watch the drama unfold.

Sadly, Jace has no chance in hell of attending this date. His entire pack has vetoed it. This is for his own good.

I get the giggles and slide out of the van we borrowed, staring at the spot where we know Jace will come from.

Zaire looks at me and frowns. “You are enjoying this too much.”

I bounce on the balls of my feet. “It’s so exciting.”

Jace appears looking handsome in a shirt and jeans. His hair is slicked back, and he just looks…a thread of anger ripples through me, but I shove it away. He reads the sign that tells him to go around the back and heads back in that direction. Clint rushes in, rips off the sign, and follows him as we move into position.

“Right, we’re up,” Felix growls.

I jog across the street and creep up on the alpha. He must hear a noise because he starts to turn, but I get a black bag over his head.

“What the fuck?” he says through the material. “Khione? Are you serious right now?”

I deepen my voice. “It’s not Khione, Dickweed. My name is Killer, and you have fucked up big time! Prepare to pay!” I giggle, helplessly ruining my whole speech.