(Mis)fortune (Judgement of the Six Book 2)

by Melissa Haag

  Emmitt waited until I was settled before climbing in next to me. Both he and Carlos tried not to crowd me.

  The complete contentment I’d felt this morning was still there, but something else was creeping in. It wasn’t quite worry but close. That, on top of Emmitt’s continued reserved behavior, worried me.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked as we drove toward the airport.

  For the most part, the cab driver ignored us. Grey, however, swiveled in his seat to look back at us, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I ignored him and focused on Emmitt, pretending we were alone.

  Emmitt glanced at me and shrugged.

  I slipped my hand into his and leaned against him. “Is this something I have to figure out for myself? Because, if it is, I have to say it will be awhile. I’m fried. I just want to get home and be with you, my brothers, and...well, my family.”

  I felt him smile as he leaned down to kiss the top of my head.

  “Nothing’s wrong.”

  I looked up at him. “Are you feeling neglected? Like it was a bite and run?”

  Grey howled with laughter in the front seat. Carlos calmly told him to turn around or else. It was the most I heard Carlos say the whole trip. Carlos acted more like I thought an Elder should act than Grey.

  Meanwhile, Emmitt rolled his eyes and gave a slightly pained grin.

  “No.” He ran thumb over the back of my hand. “I’m just worried about you.”

  I gave him a reassuring smile. “I’m here. I’m fine.”

  I pulled his head down and gave him a long kiss to show him. When I pulled back, I noticed his teeth were starting to extend.

  “Enough of that, I think,” I said.

  He nodded reluctantly, flicking a glance at the driver and the quietly grinning Grey.

  * * * *

  The airport hadn’t yet fully come to life. Inquiring at the desk, we found a flight leaving in an hour that had four open seats. We booked the flight and checked in so we could look for somewhere to eat within the terminal.

  We found a restaurant by following our noses. Both Emmitt and Grey were practically drooling as we crowded into a booth. Grey slid in first and patted the seat next to him while looking at Carlos.

  “Come here, honey,” he said with a laugh.

  Carlos sighed tolerantly and sat down.

  I wondered about their story. Though Grey teased about being a couple, I didn’t think they were. It seemed like he enjoyed tormenting Carlos, and Carlos put up with it.

  I sat across from Grey and shook my head as he and Emmitt both reached for a menu. This was probably the longest I’d seen Emmitt go without eating.

  Looking over the menu, I debated what to try. With the ache in my middle, I wasn’t sure how much I’d be able to eat. I settled for a BLT with fries. Emmitt, as usual, went big and ordered two half-pound burgers. The server thought he was kidding until Grey and Carlos asked for the same.

  I waited until the server walked away then asked something I had been wondering since Emmitt burst into Frank’s hotel room.

  “So how did you find me?”

  “Your blood,” Emmitt said softly. His gaze turned troubled again, and I squeezed his hand.

  Grey took up the story. “It was on your room’s door. We followed the scent trail out the side door. From there, we picked up the scent of the car. They had eyes watching the route, and we ran into a bit of trouble that slowed us down.”

  “How many?” If Blake had taken men to the Compound, how many had he left here?

  “Enough,” Grey answered vaguely. “Not too much for Carlos here to handle.” Grey nudged the other man with a grin. Carlos didn’t answer. Instead, he turned to look at the baseball game on the television.

  “Thank you,” I said to both of them. Carlos surprised me by meeting my eyes and nodding.

  The server brought us our bill just in time for us to pay and walk back for boarding. I sat between Carlos and Emmitt again. In addition to feeling squished, I felt safe.

  The flight was short, but the layover at the connecting airport made up for it. Needing to kill three hours, Emmitt suggested we find somewhere to eat, again. Grey agreed and Carlos gave a shrug.

  “That’s fine with me, but I want to check in with Liam and Aden first.”

  They waited in a quiet area with me while I made the call. My brothers were having a blast with Henry and Paul and didn’t sound like they’d been aware of any attempts.

  Content they were safe, I told my brothers I would see them soon.

