“Where’s their shifter base located?”
“That I haven’t unearthed yet, and last night when I called my government contact, he informed me he couldn’t disclose that information, just as he couldn’t disclose our location to the other clan.” They’d been aware for some time that the other clan worked the same high level government cases that they did. “Although I was informed that your mate has put in several requests demanding further information on us. Of course he’s been denied each time.”
“He’s impatient.”
“I’d say he’s done trying to track you on the night of the full moon. You’re too fast, too quick at running.”
“Running is the pits.” That tore at her the worst, knowing what she denied them both. The mated pairs within her clan held the closest bond and she’d always desired the same, to be so at one with the man who wished to be the same with her. If only her mate wasn’t from Ivan’s line it would make all the difference. She didn’t want to give up her father or her people. “That sweet ride of his should be easy enough to track via satellite if we go back through that day’s images. We don’t need to rely on our contact.”
“You wish to know where he lives?”
“Aye, so I can stay well away from the place.”
“I’ve already done a search. Iain waited it out at a hotel then traveled under the shield of darkness once he left the city. They’re as secretive as we are and remain well under the radar.”
“What else have you got on him?” Her father never left any stone unturned once he began an investigation.
“Iain is a triplet and has two brothers, both identical. I discovered that information while searching through the births records. That’s where I discovered his father’s name and designation.”
On the screen, Iain scanned his surroundings then stopped and stared at the surveillance camera mounted near the bank. Gaze narrowed, he looked right at her, his stunning golden eyes shimmering in the sunlight. She could drown in that gaze. So beautiful. Her fingers tingled and she itched to grab him, to remove the space that separated them by the camera lens. “He’s definitely my mate. My desire for him is strong.”
Slowly, she stepped around the table and stopped before the screen. She lifted one hand, traced along the firm angle of his jaw and over his bottom lip. His tongue darted out, his heated gaze turning to one of promise before he stepped back, eased inside his car, revved the engine and took off with a squeal across the blacktop. Gone, and everything within her cried out at the loss. “It’ll be harder to steer clear of him now I’ve seen his image.”
“You’ve been struggling lately regardless.”
“Which city, Dad?”
“Edinburgh, although he could be anywhere by now.” He turned his laptop off and the wall-mounted screen went blank. “There’s no taming an alpha male’s bear, Isla. He’s closing in on you and I can sense that.”
“There’s no taming a compeller either.” She was Murdock Matheson’s daughter, a fae gifted shifter who held a hypnotic voice none could ignore. She’d confront her mate only as and when she was ready.
“Just remember, your ability to sense him tonight will be different now you’ve seen him.”
“Oh, I’m aware.” A desire to tangle with her mate seared through her, left her both wanting and uneasy. She jiggled where she stood.
“I want you to relax.” Dad stepped up to her, grasped her hands. “You also need to cease worrying so much about me. Focus only on what you know is the right thing to do.”
“I’ll try, but old habits die hard.” She hugged her father, the one man she loved beyond all reason.
After leaving her father, Isla strode to her chamber, opened her desk drawer and palmed her gun. Their work was dangerous no matter the skills they held and even though she’d be on the run tonight, before that time she had an active case to work with her partner, Daniel. Owen and Ewan Mathie were two shifters within a rogue offshoot Matheson branch, one that thankfully held a very weakened bloodline. Those two men, brothers of the same ilk, had killed two innocent people on the night of the last full moon when they’d allowed their bears to roam and now that they’d tasted human blood, they had to be captured and contained. She looked forward to the chase, to ensuring they paid for their crime. It’d certainly take her mind off her mate’s chase tonight.
Swiftly, she slid her weapon into the back rise of her blue jeans then strapped on her ankle dagger and tugged her favorite knee-high black leather boots over the top. She swapped her long-sleeved shirt for a cooler white tank top since summer sat on the brink of arrival and her shifter-fae blood ran hotter than mere human blood alone.