He cursed silently, waking up and finding that pathetic, weakling, excuse of a wife and Luna gone. Evidently she'd waited until he was asleep and booked it. He thought he'd heard something last night but been too tired to care. As long as it wasn't rogues he would be fine and he'd gone back to sleep with a shrug. Most men would be upset by the notion their other half had left and vanished into the night but Gordon wasn't one of them. He hated Renae with a passion, couldn't even remember what he'd seen in her in the first place to make him want her more than his mate. Power had been the motivator he remembered and he'd gotten it. But he'd also gotten the wife from hell on top to go with it.
Gordon wasn't stupid, he knew without a doubt that Renae had gone back, back to the warehouse, and
