The Pack

Prologue

Disclaimer: Do I really have to say it? I own nada. weall ok I own my wolves but thats it. all kudos go to CBS and Mercedes Lackey. muffins for anybody who guesses the books this comes from.

There he is, Lupa's fury he looks so like Jon. Poor thing looks worn. Tired. We'll soon take care of that. Soon he'll be free of the worries that those so called friends plague him with. Gently now, softly wouldn't do to scare him. Not yet. Quickly now, before he slips into the building. A quick tap to the temple, there we go, thats it darling take a little nap now. You'll wake up at home. We've been waiting for you...

Jordan Vra'rnai paced in his mates appartment impatiently. He had felt his distress earlier and knew the younger man must have had a particularly bad case. When Spencer had texted Jordan that the team was flying home Jordan had rushed to Spencers appartment to fix a small feast to pamper his mate.

Jordan checked his watch, Spencer was definately late. Spencer was never late. Especially when chicken catchetori was waiting for him. Jordan pulled out his cell to call when the room started to spin. Jordan gasped and grasped the back of the couch. :Spencer!: he sent desperately praying that his mate wasn't the source of his veritgo. He could feel Spencer vaguely try to respond then nothing. Gods. No, hes just unconcious. I'd know if he was... no. NO. Hes not not not. Lady Lupa...think fool try to track him. Jordan steadied his breathing and turned his focus down and out towards his mate, and found...nothing. Darian Vra'shtarrs testimony haunted him "...I tried to track him but its as if we had never met, as if my wolf had never Recognized him..." nonononono, it can't be it can't. Its just because I'm so worried. Morgana. Morgana's home she'll know..

He hurried accross the hall and pounded on Morgana's door. It jerked open to reveal the High Priestess of Fur Hold in all her irritation. Irritation that vanished as she got a good look at his face, "Jordan what happened?"

He shook, "I need you to piggy back my link to Spencer."

She frowned, "But you two have such a strong bond" then she paled, "Oh, no. Come in now", she ushered him over to her couch and knelt in front of him, "let me in Jordan, let me find your link"

He obeyed and felt her gentle mind touch find his mate bond and explore it. Twenty minutes later she pulled back shaking her head sadly, "I'm sorry Jordan. He's been taken."