mentioning just how much they had done only to have the Prince found just fine.
“Until last week I was under imprisonment by a few of my trusted advisors,” Prince Zachary told them. “They would discuss the wolves’ involvement in the search. Even had pictures of all of you. That was how I knew who you were.”
“We were tracking Zach also and almost ran into one of your other teams. It seemed like we were getting much of the same information,” Casey added.
“If you were going after the Prince, why didn’t you let the team you saw know? Don’t you think that would have helped with the search instead of everyone covering the same ground?” Dawson questioned.
Casey shook his head. “We didn’t know who to trust. We kept getting close but they would pull out and move before we got there.”
Gray could understand that—he really could—but that didn’t help him feel less frustrated. “So instead of letting us know you had the Prince safe, you continued to run and lead us here?”
“We weren’t trying to draw you in. When we went in for Zach, there were only a few guards. We want everyone responsible.”
“Okay.” Gray agreed with that strategy. “Why tell us now?”
“You’re good,” Casey complimented. “And I know I can trust Dawson.”
Dawson snorted. “You don’t know anything about me, Case. You left. We haven’t heard from you in years.”
Casey frowned and scooted closer to his brother. “I’ve kept an eye on you and Beth as best I could. My unit does a lot of work out of the country, and the rest of the time we protect Zach. I had people watching.”
“Oh, that makes me feel so much better,” Dawson drawled bitterly. “You’ve had people spying on me.”
Casey tried to respond but the Prince cut him off. “It’s one of the reasons we’re here. Anyone who knows I’ve been rescued will have no doubt your brother was involved. He wanted to make sure you and your sister were safe—that they didn’t try to get me through you.”
“Why would anyone come after us?” Dawson asked suspiciously.
Casey linked his fingers with the Prince’s. “Because we’re mates.”
Chapter Five
Gray knew he was staring but he couldn’t help it. Dawson’s brother was mates with the feline Prince. He hadn’t seen that one coming.
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Dawson jumped to his feet.
Casey rose and crossed his arms over his chest. “He’s my mate.”
Dawson shook his head and looked over at Gray. “This is nuts.”
Gray climbed up. “Makes sense, though.” He glanced over at Casey. “That’s why you kept getting close. You could feel him through your bond.”
Casey nodded. “I was on a mission when he was taken. Only a few people knew that we”—he waved indicating the group around him—“weren’t in the residence. I knew it had to be someone we trusted behind the kidnapping.”
“Who was it?”
It was the Prince that answered. “My cousin Raphael. He was one of my advisors.”
“Dawson, come on, man. We need to hear the rest of this.” Gray tugged Dawson back to sitting down. He noticed, when Casey sat, it was closer to the Prince.
“I mean no disrespect to you, Prince Zachary, but this is just a lot to take in. If you’re mated to Casey that means my sister and son really are in danger.”
“They are being protected. I have an old major that used to be in the unit looking out for them,” Casey assured his brother.
“What…? Who?”
Casey smiled. “Claude.”
“From the inn?” Gray had to ask. He’d felt the power and strength from the man. “He’s not a wolf or a feline.” He glanced at Dawson for confirmation.
The tattooed wolf, who had until then remained quiet, chuckled.
Gray glared at him.
“Hey, it’s okay, man. I never could figure it out. Finally, right before our last tour together, I asked him.”
“Well…?” Gray prompted when the man didn’t continue. He found both he and Dawson were leaning