He felt the familiar mental nudge indicating that a fellow Walker was attempting to contact him through the mist. He permitted the connection. “Gauge, its Aries Drago. You need to come to Ella’s motel immediately!” The fear in the woman’s tone had him springing from his chair even as he queried, “What is it? Is she alright?” He didn’t bother snatching his suit coat. Striding quickly to the French doors that led out to a balcony that overlooked the estate, he shoved the doors open and vaulted himself over the rail, shifting to falcon form as he fell. Aries’ response hit him with the updraft that sent him soaring toward the town of Great Falls. “No! She’s not alright. Get here fast!” *** Gauge stormed into Ella’s motel room with Conn Drago following close behind. The Commander had joined him mid-flight, no doubt sensing his own angel’s distress. They entered the room without knocking, their senses on high alert. As soon as Gauge took one step into the room, he scented Ella’s pain. It was overwhelming in its strength, and had his adrenaline racing. Something, someone had hurt her, and he needed to get to her. It was easy to follow the scent to the back of the room where Aries exited a room and met them in the hall. Angry tears filled the woman’s eyes as they by-passed Gauge and locked on her mate. “Stoney was supposed to bring Alysa home, but asked if I’d do it for her because she was heading back home for some sort of family emergency.” She abruptly ended her explanation, “Someone hurt her!” She rushed to crush herself in her mate’s embrace.
