beneath him, and it pissed him off. “You took my brother, and I want him back.”
“We don’t negotiate with animals, so you’re wasting your time.”
“Maybe you would if we had something you wanted.” Devon tapped his fingertips against the solid surface of his desk. He needed to calm down.
“There is nothing you could possibly have that I’d ever want. So if that is all you needed—”
“Are you so sure about that?” Devon interrupted Stefano. “Maybe you ought to call home and check on Aiden.”
With that Devon hung up the phone. Stefano needed to know he was serious. An eye for an eye or in this case a son for a brother.
Chapter Five
“Well?” Josef asked.
Devon still held the phone clutched in his fist. He could feel the hard plastic start to bend from the pressure. Not wanting to break his phone, he set it down.
“I’m going to give him a few minutes. Let him call home and see that Aiden isn’t there.” Devon looked at his watch.
“Devon, when you call back it’s safe to give him your cell number,” Dominic said as he clicked on his keyboard, never looking up. “I’m modifying the phone records, so if the hunters have anyone like me on their staff they’ll draw a blank if they search the call. And I’ve made your number anonymous. Not even the phone company will be able to pull it up.”
“Thanks, Dominic.” Devon didn’t know how the wolf did it and didn’t care. If it kept them hidden from the hunters he was all for whatever Dominic did even if was illegal.
Devon looked at his watch and saw five minutes had passed. He dialed the hotel once and again and asked for Stefano’s room.
“What did you do with my son?” Devon could hear the barely contained control the man spoke with. Stefano was scared.
“Not so much fun when the shoe is on the other foot now is it?” Devon wished he could see the fear in the older man’s face as he made the call to find out his son wasn’t at home. Stefano wasn’t the only hunter that took his brother, but he was the only one they could identify. And Stefano had leverage, Aiden.
“Just give me back my son. He’s innocent in all this.”
Devon wanted to laugh. “So is my brother. He’s just a kid.”
“He’s a wolf,” Stefano whispered into the phone. “He’s hardly innocent.”
“How the fuck do you know?” Devon shouted. He was sick of this man’s idiotic claims. All wolves weren’t blood-hungry, ravenous animals books and movies portrayed.
“The boy is a wolf, and one day he’ll become a killer. He’s a monster. You all are.” Stefano said the words without pause. Devon could tell the man truly believed what he said.
“The only monsters, or as you like to say killers, I’ve ever seen are hunters,” Devon spat. “They kill without mercy and without proof. They took my parents from me without cause. I will not let you take my little brother.” Devon flexed his free hand. His nails had lengthened to sharp points as his claws emerged. The change was right under the surface but he needed to rein it in. He couldn’t talk in wolf form and he wouldn’t give Stefano that satisfaction. Devon could control his wolf.
Stefano remained silent for so long Devon feared the man had hung up. A heavy sigh carried across the line. “I don’t know anything about your parents, and your brother is being contained. The hunters’ council doesn’t make deals. I can’t get your brother back.”
The air rushed out of Devon’s lungs in one quick swoosh. He had feared Stefano would say that, but he had a key piece to motivate the man.
“Well than I guess you don’t get your son back,” he said without one ounce of feeling. He wouldn’t hurt Aiden, but Stefano didn’t know that.
“Please,” Stefano begged. “I’ll pay any amount- just please give me back my son.”
“Money? Are you fucking kidding me? There is no amount of money you could possibly give me that will make me forget about my brother.” Devon ran his