Chapter 91

Erin’s POV

Jill Pierce.

I knew that name vividly. I have never met her though, but I have heard of her. When I dated Gavin in high school, I knew he had a sister that was sent away to a boarding school. She was rarely ever home.

Now that I was looking directly at her, it was obvious now that this was Gavin’s sister. They looked so similar.

She had a kind look in her eyes when she looked at me and she waited for me to introduce myself to her in return.

I didn’t want to tell her my real name on the off chance that she might know who I am.

“Nora,” I told her. “My name is Nora.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Nora,” she said in return, widening her smile. “I’ll be going now. My brother will be worried if I’m gone too long. Thank you for saving me. I owe you so much.”

On that note, she turned and left.

I was at a loss for words.

I had no idea his sister was in town; now I was thinking back to the woman who answered his phone. Could that have been Jill?

“We should have known our mate wouldn’t do anything to hurt us,” Emily chuckled. “I feel so foolish for doubting him.”

I was beginning to feel a little foolish as well, but I didn’t stick around much longer. I went back to my car.

I was drenched in water, and I was going to have to explain to Henry why I was so wet.

Whenever he got home that is.

…

Jills POV

What a strange woman she was; it was clear she had some type of abilities. Which meant she could be part of the killer organization, or the Moonshadow. Or maybe she was a lone wolf like Gavin.

Either way, she went out of her way to help Jill and she would be forever grateful for that.

Jill was drenched in water and felt very uncomfortable, but she supposed it could have been much worse. She shuddered at the thought of what could have happened.

Those wolves were way too handsy and things were looking bleak before Nora showed up.

It was odd because that woman didn’t look like a Nora.

She actually looked a little familiar, but she couldn’t figure out where she had seen that face before.

“Where have you been?” Gavin asked as soon as Jill returned to the packhouse.

“I needed air,” Jill said with a shrug.

Jill was a traveler and always has been, she hates being stuck inside and feeling like a prisoner. She returned here because she wanted to make sure her older brother was okay and find out where their parents were. She never intended to stay for more than a couple of days.

But now it seems that Gavin wants her to go away to a safe house, much like their parents, to keep her protected.

She isn’t sure that’s something she wants to do, and she needed to go for a walk to clear her mind and think of a solution.

She didn’t have time to think of much of anything before she was attacked by those nasty wolves.

“We just discussed how dangerous it is out there right now. There are bad wolves that are after those I love and if they find out that you are nearby, they will be after you too,” Gavin said, folding his arms across his chest.

He was treating Jill like she was a child still and that he was the parent.

She didn’t like his attitude and wasn’t afraid to tell him off.

“I didn’t return here to be bossed around,” she said in return, keeping her eyes locked on his. “If you’ll excuse me, it’s been a long night and I’d like to go to sleep.”

“Why are you wet?” Gavin asked, staring around her damaged clothing.

“It doesn’t matter,” she muttered; she didn’t want to tell him that she was attacked because that would only prove his point.

Just as she began to walk past him, he grabbed her arm, stopping her in place.

“Jill, what happened?” He asked, his tone darkening.

He wasn’t messing around, and Jill didn’t like it when he got like this.

She pulled her arm away from him and glowered up at him.

“I was attacked by these nasty horny wolves,” she admitted. “But I was saved by a woman with this insane ability to move water.”

Jill thought she saw the color draining from Gavin’s face when she said those words. He stared at her with a void in his eyes and for a moment, Jill thought she had lost him.

“What was her name?” Gavin finally asked after a short pause of processing her words.

“Nora,” Jill answered. “She was very kind.”

“Nora?” Gavin asked, raising his brows. “That’s what she said her name was?”

“Yes,” she answered. “Why?”

“Did you tell her your name?”

“Yes,” she said, cocking her head to the side. “I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Gavin finally said, shaking his head of any thoughts. “Get some rest. We will talk tomorrow about setting up an arrangement for you at a safe house.”

“And if I don’t want to go to a safe house?”

“By not going you are signing yourself up for getting killed,” Gavin told her. “I won’t let anything else happen to my family and that includes you.”

She pouted, but she wasn’t going to argue with him tonight. She was far too tired for that, so she turned on her heel and stalked up the stairs without saying anything else.

…

Henry’s POV

It was late in the evening; Henry promised Erin that he would be home timely tonight so they could do a little more investigation on the Slayers and the vessels they are using.

Their plan was to go to Bane’s pack and do a little digging, but they didn’t want to get there too late.

Henry was exhausted after a long day at the office, and he was just about ready to clock out for the day and head home.

Erin would most likely be on her way home anyways and he had to admit, after a day of not seeing or speaking to her, he missed her terribly.

He sent Erin a text a little bit ago asking if they can order a pizza tonight, so he was also looking forward to that.

Just as he was about to stand from his computer and leave his office, he heard a faint knock on his door.

He couldn’t help the groan that escaped his lips as he sat back down.

“Come in,” he said from his desk, watching and waiting as the doorknob turned and the door swung open.

He heard the clicking of her heels against the wooden floors before he actually saw her, but her scent was all over the room and he knew the woman to be Judy, one of his clients. She was in the middle of a nasty divorce with her incredibly rich and seemingly abusive husband. She wanted to drain him of every ounce of money as compensation for her pain and suffering.

As she entered the office, Henry noticed she was wearing a pair of dark designer sunglasses; which was odd because it was evening and they were inside.

“Judy,” Henry greeted. “I don’t believe we have a meeting set up today. What brings you here at this hour?”

“You said in order to win this case I needed to provide proof of abuse,” Judy said; her voice sounded strained.

“That’s correct,” Henry said warily.

“Well… I have proof,” she said, reaching for her glasses.

Henry waited for a moment and then she removed the glasses, shocking him.

Around her eyes was a giant black shiner.