“Wait.” Their father’s deep voice rang with authority. “Caleb, I respect your position and responsibility, but your uncle has offended my pack. He and I will throw down about the kidnapping. If you want to make your challenge at the same time, then we’ll be there to back you. Understand, son?”
“You got it.”
The group dispersed in the same direction—toward the cars. Aric, Mason, and Caleb piled into Caleb’s truck. Nate squeezed into Ellie’s car, and Barbara and Tristan loaded into their SUV. From there, they split into opposite directions.
Ellie glanced at Nathan. “Did you smell anything before we got into the car?”
Nate turned to her. “I’m too keyed up. What did you smell?”
“It was like Castor oil or fish oil. I don’t know. It was weird.”
Caleb was so pissed at Rocco that he would te
