Free Thrown to the Wolves (Black River Pack Book 3) by Rochelle Paige

situation. “Does Elias know all of this?”
    “Yeah,” she answered.
    “Send him a text and tell him it’s okay to share the information with my brothers,” I told her. “I have a lot of confidence in my brothers’ ability to help me keep you safe, but I’m going to reach out to the bears again. Hopefully, they’ll be willing to stand by us through this.”
    “The bears?”
    “After Eliza had her dream about you and Elias, I reached out to the head of the McMahon clan. Carrick has a lot of contacts in the shifter world and could gather intel in places I could never go, but he doesn’t like to work with the wolves.”
    “But he agreed to help you,” she pointed out with hope in her voice.
    “No, baby. He agreed to help you because Eliza figured you were a she-bear based on what she had seen in her dream,” I corrected.
    “Without knowing me?” she asked with surprise coloring her tone.
    “He has a soft spot for female bear shifters,” I explained. “I think you’ll find that most bears do.”
    “That’s really cool.”
    “Just remember that I have the biggest soft spot for you of any male shifter,” I growled.
    “Don’t you mean hard?” she giggled with a glance down at the boner that was always present when she was near.
    “I’ll show you just how hard as soon as I get off the phone,” I promised. “Your safety comes first—before anything. Even my need for you.”
    “I’ll let you make your call,” she offered. “I’ll go look through the things Eliza brought over. I saw some lingerie you might like.”
    The thought of her body wrapped in satin and lace had my cock leaking pre-come at the tip, but it wasn’t what I wanted most for tonight.
    “Naked,” I rasped. “By the time I get off the phone and make it into our room, I want to see you spread out on my bed with nothing coming between my eyes and your skin. I don’t want a single stitch of clothing to separate me from you tonight.”
    “As you wish,” she whispered before walking upstairs, leaving a trail of clothing behind for me to follow as soon as I was done with the call.
    I yanked my phone out of my pocket, forced to pull hard because the fit was tighter than it had been when I shoved it in there earlier thanks to the boner I was sporting. After swiping the screen to turn it on, I searched through my contacts until I found Carrick’s number. Luckily, it didn’t take long for him to answer.
    “Tired of waiting and ready to ask me for help with the search again?” he said as soon as he picked up.
    “The wait’s over,” I answered. “I should have called you as soon as she arrived, but I was kind of distracted.”
    “She your mate?” he asked.
    “Yes,” I confirmed.
    “And a bear shifter?”
    I chuckled a little at the interrogation he was putting me through. “Yes, Annora is a she-bear. My she-bear,” I stressed, knowing that the man had three unmated sons and no mate of his own.
    “Then why are you calling me now if it wasn’t to tell me you’d found her?”
    “She’s in trouble and we need your help,” I began before explaining the Annora’s situation to him.
    By the time I was done, I could practically feel his anger building through the phone line.
    “He sold a she-bear he raised as his own to Wyatt Lyall?” he roared when I stopped speaking.
    “Yes,” I confirmed. “After treating her like shit for years, even before he knew he wasn’t her real father.”
    Carrick was silent long enough that I began to worry he wouldn’t offer his assistance. Then he said, “The boys and I will head out in the morning. I’ll make some calls tonight and see what I can find out. Hopefully, I’ll discover that that batshit crazy motherfucker is still at home without a clue where she went.”
    “And if he is, we’ll bring the war to him,” I said before we hung up, knowing that, if the other wolf lived, then Annora would never truly be safe.
    Shaking off all the negativity, I headed upstairs to my mate.