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Beauty and the Alpha 9
Heath could see the shock on her face. He had managed to surprise her. Good. If she thought that she could just act like he didn't eist, then she has another thought coming because he will not tolerate that from anyone. “What did you say?” Kimmy asks him, although he knows full well that she heard him the first time. “I am returning to my pack and I would like for you to come with me when I do so,” Heath tells her, keeping his composure. “Why?” Kimmy asks him, her face scrunching up in confusion like a childs. Though he is loathe to admit it, it is actually quite cute. “Because, like it or not, you are my mate. We will eventually have to make decisions regarding that dilema. I suppose it simply just makes sense for you to come to my pack with me and us get to know one another better.” Besides all that, Heath really wanted her far away from this pack in case that Miguel came looking for her again. The way he had watched her and then the attack. There is something off about him,
Beauty and the Alpha 10
They left the next day, heading for Heath's pack. Neither one of them are exactly thrilled with the way the situation is so neither one of them is speaking. Kimmy is annoyed and angry at Heath because of how he acted when she brought her bags out to the car earlier. He had seen her four huge bags and her couple of boxes and he had rolled his eyes. Then he had taken them from her and tossed them none too gently in the back. His scornful look at her and at her belongings hurts her feelings. He asked her to come with him. She does not want to come, but she is doing it. For him, for her fathers, and because she is obligated. Not because she wants to. The least that he could do is be nice to her about it. So she brought a bunch of stuff with her? She has some things that she can not live without, things she can not sleep without, and just things that she wants with her. If she is going to spend all her time in a room at his house, she wants that room to be comfortable for her. She ca
Beauty and the Alpha 11
Heath finds her down the road on the phone with someone. He hears her tell the unknown person, “Follow the tracker on my phone. Scent me out. Send up a smoke signal that I can follow to get home or I will send one up for you. Just please come get me. I really need you.” A small, angry, and very possessive part of Heath wonders if she is talking to Chad on the other end of that call. Coming up behind her as silently as he can, he snatches the phone from her hand and puts it to his ear. “You don't have to come get her. There was a misunderstanding but it will be sorted out momentarily. We are going to get off of here now and get her in the house and settled. I am sure that she will call you tonight. Bye.” And without waiting for the other person to talk and giving Heath their identity, he ends the call and drops her phone in his pocket. Turning to look down at her, he holds his hand out for her belongings. “No.” She glares up at him and he sighs deeply. Great. A child. Just what h
Beauty and the Alpha 12
Kimmy looks at him and considers arguing but honestly, would it do her any good? She knew from the moment that she walked in the door that she would be staying here. It just feels right. Lifting her cell phone up to look at it, she realizes that she has three missed calls from her brother and seven text messages. She quickly reads all his messages and sends back a reply. She told him not to come get her now. She told him that she would call him that night to explain and that she loved him. His response was immediate when he said he loved her too and that if she needed him he would be there in ten minutes. Kimmy believed him too. She might not be quite as close to her brother as she was to Chad, but they were still brother and sister. They shared blood, identical features, and childhood trauma. That was something to keep you bonded forever. Turning to Heath, Kimmy is surprised to find him not where she left him. For her to have supernatural hearing, smell, and all the other sense
Beauty and the Alpha 13
One week. It has been one week that she has lived in that tomb for all of her hopes and dreams. Her dreams of finding a loving mate, and having a beautiful, colorful life with a handful of children. Dead. They are dying on his rugless hardwood floors. Because one week has passed where nothing has changed. He still treats her like an indifferent stranger or as a nuisance, neither of which feels too wonderful. After his whole let's give it a chance before we make decisions speech, he did not try again to make an effort. He did not strive to make her feel welcome in his home. He tried as hard as he could to forget that she was there. That first day, Kimmy spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking her belongings and decorating the room. She had been so close with her assumptions of the décor except that the walls weren't neutral colors, it was the same reddish wood log as the rest of the house. The bed was not solid white, it was solid green, and the curtains at the window were gre
Beauty and the Alpha 14
Kimmy has been laying in her bed for four hours, just staring up at the ceiling. She could not sleep a wink to save her life. She has tried closing her eyes and trying to force sleep. She has tried counting backward from two thousand. She turned on sleep music and the white noise on her phone, but neither worked. So she layed there memorizing the grain patterns on the wooden logs above her. A few minutes ago she heard Heath moving around in the loft above her room. The barely audible creaking of the floor only reached her ears because of her werewolf hearing. If not for the floor, she might not have known he was even up there. He skulks about like a panther, never making a sound. For such a big man, he is incredibly light footed and it freaks Kimmy out. It is unsettling how she never knows where he is because he moves so quietly. Kimmy figures that he is probably in the kitchen now, putting the coffee on and making breakfast. Today is Sunday, the only day that they don't have t