  Chapter 21

  Four hours later, we were back in the car Carlos had driven to the airport. Emmitt and I had the backseat to ourselves. We didn’t say much. He sat next to me with an arm around my shoulder. I relaxed into him and watched the trees and fields zip by.

  I was excited to be going back home. Well, to the Compound, anyway.

  When we finally pulled into the long driveway, I leaned forward to watch for the break in the trees. The sight of my brothers, waiting at the door for us, made my throat tight. I’d missed them more than I realized. Mary, George, Henry, and Paul stood just behind them, hands on their shoulders to keep them from running toward us as Carlos parked.

  I rushed from the car, ignoring Emmitt’s soft laugh, and squatted down in front of the boys to hug them tightly. They clasped me in return and started to tell me about their adventures. I encouraged them to head inside as I listened. I didn’t like standing out in the open when I didn’t know Blake’s whereabouts.

  Thomas and Charlene waited just inside for us. Emmitt moved to the side to speak to them. I didn’t hear everything but did catch Thomas say something about scenting my Claim, and I started to blush. Liam noticed but didn’t say anything.

  I smiled at Aden as he continued to tell me about the water balloon fight they had with Paul and Henry. He was quick to add that the water fight had been before Mary told them they had to pick inside games. Poor guys.

  When the boys stopped to breathe, Paul and Henry asked if Liam and Aden could have another sleepover. All four looked at me with puppy eyes. I was in no shape to disagree. Aden’s energetic hug had pulled my hair and tugged at my wound. I did miss them and knew they missed me, too, but another sleepover was a good idea. My still sore stomach needed rest, and I had a lot to discuss with Charlene and Thomas. So I nodded, and my brothers immediately started to tug Paul and Henry away.

  As soon as the boys left, both Charlene and Thomas moved toward me with huge smiles on their faces.

  “Welcome to the family,” Charlene said, excitement lacing her voice. I was glad she refrained from hugging me. I didn’t need a visit to the white room at the moment.

  “Thank you. Can we talk?”

  “Are you sure you don’t want to rest first?” Charlene asked. She knew what I’d been through.

  “No, there’s a lot I need to share, and I don’t know how much time...” I didn’t want to say too much more in the open but they needed to know what Blake said and that there was a potential he could return.

  “All right,” Thomas said. “Nana Wini is already waiting.”

  As we made our way to the meeting room, Emmitt ran ahead to drop off our bags. When he returned, he had a sweatshirt for me. I didn’t know how he’d known I was getting cold but appreciated that he did. He claimed a quick kiss when he handed it to me. Holding hands, we walked into the meeting room.

  Nana Wini sat at the table. I eased myself onto the chair beside her and tried not to wince at the tenderness in my stomach, a pointless effort since everyone in the room watched me closely.

  “What happened to you? I can smell blood,” Nana said, concerned.

  “I ran into a door.” I smirked at being able to use that line. No one in the room appreciated my humor. I cleared my throat and looked at Thomas.

  “Thank you for keeping Liam and Aden safe. Frank admitted Blake attempted to get them back.” I glanced at Nana Wini. “I’m guessing Frank followed us here and called Blake. I think Blake was on his way here wh
ile we were going to him. Anyway, when we got to Wisconsin,” I gently massaged my head, remembering, “I got a visit from Frank. He’s the reason I ran into a door. He took me to another hotel and started saying some weird things...like I was just one piece of a huge puzzle and that they would start with me but get all of my sisters.”

  “You have sisters?” Nana Wini asked.

  “No, I don’t. I think he means women like me—us.” I met Charlene’s eyes. “I’ve been having visions of other women. So far, there seems to be five of us total. I’m guessing each of us has a unique ability. One of the women seemed to have a calming effect on the crowd around her. The other two were harder to tell.” I paused, thinking. “Does Gabby have any special abilities?”

  “She’s told Sam about an unusual pull she has on human men. According to Sam, they appear to be very attracted to her. Yet, our men don’t seem any more or less attracted to her because of it,” Charlene said.

  If I had premonitions, Charlene could control minds, and the redhead could influence people emotions, I didn’t see how being exceptionally attractive qualified as a special ability.

