With Abandon: With or Without, Book 4

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    security cameras and stood. If he left in the next ten minutes, he could catch Matt. He needed to get a shirt and shoes on and grab his keys. “Can you two take care of things here? And let me know if you hear
    anything about Boskie?”
    Chay smiled at him. “Sure thing. Go get him.”
    “Who’s that?” Squinting at the monitor, Keaton stepped from his mate’s embrace and moved so close
    to the laptop he blocked Aubrey’s view.
    Chay popped Keaton on the butt. “Stop it, Bit. That’s not good for your eyes. Go get your glasses.”
    Still leaning on the desk, Keaton turned, grabbed Aubrey’s glasses right off his face and put them on.
    “Geez, your eyes are worse than mine.” His eyes crossed for a few seconds then he turned back to the
    monitor. “There’s a car at the gate.”
    “Who is it?” Aubrey wasn’t expecting anyone. Was it Matt coming back?
    “That’s bad for your eyes too.” Chay snatched the glasses right off Keaton’s face and handed them
    back to Aubrey.
    While Keaton grumbled about Chay being bossy, Aubrey looked at the screen. It was a couple of pack
    members he’d asked to patrol the area around Reynolds Hall. “They’re pack.” Could it be word on Boskie?
    “Why don’t they just use the pack key code and come in?”
    “I changed the pack code last night because of Boskie and haven’t given the new code out yet.”
    Aubrey hit the button on the inside of his desk to buzz them in.

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    Keaton and Chay followed him to the front door.
    Chay slapped him on the back. “We got this. You go get dressed and go after Matt.”
    “Thanks.” Aubrey hurried up the stairs and into his room. It was so quiet without Matt here. His
    absence felt strange…wrong. Aubrey still didn’t know what to do once he found Matt, but he had to try. If he were honest it wasn’t just because of the danger Matt could be in. Hell, he didn’t think Boskie would fly all the way to New Mexico over a bruised ego, but he wasn’t taking any chances with his mate’s safety.
    With no time to waste, he threw on a shirt and some shoes. As he picked up his keys from the dresser,
    a metallic scent drifted in through the open doors, getting stronger and stronger. Blood. Oh no. His senses didn’t reel from it, which meant it wasn’t Matt’s blood, but… “Keaton? Chay?”
    Voices rose from the foyer. Aubrey recognized his two pack members’ scents and another that
    smelled vaguely familiar. It was a wolf scent, but he couldn’t put his finger on who it belonged to.
    Keaton met him at the bottom of the staircase. “They found this guy. Said he’d been attacked and
    dumped on the edge of our property just outside marked pack land.”
    Chay, Stan Zewbroski and Harry Croft knelt by the man, but due to their position Aubrey could see
    only his legs.
    “Aubrey.” Stan stood, focusing his attention on Aubrey. “I don’t know who he is, but he smells like
    pack and Boskie. He doesn’t look like he’s been seriously hurt, but there’s blood on his shirt, and he’s out like a light. I’m guessing he was roughed up somewhere else and dumped here.”
    “Son of a bitch.” Aubrey pushed the men aside. “Carson.” He’d been changed into a wolf, which
    altered his scent slightly. That’s why Aubrey hadn’t recognized him by smell. Aubrey dropped to his knees beside his EA. Aubrey’s pulse raced a mile a minute. Carson had been in Atlanta yesterday when Aubrey
    talked to him. When did Boskie take him?
    “The guy Matt stuck up for?” Keaton asked.
    “Yeah.” Aubrey brushed a lock of hair off Carson’s forehead. He looked rumpled and dirty but no
    different than usual.
    “You know this man?” Harry asked.
    Aubrey nodded. “He’s my executive assistant. And was very much human when I saw him last. Was
    there anyone else out there? Did you see a taxi go by?”
    Stan nodded. “Drove by right before we found him.”
    That didn’t ease Aubrey’s mind much. Boskie could’ve followed Matt. The man was out of his mind.
    To attack Carson and dump him on pack land proved he was capable of anything. “Okay, get him to a room
    and cleaned off.” He motioned for Harry to take Carson’s shoulders. Chay grabbed Carson’s legs.
    “Keaton, I have to try and see if Matt bought a ticket for that flight. There’s no way I can catch him
    now.”
    “Go. I got this.” Keaton pounded up the stairs behind the other