Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Twenty-Six Don’t poke the bear

Chapter Twenty-Six: Don’t poke the bear

“Come on now, kid, you don’t need to do that alpha stuff with me.” Branson said and I couldn’t help but chuckle. There was just something about the older man that put me at ease. I didn’t know if it was because I had known him for so long or if there was just something about the older shifter. But he had been like a fun uncle that I didn’t get to see enough, yet when I did, it was always a fun time.

When I was a kid, I could still remember him throwing me into the air and chasing me through the woods in games of hide and go seek that involved the entire pack. They were fun memories that when the time came, I wanted to do those things with any children that Tillie had with us.

As a teenager, he had snuck me alcohol behind my parent’s back and provided my friends and I with a safe getaway for the weekends on his lands.

When I had become a man and taken on the position of alpha, he had aligned with my pack the same way that he had done with my father. It felt good to know that he would be by my side in a fight and I hoped to repay the favor when his pup came of age.

“Who are you calling kid, old man?”

“I’m only as old as I feel and I don’t feel too old right now.” He said with a laugh and I could hear an exasperated sigh from someone beside him on the other end of the line. Probably his mate. I had yet to meet her but I knew that if the goddess had sent him a second chance mate, then she would be just as amazing as his first mate was. I hoped she was just as kind too. “I take it this isn’t just a social call in the middle of the night?”

“It’s not. I wish it was. But I’ve got a problem or what I think might be a problem I was hoping you could help me with.” I said, leaning back and tracing my fingers over the grooves of the leather steering wheel cover.

that he was moving. Gone was the grace that he normally had. This was the stilted walk of a caged animal. Ryan was no better with his hair pulled back into a messy bun. His gaze flicking to Travis before moving back to the concrete floor again. This wasn’t going to be a fun car trip and I hoped they worked out their issues before

How can I help?” Branson asked, his tone turning serious. I let out a long breath, telling him all about the marks that I had seen on the willow tree by the lake. How old they looked, hoping that he

back of the SUV before Travis opened the passenger door and slipped into the seat beside me. He didn’t look over at me, just stared out the front window of the car. Ryan got into the backseat behind us, moving to the seat in the middle of the row. I

that he was back

there?” He said, and I realized that I had missed what he said. “Why

seam of my steering wheel as I waited for him to confirm what I had seen as being close to his place. The location of her tagged photo had been so close to my friend’s pack that I

you’re talking about.” His tone was gruff. “It’s not my territory but we surround it. That’s bear territory. They don’t bother anyone and we don’t poke the

I didn’t need to see the tree for myself to know

mess with us and we do

asked, finding it strange

Why do you want me to

us at the house?” I asked, avoiding answering the question that he was asking. I knew Branson

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