  “Hmm. My abilities changed when I met Emmitt and again when I met you. You said yours first changed when you Claimed Thomas. Maybe hers will manifest when she’s with her Mate?”

  Nana Wini spoke up. “She found her Mate but isn’t acknowledging him. We’ll have to keep an eye on the situation.”

  “What happened when you met me?” Charlene asked, circling back to what I’d said.

  “Well, it wasn’t exactly when we met but when we first touched. Before meeting any of you, my premonitions were about the stock markets. When I met Emmitt, I started to see people. Women. But when I first touched you, I was transported to another place. It was like a white nothing filled with monitors. Each monitor had an image of one of us, women with power. Around us, there were always werewolves. Somehow, we’re in the middle of them. I wasn’t able to study the images before I was pulled out of that place.”

  “When I let go,” Charlene said, nodding. “It makes sense. I seem to enhance Thomas’s ability as pack leader through our mental link. Perhaps I enhance yours when we touch.”

  “Maybe,” I said. “I did notice something else important, I think. The images I’ve seen played out when touching Emmitt are the same ones in that room. I’m thinking that’s my source. And I’m still not clear why I don’t see a vision every time I’m with Emmitt.” There was a lot I wasn’t clear about, actually.

  “To be safe, we need to warn Gabby about Blake and his men,” I said. “And I think we need to look for the others like us. I don’t want any of them to have to deal with Frank or Blake on their own.”

  Emmitt reached over and clasped my hand. I smiled at him reassuringly, not wanting him to think I was blaming him.

  “Did Frank say anything more about the puzzle? What he meant?” Nana Wini asked.

  “No. Nothing clear, anyway. He said they were going to stop this cycle so a judgment would be made. He was talking about Urbat, making it sound like it was another type of werewolf.”

  Everyone sat quietly for a few moments, each lost in their own thoughts.

  Finally, Nana Wini spoke up. “I’ve let Sam know about the possible danger. Gabby has made arrangements for college, which will be starting soon. Sam is working on how to keep her safe.” She looked toward Thomas. “We’re going to accept Joshua’s request. We can use his help.”

  “Who’s Joshua?” I asked.

  “He’s the candidate for becoming an Elder.”

  “Isn’t he the one you can’t read clearly?”

  Nana and Sam both nodded. They were taking a risk bringing him over. If he wasn’t true with his intent to help the pack, taking the oath could kill him. But if he was, perhaps his unique ability could better protect Gabby.

  “It’s time to expand,” Thomas said. “Tomorrow, you and your family can go back home. We’ll be sending six members with you, including Grey. With two elders and eight members, you’ll be as safe as here.”

  I was torn. It felt like he was pushing us out. There’d just been attacks on the Compound, but he didn’t seem overly concerned about it. At least, not as much as I was. I wondered why.

  “How many came when we were gone?” I asked.

  “It was always a solitary man. He was quick to run when we spotted him.”

  That explained why they thought it safe. One against ten did seem like safe enough odds.

  “There are more than that. In the four years Blake kept me, I sat through dinner once a month with ten of his men. I don’t remember seeing the same face twice.” Charlene looked shocked. “I don’t think we should leave. I think this is the safest place, and I think we should get Gabby here, too.”

  Nana Wini shook her head. “Sam’s afraid she’ll run if he presses her. She’s in denial right now. We’ll have to trust him and her Mate to keep her safe. Joshua is willing to move near her, too.”

  “If you’re right about us being targets, wouldn’t it be better to split up? We have some money set aside that we can use to add security to the Montana Compound,” Charlene offered.

  I felt like palm-smacking my forehead. We didn’t need to be trapped in one location for protection.

  “You’re right about the security.” I stood up and met four puzzled sets of eyes. “Make plans for us to leave tomorrow. I have some calls to make. Emmitt, tell your parents the good news.”

  I left the room after he smiled in understanding. His parents had plenty of money to access, and so did I. We wouldn’t be going back to a vulnerable home. Time to take the lawyer up on his offer.

