We can definitely use another man, especially one who has had experience with avalanche rescues before.
No problem. Im going to find the female and make sure theyve got triage set up.
Before you go, one thing you should know about Alexis.
Whats that?
Shes the principals daughter. One of two Connor daughters. Alexis is a cool number. Watch you dont get on her bad side.
Thanks. I think Ill be too busy for that to happen.
On the other hand, if he clashed with the gorgeous Alexis again, hed welcome the experience. A bad side? Let it be naughty bad.
By midnight the men who had been digging nonstop since the avalanche had occurred before noon, were called in for the night. Theyd found six men. Five had been alive, all with brutal injuries, yet, Natalie, the witch doctor on staff who had lived with the pack for decades, had diagnosed they would heal. The sixth, the scion, was dead; no methods of revival had proved successful.
According to Lexis count, that left six still missing. She doubted any could still be alive, yet Trystan Hawkes insisted, with blind determination, they continue the search.
You never know what we wolves can withstand, he said as he accepted a change of gloves and boots from Lexis assistant, Rick, because his were soaked.
He walked up to her and met her with his bright blue stare that seemed so out of place in this dire time. His gaze sparkled with an innate sort of well-being she couldnt understand. When had a man ever truly looked at her in such a nonthreatening manner? She had to look up at him because he was so tall. Imposing, in a strangely gentle manner.
If a pocket of air is trapped near the victims face, he may stand a chance of survival, he explained. Youve got six men still missing, and Im not stopping until weve found them, dead or alive. No man should be left out there as his final resting place.
Why? She had to ask. The wolf was not aligned with the Alpine pack. He should care little for a few strangers.
Why? He frowned, yet that expression did not dilute the radiance glowing from his eyes. How would you like it if you were the one trapped and someone asked me why?
She nodded, taking his curt response as the admonishment it had been. Lexi was accustomed to male dominance, but this time it didnt rankle her as much as it usually did, because he was only trying to help. And his devotion to the rescue touched the hard, cold place in her heart that she often wished could grow warm.
At least eat a bit before you go out again. Weve prepared sandwiches and there are sports drinks just around the corner on a table outside the cafeteria. Dont be stupid, Hawkes. You need the energy.
I can manage a few minutes. He headed toward the food, his heavy boots clomping with his lanky strides. Shaped differently than the pack wolves, he was longer, leaner, but no less muscled.
Lexi watched as he tilted back a sports drink in one swallow, then grabbed another and sucked that down as quickly. Accepting a turkey sandwich stuffed with veggies, and thanking the women manning the food table, he ate it as he marched out the lobby door and back into the brisk winter night.
Outside, the winds whipped relentlessly, nearing thirty miles an hour. Here in the valley, where one would think theyd be protected, it was as if the winds scooped down to scour the land. Lexi knew the weather had to be brutal, yet Trystan Hawkess determination glowed like a bright aura only a psychic could see.
The other wolves helping the rescue efforts were all as determined, but seeing this stranger step into the role without question or ties to the pack intrigued her. What kind of man would do such a thing? Sacrifice for others he didnt even know? Exemplary
Whos the tall redhead with the freckles? He certainly stands out from the pack like a bright red warning beacon.
Lexi turned to find her sister, Alana, looking fresh as ever with perfect makeup and blond hair swept into a smooth, tight bun. She never went anywhere without bright red lipstick. Or the five-inch stilettos. Lana Connor was a Tiffany kind of girl stuck in bargain-basement hell. Apparently she had not been volunteering in the keep with the wounded, but then Lexi would have been knocked over had Lana even asked after the well-being of the survivors.
I dont know who he is, Lexi offered. But he just may be the most honorable wolf Ive ever met.
Is that so?
She sensed her sisters eligible bachelor radar go up. Lana might be engaged to Sven Skarson, but that didnt keep her from flirting with every wolf who risked his life by returning the heartless flirtation. She was beautiful, spoiled, and could have any man at whom she batted an eyelash. It was a game, Lexi sensed, a defense mechanism of sorts. Because she knew she was safe, Lana played with social and pack boundaries. Lexi was her sisters oppositeshe put up a cold front, knowing she was safe from any of the packs amorous attention.
