Back Wild and Free
Chapters (31)
  1. Author’s Note
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Chapter Sixteen
  18. Chapter Seventeen
  19. Chapter Eighteen
  20. Chapter Nineteen
  21. Chapter Twenty
  22. Chapter Twenty-One
  23. Chapter Twenty-Two
  24. Chapter Twenty-Three
  25. Chapter Twenty-Four
  26. Chapter Twenty-Five
  27. Chapter Twenty-Six
  28. Epilogue
  29. About the Author
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“Yes,” she agreed, squeezing my elbow before letting it go. “Find Abel. Then he’ll be okay too.”

God.

I bent to her and touched my cheek to hers, saying there, “Sleep well, Jian-Li.”

“I will. You do the same, Lilah,” she replied.

I moved away and she went into Chen’s room. I stood at the door and waved when he looked to it, catching me there. He lifted his hand and waved back.

Then I took off.

I checked Jabber’s room, but Abel was no longer there. So I hauled my ass to our bedroom.

Abel wasn’t there either.

I left and went in search of him.

Although I knew there were tons of people around, they all had to be busy because they weren’t bustling about the hallways. It took me a while of roaming the halls before I found someone to ask if they knew where Abel was.

I found her, a striking brunette with curling hair and fabulous blue eyes. She seemed on a mission, but I still flagged her to stop.

She did and I asked, “Uh, do you know where Abel is? Abel Jin. The—”

“I know who he is, Delilah, but I don’t know where he is. I’ll find out,” she said, lifted the cell in her hand, hit some buttons with her thumb, and put it to her ear. She asked. She nodded. She hit the phone with her thumb again and looked to me. “He’s in with Gregor. Bottom floor, south wing, three doors in on the outside from the main wing. You want me to take you there?”

“No, I think I got it,” I replied.

“I’m Stephanie, by the way. A friend of Lucien’s,” she shared.

“Oh, hi,” I said, sticking my hand out for her to take, which she did. “I’m, well, you know who I am.”

“Yeah.” She smiled, let me go, and her smile drifted away. “I’m very sorry for your loss.”

“Thanks,” I muttered.

“I’ll let you go find your mate,” she went on.

I nodded and repeated, “Thanks.”

She said no more and kept walking.

I did too and found the third door on the outside on the first floor of the south wing.

It was slightly ajar and Abel’s voice was floating out of it.

His irate voice.

“We talked about this earlier.”

“Abel—”

I recognized that voice as Gregor’s.

I stopped.

Abel cut him off. “You give my mate this. You give her family this. Just two days to put someone they love to rest. The day after tomorrow, we’ll all sit down and make plans to save the world.”

His words kinda made me want to laugh, but I choked it back.

“There’s much to go over,” Gregor told him.