80. MASON

“Unknown vehicle approaching,” one of the guards called. “How many?” I growled, eyes darting towards the gate. “Only one.” I frowned. It has been quiet for most of the night. Lucas left me to deal with the families of the men we lost. I guessed it was better than me having to deal with Mother and Sutton. They had been gone for hours and I was starting to worry. But I knew that if something happened to them, I would have felt it. Nate had been set on negotiating things which was probably why it was taking so long. “The dogs want to check things out.” I jerked in fright, eyes snapping to my left. “Where the hell did you come from?” Maurice smirked. “I’m sure I don’t need to have the birds and the bees talk with you, Mason.” “How did you get in here?” I asked. “Magic.” His smile widened when I growled at him. “What are you doing here anyway?” “Offering my help.” The car stopped a few feet from the gate. Nothing happened at first. I tensed, waiting for an attack. The backdoor