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Rubbing his body against hers. It still wasn’t nearly enough, but they really did need to get going. From a distance, Ev wasn’t too bad of a double for Vivian. He just hoped if anyone was following they wouldn’t see the too short jeans or sweater.
    “Let’s go.” Russ led them out the door. He’d only rented the rooms for one night and left the keys behind on the TV stand. No need for any more contact with outsiders.
    It didn’t take long for goodbyes. The trio of men headed out right away. Russ watched them pull off and wished them a safe journey.
     
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    Ryerson grinned. They had the bastard. Idiot had used his credit card at a motel a few hundred miles from the pack house. He’d have the alpha dead and Vivian back where she belonged in no time flat. This was personal. He’d sent the rest of his brothers back home. No need for them to see how he obtained Vivian or have them watch him kill her. He wanted to be in charge, not have a revolt. They were tasked with taking the message back to the den that he would return soon with the princess.
    His plans had grown overnight. Once he had the foxes under his power he’d eliminate the strong and make the weak bow to him. The power would be his. And who needed some vixen to help him control it? Magic flowed through his body. Granted, it was a temporary fix, but the drug flowed through his body making him feel ten feet tall.
    Never would he tell the others that he’d found the ultimate source of power. A potion made by a shifter he knew. Dead now. No need for him when he had the formula to the greatest rush. It let him control others and they didn’t even know it. Lucky for him the ingredients were pretty easy to obtain, but it would take work. Work he wasn’t going to do.
    That’s what the others were for. The kingdom would be his alone. A harem would await his return, he was sure of it. Who needed a nagging mate when he could have the camp’s sluts at his tender mercies?
    He didn’t take the drug often. No way was he going to become addicted, but he’d needed it today to convince the others to leave. He needed another outlet for the power. Fucking would be good, but he didn’t have time for that. He’d settle for destruction. Too bad he’d already left the wolves’ place. That would have been fun to destroy. He’d left Sanders there to report back if the wolves returned. It wouldn’t be as fun to have someone else do the damage.
    Why the fuck did the wolves have to live in the middle of nowhere? They were shifters for god’s sake. They could live anywhere. Or take over a fucking city. Ryerson hated the dirt and wide expanse of nothingness. He needed a city. A place that pulsed with action. Home. That was what he wanted. Those fuckers had kept him from it for too long. A tree was his only option so he extended a hand and let loose the power. An explosion rent the air. Not that it did too much for him. There was no one around to see his power.
    Shit. Ryerson went back to his SUV and pointed it in the direction of the hotel. Too bad he hadn’t thought to send someone after the group who left on the motorcycles. He was pretty sure Vivian was with them.
    He’d been too busy with Bart. Rest his soul. He had compassion. Well, some. Bart would have had to die eventually. He was too strong in his fox.
    Ryerson could only hope the wolf stayed in place. It was the calm before his storm. The Wrath of Ryerson would be unleashed. His laughter carried on the wind.
     
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    Russ stopped at the local discount store. They should have the disposable phones. Not that he cared if they were tracked through his phone or credit card. He wanted the bastards to find them so he could get this over with and go home. Get settled with his mate. He’d had enough drama to last a lifetime.
    “What are you thinking?” Vivian invaded his thoughts. Not that she was ever far from them.
    “That you’ll look great sprawled naked across my bed, writhing underneath