37. NATE

“You know where they are?” I nodded, not willing to say it out loud until we knew for sure who was being her kidnapping. Lucas hadn’t said much, but I had my suspicions. “Let me go with you,” Mason begged. “I need you to put the saddle on me,” I told him. “I don’t trust anyone else to make sure that it’s secured.” Mason frowned and for a moment it looked like he wanted to say more but then he nodded. “I’ll go get it.” I watched him leave before I focused on what needed to be done. There was a blizzard approaching. We needed to get them back to the castle before it hit because Angel wasn’t going to be able to survive a night out there without the proper clothing. And she didn’t have any proper clothes. The bastards didn’t even bother letting her get dressed. Not that it actually mattered since they were planning on killing her. A growl fell from my lips as I stuffed clothes into a leather bag. I tied the boots to the straps of the bags and then straightened, eyes darting around