Chapter 0260


    We continued to drive. The stench from the rogues was sickening. Even with windows open the


    farthest they could go, the stench was sticking at the back of my throat; but I knew there was little I


    could do. I needed these disgusting creatures'' help. “We must be getting close.” I said with a snarl.


    “You not heard back yet?”


    I was getting tired of theirck of information. Their so-called contacts were supposedly helping.


    Trying to assist in bringing Bailey back to me. Anything so she did not get back to her temporary


    home. There she would have too much help. Too much protection. At least if the rogues could


    attack this car, there were only the three of them, they could over power it.


    But, despite my persistent harassing for updates, there was nothing. I was beginning to lose


    patience and wonder if these fools were even helping at all. But, I knew I had nothing else. Without


    their help, I was alone. My pack turned their back on me in returning Bailey to us, so I needed this. I


    needed to turn to rogues for help. Pestering them for information right now was my only source of


    hope. And, in fact, at theirst attempt to contact them they were uncontactable. I only hoped that


    meant they were on their tail.


    “I will try again. But you have to give them the time they need.” The rogue in charge snapped. I felt


    my anger bubbling as I looked across at him, my brows raised, he seemed to be getting a little


    ballsy now. Was he getting tired of my persistent demands? Because if that was the case, he could


    fuck right off. I am paying them for their services right now. They ought to be grateful I was willing to


    even spend time around their stinky selves…


    I had long since turned off my phone, sick of the excessive number of attempted calls and the


    number of messages arriving from members of my pack. Mainly my family. All trying to make me


    see the error of my ways, it would seem. Well, that was their opinion, of course. In my mind, I was


    doing nothing wrong. Not now. The only thing I had done wrong was letting Bailey go in the first


    ce... rejecting her... forcing her to ept the rejection... But, I was about to fix that. Put fate back


    to how it was intended.


    But, all of that aside, I had no intention of listening to any of them back in the pack, giving me shit


    down the phone about me stepping up and dealing with the mess I had created. I think they would


    find the mess that was currently ongoing in that pack right now was down to Kaia and the fact she


    had no self-control over her carnal desires. She should never have agreed to marry me if she


    wanted another man. The thought still sickens me. But, I feel no guilt for killing him. He knew she


    was my wife, and soon-to-be mate, he knew he should not be touching her the way he was. He had


    deserved all that hade to him.


    My Dad and my Uncle acting all holier-than-thou about it was a fucking joke, because I can


    guarantee if they were in my situation they would have done the exact same thing. Betrayal by your


    woman was no small thing as a werewolf. Especially one in a senior rank. It was demeaning.


    Humiliating. If anyone was to find out, it would have them questioning me as a man. I would not


    tolerate it. I had no choice but to kill him. Jet snarled, as I felt his anger building, and I knew I


    needed to bring this back under control before he became too much to handle.


    “Well, we are getting closer to her pack now, and if we are, that has to mean she is likely already


    back!” I told them, growling at the thought. If she was back in the pack, I knew I stood little chance


    of bringing her home with me. She would have the Alpha on her side by now, no doubt. And


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