white SUV. âIâll do the grabbing. You zip tie their hands.â
âWill that hold them?â Weres were strong enough to flip cars. There was no way a flimsy bit of plastic was going to stop them if they wanted to be free.
âThereâs some silver mixed in with the plastic, but even that wonât hold a pissed off Were for long. But it should be enough.â
âEnough for what?â
âTo get them in the feral cages. Until we figure out what theyâre up to, thatâs where theyâll have to stay.â
We worked quickly, getting all eight Weres out of the cars and bound. Including Imogene and Shannon. I snuck a peek back at Meredith, still frozen. This was going to kill her.
âOkay, so how do you unfreeze everyone else?â
I chewed on my lip as I scanned their unmoving forms. I had no clue how to fix it. âIâm not even sure how I did it in the first place. I guess Iâll go touch them and yell at them to wake up like I did to you.â I stood up, brushing off my jeans.
âDo you think we shouldââ
His question became moot as everyone started moving, almost tripping as their momentum caught up with them. I jumped back from Shannon as she struggled. The rest of my friends gathered behind me.
âWhat happened?â Mr. Dawsonâs voice was almost a growl. âWhat did you do?â
I wasnât quite sure how to answer in a way that wouldnât piss him off more, so instead I gave him a sheepish smile. âCaught them for you. What now?â
âNow, we release them.â Waves of power rolled off Mr. Dawson so thick they were almost visible. âAnyone who wants to leave this pack, leave this land now.â His voice was half growl and laced with so much magic that my hair stood on end. I closed my eyes as his command tingled through my body, racing along the pack bonds.
âThose of you who have tampered with your bond are no longer welcome.â His words vibrated through the magical web of the pack. Everyone in itâeven if they werenât physically hereâwould hear him. âAny students who leave must go back to your native packs. You will be reported to your alphas, and expected home. If any who leave interfere in our fight against Luciana, you will be treated as an enemy of all packs. If you stay and harm the pack, there will be no tribunal. You will pay the ultimate price. You have five minutes to get off our land. Do not come back.â He grabbed Josephâs zip-tied wrists. âExcept you. You I want answers from.â
âYou canât hold me here.â His voice was full of whine. âMy fatherâs the Alpha of the Canadian pack. Iâm a student. I get to go home.â
âI know who your father is. Thatâs why Iâm keeping you until he comes to pick you up.â Josephâs face paled, and Mr. Dawson grinned. I never knew he could be scary, but I made a note to never do anything that would put me on the receiving end of one of those looks. âYes. Iâd be very afraid if I were you. Your father and I go way back. Weâre going to have a long talk about what youâve done with the pack bonds.â
âIt wasââ
A group of wolves approached the parking lot, and Mr. Dawson growled. âKeep your mouth shut until I say you can talk.â
âAny Cazador who is not with us in this fight, leave now,â Donovan added, and another wave of power rolled through the packâeven stronger than Mr. Dawsonâs. It was like a countdown, warning dissenters to get out now. While they still could.
I kept my eyes closed, focusing on the bonds. They looked like a big spider web. Mr. Dawson was in the center and the ties spiraled out from him. Further out, a few strands were missing. And more of the distant, faint linesâthe Cazadores who werenât part of our pack specifically but tied to us through the Sevenâwere evaporating by