Free Hagen, Lynn - Murphy's Madness [Brac Pack 15] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen Page B

hours were passing. Ludo’s muzzle pulled back and his canines shown when he found a bloody T-shirt lying on the ground. It was Murphy’s, the one he had worn earlier.
    Rage unlike anything else he’d ever felt before in his life tore through him. It felt like it was consuming him, tearing a whole in his chest as he found it hard to breathe. Ludo didn’t know what to do with so much fury clawing at him. He thought he would suffocate under the intense pressure of the negative emotion.
    The need to have his mate safe in his arms was driving him forward, quickening his pace when he couldn’t afford to lose the trail he had. One of the warriors nudged his head into Ludo’s shoulders, warning him to slow down.
    Ludo ignored Montana and raced to the bookstore when he saw the glass in the door broken and littering the ground. He leapt through, listening for any sounds. He heard a scream coming from Murphy’s office.
    Ludo’s heart froze in his chest as he raced around the counter and into the back.
    He stumbled in the doorway as the sight before him chilled his blood and tore a howl from deep within his soul.
     
    * * * *

    Oliver, Drew, and Cecil crept quietly from the house. They stole into the darkness awaiting them.
    All the warriors were so occupied with fighting that it gave them a chance at escape. They knew where all the cameras were placed, but they also knew how to get around them undetected.
    Although Nero was behind them one hundred percent in their quest to retrieve Murphy, a warrior was manning the monitors.
    Cecil touched his index finger to his lip and pointed over to the gravel drive. Two Sentries were having a heated debate. It didn’t matter what it was about. They only cared that they got away.
    They knew the wolves had superior hearing, but with the men arguing, they prayed they went undetected.
    The three dropped to their bellies and crawled into the forest on the side of the house, using the trees for cover. Murphy was being set up, they just knew it, and the mate needed their help.
    The three were determined to prove that Murphy had a stalker, that this Maribel was real.
    All they needed was proof.
    This wasn’t the ideal time to go after it, but what better chance did they have than when the warriors were being distracted? They only hoped that they weren’t the vampires’ next meal.
    There was no way two humans and a half-wolf could fight off one vampire, add any more to that and they would be signing their death warrants.
    The thought had crossed their minds to stay safely tucked away in the Den, but that would only benefit them.
    What about Murphy?
    He was a mate, too. He needed just as much protection as all the rest. Just because everyone was falsely accusing Murphy of being crazy, he didn’t deserve any less than what they were given.
    It was up to the three to find him, prove he wasn’t lying, and kill the bitch that was setting him up.
    They liked Murphy. He was a bit strange, but that didn’t make him mentally ill. If that were the case, half the warriors and a few mates would be living in a rubber room right now.
    Murphy had always been kind to them and made sure their orders were taken care of. He was a mate now and one of them. The mates stuck together. Through thick or thin, they had each other’s back.
    Cecil had to put his foot down when everyone wanted to come with them. There was no way they all could have gotten away, there were just too many of them now.
    The rest reluctantly stayed behind but made the three promise to get Murphy back.
    “Hurry,” Drew called over his shoulder in a low voice at the other two.
    “We’re coming,” Cecil whispered to Drew.
    “If Oliver wasn’t wearing those chains dangling from his jeans, we could move a lot faster without making a racket.” Drew narrowed his eyes at the two behind him.
    “I can’t help it this idea was thought of on a whim. You didn’t leave me any time to change. Just keep an eye out for those damn bloodsuckers,”