Lana was the pretty one; Lexi was the smart one. Shed grown to accept the distinction between them, and for some reason, Lexi had never cared about Lanas random flirtations.
Until now.
Hes not your type, Lexi said quickly. Hes a hard worker, and is more concerned with helping others than himself.
Leaving that verbal slap hanging, Lexi marched off toward the south wing to look in on her father.
I almost forgot! a man shouted down the hallway as she neared him.
Trystan Hawkes had a way of putting himself near to her, not touching yet just a little too close, challenging her own personal boundaries. He huffed from running and carried a titanium suitcase that she had remembered seeing when hed first come into Wulfsiege.
I came here for a reason, and I think what I have with me may be timely. Im supposed to hand this directly to the principal. Your father?
Principal Connor is my father. But I can take that for you.
No, I, uh cant.
Monsieur Hawkes, with the events that have occurred, protocol has changed
Sorry. I have specific orders to put it in only your fathers hands. Instructions stipulated by your father to mine according to the contract he signed with Hawkes Associates when assigning us as security advisors for his stored items. Please, can you take me there quickly? I need to get back outside.
It wasnt a breach of protocol, but it could be dangerous for her ailing father to have visitors. Still, if her father had requested whatever was inside that casesomething he had chosen to store at Hawkes Associates and not here at Wulfsiege, so it must be valuablethen she would not question.
As well, she didnt mind spending a few more minutes with Hawkes. She wanted to observe him, figure out what made the handsome wolf tick.
Come with me.
The principals private quarters were set in the south tower of the castle, as far from the damage as one could get. Lexi thanked the nature gods for that small blessing.
Though the principals room was located in the tower, the space was massive, but Tryst couldnt move his thoughts from the urgency of the rescue to do more than flash a look around the room, not really taking in details. There were still wolves outside. It had been over eight hours since the avalanche hit. They were likely dead, but if the slightest chance existed any could be alive, he had to find them.
Alexis, still dressed in white leather and still sporting the sunglasses insidethough the conference room she led him into was lit with low lightgestured he approach the man seated in a leather chair at the end of a long table. It was an easy chair, and the leg rest was up. A plaid blanket covered him to the chest.
Alexis, still dressed in white leather and still sporting the sunglasses insidethough the conference room she led him into was lit with low lightgestured he approach the man seated in a leather chair at the end of a long table. It was an easy chair, and the leg rest was up. A plaid blanket covered him to the chest.
Tryst laid the titanium case on the table and said, Sorry to be in such a hurry, Principal Connor. My father sends the elixir inside this case with his blessings and wishes you a speedy recovery.
The elder wolf stared at him with mouth agape. Salt-and-pepper hair curled about a narrow face with loose skin that indicated he must have lost weight and perhaps was normally much more fit. His heavy-lidded eyes made him appear old and weak, yet they stared at Tryst, stunned.
It was then Tryst realized his lack of protocol. He should bow or kneel, orsomethingbefore a pack leader. His fathers instructions rang loudly in his thoughts. He should have waited to first be spoken to.
No time.
Forgive me. I apologize for the protocol I am stepping on and of which I probably made a huge mess. But I have to leave. The avalanche. There are still many from your pack missing.
Principal Connor didnt say a word, merely lowered his tired eyes to the titanium case.
With that, Tryst did bow and backed from the room. He looked to Alexis, who also gaped at him with her soft pink mouth parted, and then knowing he hadnt the time or the fortitude to make political amends, he turned and raced down the spiraling tower stairs.
What the hell was that disaster? Edmonton Connor rasped at his daughter.
Lexi should have explained protocol to the man on the way up to the tower, but she had blindly expected him to behave. Or to have a rudimentary grasp on pack procedures. Hed shown such courage and leadership so far. Was he not a member of a pack? Had he never approached a principal before?
Hes heading the rescue team, Father. Please accept my apologies for his rudeness. If I had known She sighed. Shed been running on full throttle since the disaster, hadnt eaten, and right now was feeling as tired as her father looked. Trystan Hawkes has helped our men bring up six who were buried under the snow. And he seems determined to find the remaining six.
I see. Her father looked aside and smoothed his palm caressingly over the titanium case. I suppose I can overlook it this time. Knowing his father, Rhys Hawkes, I should have expected the insubordinate behavior. He didnt bring up his son in a pack.