  * * * *

  We left early the next morning. Emmitt drove the new SUV we’d picked up. Mary, Gregory, Paul, and Henry had packed their car overnight and now followed us. Nana Wini, Jim, Grey, and Carlos finished out the convoy. It looked like we’d have a full house when we got back. Except this time, the idea of more people excited me.

  During the drive, the boys told us everything they planned to do with Paul and Henry once we got home. When they asked where the two older boys would sleep, I knew they were hinting for another sleepover.

  Emmitt explained that Mary and Gregory where staying with Nana Wini while we all worked to get an apartment ready for them. Their boys would stay with Jim, and Carlos and Grey would stay in Emmitt’s place.

  Emmitt gave me puppy eyes and asked if he could sleep on our couch.

  I could feel Liam’s eyes on me. “What do you two think?” I asked, turning in my seat.

  They both nodded without hesitation then started talking about Paul and Henry again. When they ran out of ideas to share, we spent the rest of the ride playing car games.

  The familiar mailbox and the crunch of gravel under our tires filled me with as much anxiety as it did relief. But I didn’t need to worry. The house looked just the same as we’d left it. I opened my car door with a sigh. Home.

  Nana and Jim stood close as the boys jumped out. Aden glanced at the swing set as Emmitt grabbed our bags. After such a long ride, I knew my brothers wanted to play. However, I didn’t feel as safe here as I once had. My eyes skimmed over the treeline, remembering how Frank and his friend had stepped out.

  I was ready to suggest inside play, but Paul spoke before I said anything.

  “Do you think you could show us around again, Liam?”

  “Yeah, we didn’t spend that much time inside last time we were here,” Henry said. “Do you think we’ll get the apartment right below yours?”

  Aden nodded eagerly and grabbed Henry’s hand to start tugging him toward the house, explaining that he wanted to show the two older boys Liam and his room so they could plan where to sleep in their new apartment. The four raced inside. Crisis diverted, I followed at a normal pace.

  When I reached the apartment, I saw Emmitt already had blankets and a pillow on the couch. I walked into my bedroom, saw his bag at the bottom of my closet, and grinned. Since Paul and Henry had my brothers occup
ied, I went back downstairs to see if Grey and Carlos needed any help moving into Emmitt’s place.

  That night, the boys and I said good night to Emmitt on the couch and went to our own rooms. After everything that happened, I had a hard time closing my eyes as I listened to the familiar sounds of the house.

  My door silently opened, and I sat up with wide eyes.

  “It’s just me,” Emmitt said softly.

  I let out a sigh of relief and pulled back the covers. I should have known staying on the couch would only last until the boys fell asleep.

  Before the boys woke, he was back on the couch.

  * * * *

  Within a week, the apartment building was fully equipped with state of the art security, including cameras outside each of the apartment doors. Floodlights, installed in the yard, turned on when triggered by any of the new sensors on the property or by a switch within the house. In addition to the latest technology, we also had our resident werewolves’ instincts. We wouldn’t be taken unaware. I just hoped we wouldn’t be outnumbered.

  Saturday morning, I woke with a stretch and smiled at Emmitt. He leaned over to give me a kiss, and it dawned on me that I was overdue for a premonition. Pulling back from him, I stared in confusion and tried to think back. I hadn’t had one since I’d Claimed him.

  “What is it?” he asked watching me.

  “I haven’t had a stock market premonition since before the trip. Since I Claimed you.”

  “Does that bother you?”

  “I’m glad they’re gone, but I can’t help but wonder why.”

  We talked about the different possibilities but really had no clear idea what it meant. I wished I knew how my premonitions worked, but I didn’t worry about it too much. I had other things on my mind.

  “So, I was thinking...”

  He leaned over me to kiss my neck. “About something good, I hope.”

  “Depends. I was thinking about all this sneaking we’re doing. It makes me uncomfortable. I don’t want the boys to catch us and start asking questions.”

  Emmitt pulled back to look at me.

  I tugged the hem of his shirt up to slip my hands underneath. “I was wondering if we could set a date.”