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been waiting on. It had been a week since Elissa had been taken. His men had been searching the housing track that Wilkos had purchased and hadn’t been able to find her.
     
    His luck had changed when he heard that Wilkos attacked a neighboring pack. He had easily overtaken the pack’s Alpha, which surprised Vance.
     
    Patrick Wilkos was not an overly good fighter, and inherited the title of Alpha. By all rights, the wolf was a Beta. There should have been no way he could beat the Alpha so easily, even if the wolf was taken by surprise.
     
    He had taken in the wolves his men had found. Wilkos had been using them for his twisted experiments, injecting them with varying degree of Wolfeiturlyf and other poisons to keep them addicted to him. It was sickening but explained why no one had challenged Wilkos for Alpha in all these years.
     
    They had gained an ally in Micah, albeit a reluctant one who was prone to the violent withdrawal symptoms of Wolfeiturlyf addiction. The young wolf had told him that the Alpha had taken his mate and was holding her in the main house of the new pack he had acquired.
     
    He also found out that the Alpha was using her blood. For what reason he didn’t know, but that enraged Vance like nothing else. Wilkos was hurting his mate, and that was something he won't stand for.
     
    It was easy enough to get on pack lands. The old Alpha was a friend of Vance's father and there were still a few friendly faces in the pack. They wanted Wilkos gone just as much as Vance.
     
    There was security guarding the main house, all of them mercenary wolves from out of country. It would appear that Wilkos didn't trust his new pack. Small wonder.
     
    Vance signaled to John to move. He had Caleb and Matt with him tonight. They had begged to help get their future mistress back. He still had yet to hand down punishment to the two young wolves since he was so worried about finding his mate. But he made it plenty clear that punishment would come as soon as she was safe.
     
    John and three other wolves snuck up behind the guards and snapped their necks with synchronized precision. The rest of the pack swarmed around the house. Vance pricked his nose. Elissa was near. He was sure.
     
    Vance entered the home first. His wolf was so close to the surface, anxious to be back with his mate.
     
    Their presence was immediately noted.
     
    Vance saw the two wolves that originally attacked Elissa at the bar. They charged him. Matt and Caleb shifted mid air and countered the attack.
     
    It was then that his wolves came from everywhere. From the kitchen, the back of the house. His men shifted. Some to hybrid form, towering some seven feet from the ground, some to full wolf.
     
    The battle was everywhere, wolves on both sides snapped at throats. Vance took off for the stairs. He knew his mate was here and he was going to get her out of here.
     
    Elissa was lying in bed when all the noise began. She wasn’t handcuffed anymore but she now had guards at her door. She couldn’t get out through the windows, she was too high up.
     
    It sounded like someone let in a pack of feral dogs.
     
    She heard something running past her door and then lots of yelling. She didn’t know what was going on, but she hoped this would give her the opportunity she needed to escape.
     
    She walked slowly to her door. She put her ear to it and listened. She heard a lot of running back and forth but not the steady pacing she had heard from her guards.
     
    Elissa took a deep breath. It was now or never. If the guards were there she would say she had to use the restroom.
     
    She turned the handle and pulled the door open slowly. She poked her head out into the hallway. Her guards were gone. She didn’t waste time. She ran as fast as she could in the direction she knew the stairs were in.
     
    She didn’t pay attention to whatever was going on. She just ran for her life.
     
    Patrick Wilkos cursed his luck. Weiss had found him. He knew that eventually