Beauty and the Alpha 15
Kimmy nearly jumps out of her skin at the first touch of his hand on her body. The tingles that she usually feels at his touch is nothing compared to the fire that spreads beneath his hand on her bare thigh. Maybe it is the intent behind his touch, because does a man touch a woman's bare thigh for any reason other than because he wants to touch more of her? Or maybe the fire comes from her own imagination, because seeing him barely covered as gotten her hormones in a tizzy, leaving her all hot and bothered. Either way, the fire is there and his touch burns. When his large hand begins to pat her, it shift from sexual to platonic, which comfuses her. And she hates to feel confused.. like she does not know what is going on around her. The confusion goes into eclipse when she hears his words. The phrase 'and I think that we should talk..' echoes in her head as she turns her body to face him. Looking up into his eyes, she almost stops breathing. The sight of him in nothing but a tow
Beauty and the Alpha 16
Heath sits back down on the bed near her legs and she sits up to face him. Kimmy, feeling chagrined by her uncharacteristically rude comment, feels the need to apologize to him. “I'm sorry for that remark I made. I shouldn't have said that.” “No, it's fine. You meant so you have every right to say it. You don't have to not say what's on your mind, just because I may not like it.” Heath tells her. She nods, but she still feels like shit because of it. “Let's see if we can actually have a conversation like two mature adults without fighting like idiots or trying to hurt each other,” Kimmy tells him, making him nod in agreement this time. “I just want to say that..” He trails off and she sighs. Goodness, whatever he is trying to say must be as hard to get out as a red wine stain on a white silk shirt because this is the fourth time in as many minutes that he has hesitated to say what he wanted to say. “Yes...?” Kimmy prompts him. “We need to make a decision about our mate bond.” H
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Beauty and the Alpha Twenty One
Greer sits up in bed, gasping for breath. Liam is beside her whispering, “Shh... shh.. it's okay, baby, it was just a nightmare.” Greer looks around, seeing the children safe beside her, before she looks at Liam, beside her in nothing but his boxers. Lyle isn't here and neither is Shera. It was just a dream. She is breathing heavy from fear but she is trying to calm herself down. Liam wraps his arms around her and pulls her into his warm, bare chest. Hunter is against the wall like always and Gemma is in the middle between them. Greer picks the baby up into her arms and moves her over so that she and Liam can lay down. She looked at him, “Lie with me, please.” He nods his head and adjusts himself on the bed, so that he is laying down beside of her. She lays back in his arms with her head in the crook of his shoulder. Her breath fans his chest. Gemma is beside Hunter, sleeping peacefully, so Greer turns over to face Liam. Her hand is resting on his flat stomach, her legs tangle
Beauty and the Alpha Twenty
“What?” “You heard me. Do you want to stay here with me forever?” Liam asks her needing to know if that is something she can even imagine before he tells her everything. “I, um-” “Yes or no, baby. There is no right or wrong answer here.” Liam says. “If you want us to-” Greer knows the exact answer that she wants to give him she just does not think that she is brave enough. She has never been one that can just put herself out there. She always has to hold a little of herself back so that if she gets hurt, at least it isn't every part of her that gets damaged. She still has something to go on. But Liam is asking her for everything. If she answers him truthfully then she will be handing him her whole heart. And that terrifies her. “This is not about what I want, Greer. This is about what you want. You are the only one that gets to make decisions for you and the children. I will not try to pressure you into anything you don't want. If you don't want to stay forever, that does not
Beauty and the Alpha Nineteen
Time flies by as they sat there, playing together as, well, a family. They weren't a family though, he has to keep telling himself. He glances at his watch, “It's time for us to get ready. I'll watch the kids while you take a shower.” Greer nods and leaves the room. He looks at Hunter playing with the toys and the little boy looks back at him with a smile. Liam smiles back at the kid. The boy just needs positive male attention. Somebody with a Y chromosome to love him instead of scare him. Greer had done her best, but how could a teenager be expected to raise a child in a small bedroom, without any form of help? He looks at Hunter, then at Gemma in his lap and was, not for the first time, totally in awe of Greer. Greer was a survivor, there was no doubting that. She could handle anything life threw at her and clearly come out on top. He knows that she is scared of Lyle. She is worried about him and Shera showing up, but Brody wants her to have faith in him. Could she trust him t
Beauty and the Alpha Eighteen
Greer wakes up a few hours later when it is still very early morning. Now is the perfect time to go while the baby is still asleep. She was beginning to sleep through the night, not wanting bottles at all hours. Greer figures that the routine and stability that they found in this pack house contributed greatly to that but she pushes that thought away. Yeah, life is good here but they will just have to make a better life somewhere else, she tells herself. Greer rolls out of the bed, trying not to disturb the children. She doesn't want to wake them until they are leaving. She goes to the armoire, pulling out the bags she had carried her stuff in before. She opens it and begins stuffing clothes in it. She pulls out the stroller and props it against the bed. She stuffs all the baby's sleepers in there and Hunter's clothes as well before she grabs her warm shirts. She looks at the dresses Liam had bought; he had given them to her as a surprise a few days ago. Greer feels like crying.
