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Sariel in a way that made her think the young one knew why she wanted to see snow. Just once. Because the fact that she’d been kidnapped and brought out to this hellhole in the bayou had put the possibility that her life may end on the front burner in her mind. She was in trouble, and so was Angelita. If Sariel got out of this mess, she was doing all the things she’d put off before the night those men stormed into her home. She was doing all the things she’d ever wanted to so that she didn’t feel as if she was missing anything. She was living the life she’d always dreamed of, whether her pack liked it or not.

7
    T he late winter sun blazed bright in the western sky as Bez pulled up outside the lake house. The place looked surprisingly well-kept considering how long it had sat empty, though there was a definite air of abandonment to the property. Not that Bez cared much for whether the house was visually pleasing—the location sat close enough to where the Omega was being hidden to use for a stronghold. That detail outweighed any other factors. Hell, Bez would have picked a hunting platform in a tree if he’d had to.
    Like all of Blaze’s personal properties, the lake house offered privacy, positioned far enough from any other houses to keep nosy neighbors away. A necessity when dealing with men who could turn into wolves at the drop of a hat. Perched on a slight hill and looking over one hundred yards of grass in the three directions away from the lakefront, there was no way to stage an attack on the single-story home without being seen or heard first. An easily defendable location that, if the records Bez had read about the property were still accurate, was filled with weaponry and emergency evac supplies…exactly what he needed.
    He used the keypad lock by the garage to gain access to the house, satisfied with the steel fire doors. They wouldn’t necessarily keep a shifter out if one wanted in, but they’d slow him down and make his entrance loud instead of stealthy. Perfect for those inside the house.
    As expected, the kitchen contained numerous containers filled with non-perishable food and bottled water. Enough for three people to survive for a couple of months at least. Blaze didn’t do anything halfway. Bez grabbed a bag of beef jerky and continued through the house, sniffing out every possible hiding place and peeking behind every door.
    The ringing of Bez’s phone interrupted his investigation, though. He snorted when he saw the name of the incoming caller.
    “What’s up, old man?” Bez asked, leaning against the bedroom wall and peeking out the window overlooking the lake.
    Deus, one of his Dire Wolf brethren chuckled. “Fuck off, kid. At this point, the fact that you’re two weeks younger than me is a nonissue.”
    “That’s your opinion.” Bez walked back out to the living and dining rooms, pacing through the two, anxious. “What’s doing?”
    “Why the fuck are you down in Louisiana?”
    “You stalking me again?” Bez shook his head. He shouldn’t have been surprised. Deus had every one of the guys outfitted with chips in their phones and cars. Mammon liked to joke that the man would have them all microchipped like some puppy next.
    “Nah, just got a ping from one of Blaze’s lake houses down there, and it coincided with your GPS location. Figured you were gator hunting or some shit.”
    Bez spun in place, looking harder at the walls and fixtures, wondering what door or motion detector had set off a notification to Deus. And how he hadn’t noticed it. “Negative. Got a mission from Blaze.”
    “Anything you need me for?”
    “Not yet. I’ve got a solid plan in place and some of our brothers chilling in the wings.”
    “All right, then. Call if you need us.” Deus hung up, not giving Bez a chance to reply. The man never did stay on any one subject long, too busy with his computers to bother with people most of the time.
    Determined to find the supplies he needed, Bez set