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filled out, gained some weight
    since he’d been with the Pack. And those few pounds had been shaped into muscle, and gone to all the right places.
    Shit, those long legs, and that bulge between his thighs—
    “Mackenzie?”
    “Hmm? Oh! Thanks.”
    Turning around, she pulled on his shirt and was immediately assailed by his wonderful, spicy scent. Assuming they had to
    stay the night, how the hell was she supposed to sleep wearing clothing of his that smelled so damned good? Parking her rear
    on the bed, she watched as he dug out his cell phone and tried again to reach someone at the compound. Nothing. She did the
    same, with identical results.
    “Must be a service outage somewhere,” he muttered. “Looks like we’re stuck here for the time being.”
    Stuck wasn’t the word she would’ve chosen to describe being shut in with the sexy Sorcerer all night.
    “Unless you want to just leave and make a run for it,” she suggested. “Maybe whatever it was is gone?”
    “No, he’s still out there, waiting. I can feel him.”
    “Then I guess we’re here for the duration. Want to watch TV?”
    Alone with Kalen, and that was the last pastime on her list. But she wasn’t going to make a fool of herself by making a play
    for him.
    He’s a coworker, Mac! And it’s never smart to sleep with one. Remember that. Strength, girlfriend. You can handle this.
    Kalen flipped on the television and they settled on the bed, propped on pillows, watching a standup comedian on a cable
    channel. The show was funny, but her eyelids soon grew heavy. Too sleepy, worn out from their stressful ordeal, she let herself
    fall into oblivion.
    What a freakin’ waste of a delicious Sorcerer.
    Jax wasn’t surprised when, at two in the morning, there was a knock on the door to the quarters he and Kira shared. Nor was he
    surprised to find Nick standing on the threshold, frowning in concern.
    His commander got right to the point. “Did you loan Kalen your keys to one of the Escalades?”
    No point in lying when the man clearly knew the answer already. “I did. Isn’t he back yet?”
    “No, and neither is Mac. I can’t reach either one of them on their cell phones. In fact, I can’t even contact Sheriff Deveraux.
    There seems to be an outage in the area—and not a normal one.”
    “Shit.” A chill snaked down his spine. “We initiating a search?”
    “Yeah. I’m not getting any premonitions except a vague sense that something bad has happened, and I don’t fucking like it.”
    The man sighed, raking a hand through short, dark hair a lot like Jax’s own, except Nick’s was beginning to turn silver at the
    temples. “Let’s take Zan and Ryon with us. Hammer will stay here and keep watch.”
    “Good idea.” Four was a more comfortable number when facing unknown odds. Five would’ve been better, and his gut
    churned at the thought. Aric should’ve been with them, and it was his fault their friend had been taken captive. They’d find him.
    Jax had to believe that or he’d go insane with the horrible guilt. “Let me throw on some jeans and I’ll round up the others.”
    “Meet me at the hanger.”
    Then Nick was gone, leaving Jax to dress with warp speed. He stopped only long enough to give his sleepy mate a kiss and
    tell her not to worry.
    As if. Their newest Pack member was out there somewhere, with Mac. Something was very wrong. Suddenly, Jax recalled
    the conversation he and Nick had about Kalen the very night they’d taken in the Sorcerer.
    “Is the kid going to be okay?” Jax asked.
    “Definitely not if he leaves, but even if he stays . . . I don’t know. His storm is still a good ways off, but it’s coming.”
    “And when it arrives?” He was almost afraid to learn the answer, with good reason.
    “Kalen will either find it in his soul to do the right thing, make the hard choice. Or he’ll destroy us all.”
    Whatever had happened tonight, Jax had a terrible feeling this was the beginning. The rolling thunder