Chapter 0260

We continued to drive. The stench from the rogues was sickening. Even with windows open thefarthest they could go, the stench was sticking at the back of my throat; but I knew there was little Icould 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 their lack 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 temporaryhome. There she would have too much help. Too much protection. At least if the rogues couldattack 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 losepatience and wonder if these fools were even helping at all. But, I knew I had nothing else. Withouttheir help, I was alone. My pack turned their back on me in returning Bailey to us, so I needed this. Ineeded to turn to rogues for help. Pestering them for information right now was my only source ofhope. And, in fact, at their last attempt to contact them they were uncontactable. I only hoped thatmeant 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 feltmy anger bubbling as I looked across at him, my brows raised, he seemed to be getting a littleballsy now. Was he getting tired of my persistent demands? Because if that was the case, he couldfuck right off. I am paying them for their services right now. They ought to be grateful I was willing toeven spend time around their stinky selves…

I had long since turned off my phone, sick of the excessive number of attempted calls and thenumber of messages arriving from members of my pack. Mainly my family. All trying to make mesee the error of my ways, it would seem. Well, that was their opinion, of course. In my mind, I wasdoing nothing wrong. Not now. The only thing I had done wrong was letting Bailey go in the first

place... rejecting her... forcing her to accept the rejection... But, I was about to fix that. Put fate backto 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 shitdown the phone about me stepping up and dealing with the mess I had created. I think they wouldreplace the mess that was currently ongoing in that pack right now was down to Kaia and the fact shehad no self-control over her carnal desires. She should never have agreed to marry me if shewanted another man. The thought still sickens me. But, I feel no guilt for killing him. He knew shewas my wife, and soon-to-be mate, he knew he should not be touching her the way he was. He haddeserved all that had come to him.

My Dad and my Uncle acting all holier-than-thou about it was a fucking joke, because I canguarantee if they were in my situation they would have done the exact same thing. Betrayal by yourwoman was no small thing as a werewolf. Especially one in a senior rank. It was demeaning.Humiliating. If anyone was to replace out, it would have them questioning me as a man. I would nottolerate it. I had no choice but to kill him. Jet snarled, as I felt his anger building, and I knew Ineeded 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 alreadyback!” I told them, growling at the thought. If she was back in the pack, I knew I stood little chanceof bringing her home with me. She would have the Alpha on her side by now, no doubt. Andothers…

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