Beauty and the Alpha Seventeen
They about their day and she tries her best to act normally. Tomorrow afternoon is when Belinda was due to return and Greer has made up her mind that she is leaving in the morning. Maybe with her gone, they will choose to let Belinda keep thinking that she was dead. If she has finally made her peace with it, then there is no use upsetting the apple cart now. She knows that Hunter will be so upset. He loves Liam and the house; loves what seemed like a real home and family. Yet, it isn't their home and they aren't a part of Liam's family. It will be horrible leaving, especially since she is pretty sure that she had fallen in love with Liam. But she has to go. She kept to herself as Liam's family was there. She talked and was polite, but any chance she got to excuse herself for a moment, she took it. She went to the bathroom five times while they were there, just because she needed to take a breath and to tell herself that she was not part of them. Even if they made her feel like s
Beauty and the Alpha Sixteen
It does not take them long to go through the store and get everything on Adam's list. Within twenty minutes they are finished and back in his truck. Ten minutes of shopping and ten minutes of him talking to the beautiful girl that stopped him at the door. Greer figures that she was a girlfriend before and wants to be again, judging by all the possessive 'hands off, he belongs to me' looks that the girl was giving her. Greer has questions about her but she does not ask them. She has no right to. After Liam says goodbye to the girl, they go to the truck. Greer feels good because the whole time they were talking to the obviously interested girl, Liam never left her out. He kept his hand on her back the whole time, he included her in the conversation by asking her questions about whatever subject they were discussing. But her favorite part was when he had slung his arm around her shoulders and said, “Come on, honey. We have to get back to the kids. Dad and Hunter will be driving Mom
Beauty and the Alpha Fifteen
Greer watches Liam as he cuddles Gemma close and kisses her hair. He carries her to his mom, handing her over when Bella holds out her arms. Adam comes over to inform Liam that the whole family is coming over for supper and that he needs them to run to the store in town and pick up a few things. Adam turns to Greer, “I need you to ride with him and make sure he gets everything. Don't worry about to kiddos, they are fine here. We will take good care of them. Becca should be home in a few minutes, she just went to visit some friends that she missed while we were gone but when she gets back, she will drag out all kinds of toys for him. She goes crazy over kids.” Greer smiles at the alpha, but inside she is very aprehensive about leaving the children with anyone but especially people they don't know. Yet about the time that she opens her mouth to decline is the same time that Hunter comes over to Adam and tugs on his shirt. “Yeah, buddy?” Adam asks the child with a big smile. “Liam
Beauty and the Alpha Fourteen
Greer improves substantially over the next week and a half. Liam makes her take her medicines on time and keeps a drink constantly in front of her, forcing her to drink. Eventually her werewolf healing must have been slighly activated by being in a pack and with his burgeoning alpha aura, because she is healed completely and she has more strength than she ever has before. Besides all that, her senses are sharper. Each day she can see and hear better than before. Ebony had filed the petition with the human courtsand they were suppose to hear something today. Ebony was confident in the ruling though. Greer not so much. If she wasn't granted guardianship then Shera could come and get the kids whenever she wanted. Greer knows herself well enough to know that she'd do something desperately crazy before she let Lyle and Shera get the kids. Not wanting to dwell on it, she had tried to keep her mind off the ruling for the last few days. It only worked about thirty-seven point two percent
Beauty and the Alpha Thirteen
The boy had heard the man's steps on the landing, so he invited him into the room. Liam enters the room, clearly about to say something, but just then he sees her and he just stops in the doorway where he proceeds to stare at her with his mouth ajar. Once he seems to realize that he is standing their like an imbecile with his mouth hanging open, he shakes himself, “I'm sorry. I didn't know you were, um, not dressed.” “It's quite alright. You were invited into the room,” Greer shoots Hunter a mock glare, then smiles at him as the little boy grins at her, unabashed. Liam watches the by-play between the siblings but he can not focus on the exchange. The only thing on his mind is how the sigh of her has caught his attention. Greer stands beside the shower with only a damp towel covering her. Liam watches as drops of water cut paths across her skin and he wishes that he could replace that drop of liquid with his finger tips. That the soft pads of his fingers could brush her skin in