Hes an omega?
The principal nodded. Where is Vincent?
Lexi sucked in a breath. This was the part of chatelaine duties she did not enjoy. Reporting to her father was easy. Shed been doing it all her life, ever since her dreams of growing up like Lana had been smashed at puberty. But she never liked delivering bad news to her father, which had to be done on occasion, and most especially now, when he was not well. Stressful news could make him weaker, but neither would she dream to hide the truth from her father.
Vincent Rapel didnt make it. Natalie and Reese looked him over and suspect all his bones were crushed. She also concluded he died instantly as a rib bone appeared to have pierced his heart.
The witch doctor? He named Natalie that because she was a real witch who had been taken in by the pack decades earlier. Shed been nurse to Lexi and Lana when they were little, and Lexi had great respect for her, though she knew her father often conflicted with the womans spiritual ways. She suspects? She concluded? We need a real medical doctor here, Alexis. Immediately. If there are wounded, theyll need more than herb-craft and moon voodoo.
Father, dont worry yourself, please. Reese is working alongside Natalie, and you know he has medical training.
Veterinary training. He grunted and slammed his shoulders into the easy chair. We are not dogs. Why I allowed Natalie to recruit him is beyond my ken. Call Paris. Theres a few practicing werewolves in the city. Check with Rhys Hawkes, hell have their contact information.
I will. You should be in bed resting. How are you feeling?
The same. Weak. Like my blood is sinking to my feet. Im so light-headed. But this. He slapped the case. Ive had this for ages. This may be my last hope.
She had no idea what was inside the case but would learn soon enough. Do you want me to call Natalie here to help you with it?
He sighed, his drawn face saggy. Yes, she is my only option at the moment. And Alexis?
Yes, Father?
Ill have to elect a new scion since Im not doing so well.
Dont talk like that. Whatever Monsieur Hawkes sent along in that case will help you recover, Im sure of it.
You dont even know what it is. Nor do you have any idea who Rhys Hawkes and his son Trystan are.
That statement took her back for a moment. What did it matter if the man had helped only since arriving?
Trystan seems trustworthy and a man to have around when the chips are down. Hes focused. He impresses me.
Yes, well. Edmonton sighed and gestured she help him to stand. Be wary, Lexi. He is not from this pack.
I will.
Lexi walked her father into the attached bedroom suite and helped him onto a bed topped with a plush goose-down coverlet.
Her father was a young wolf, only a century old, and had been the picture of health two weeks ago. But hed begun to decline, slowly yet steadily, and three days ago hed taken to his bed. The witch doctor hadnt a clue, but Natalie kept divining her fathers blood, with no results.
Edmonton wouldnt let her cast a healing spell upon him, because he didnt believe in witchcraft.
Another reason Edmontons mistrust of Natalie ran deep was due to the affair hed had with her twenty years earlier, after Lexi and Lanas mother had died. Edmonton Connor was a rogue of the first water, and never apologized for it. Lexi understood he needed connection, love and, yes, to answer the physical cravings all werewolves felt. But the past few years, as far as she knew, hed not taken any woman under arm or even to his bed. Instead, wanderlust had brightened Edmonton Connors eyes, but he tamped down the urge to travel because he had a pack to look after.
Now hed been reduced to a feeble man who looked as old as he should be were he mortal. And for no apparent reason. Werewolves did not suffer mortal ailments. Hed not been physically injured. How to understand his failing health?
Ill contact Monsieur Hawkes and ask for a recommendation on someone who practices on our breed, she said, and kissed her fathers cheek. Ill have him flown here as quickly as possible to look over the casualties in the keep and then Im going to assign him to your bedside. I love you, Father.
She took the case and left, blowing him a kiss as she closed the door behind her. Shed bring this to Natalie. She trusted the witch any day.
Chapter 3
The day had been long, and Lexi startled awake from her sitting position by the arched door opening into the keep. Her room had not been damaged, yet she hadnt made it back there after overseeing the disaster and establishing triage in the keep. Now she stretched her legs out before her and arched her back. She hadnt removed her long coat and she was warm. Too warm, almost stifling here in the windowless room that may have, in centuries past, often housed the entire castle inhabitants as they waited out the enemy.