Page 75 of The Bookseller and the Alpha (Witch Twins #1)

Luc

I was ready to leave. Only thirty minutes now until the deadline.

I would drive myself to the stated location.

The journal was securely tucked under my shirt on a sturdy spell-warded chain.

The chain was long enough that when I shifted it wouldn’t choke me.

Even as I folded myself into the driver’s seat of my car, Sam tried to dissuade me from going alone.

“Boss, we can have a sniper on the roof of the building opposite. To give you some back up if things go wrong.”

“No. If they spot the sniper, they’ll shoot Caly.

I won’t take any chances with her safety.

” I’d already spoken to Bas and he green-lighted my plan.

A journal in exchange for my mate’s life.

It’s a trade he would make in my shoes. We could deal with the consequences later.

Nothing mattered except my mate’s safety.

I would make sure she was safe and out of harm’s way before I handed over the journal.

Chances were, they would try to kill me once I handed over the journal.

I knew it. Bas knew it. His solemn nod when he signed off our holo call told me that he understood.

If I didn’t make it back, he and Elie would take care of Caly.

My best chance was that they would underestimate what I was capable of when I was motivated. I bared my teeth in a savage grin. And I was very motivated. I’d never been more motivated in my life.

I tested our bond, feeling Caly’s shields.

I didn’t like it when she closed the mental door between us, but now I was fucking ecstatic that she wouldn’t be able to feel my emotions.

I didn’t want her to know what I was planning.

But I wanted her to know that I was coming for her.

And despite her shields, I could still send her a message, like slipping a note under her door.

Hold on sweetheart. I’m coming.