Chad had been driving her crazy all through the movie, whether he knew it or not. He had used his finger to absent-mindedly draw little designs on her arm, inching his way to her inner arm, near her breasts. All throughout the movie, she had tried to concentrate, but it was a losing battle. All she could think about was his touch and how good it will feel all over her body. Now, it was his turn for a bit of teasing. As they move down the hall towards his bedroom, he keeps trying to catch her by the waist, but she dances just out of reach of his hands. After a couple of times of her evading his touch with that teasing smirk on her face, he can take it no longer. With a growl, he pounces on her. Backing her up against the wall, his hands slide down to her thighs to hoist her up until she wraps those shapely legs of hers around his waist. Reaching down for the hem of her shirt, he slowly slides it up her body before he flings it to the floor without a care. The sight he revealed ta
Lily turns to look at her mate and her son as they enter the house. She sits up against the couch cushions, turning down the volume of the television because the movie she was watching can get loud at times during certain parts. “Did you have a good time?” She asks Ty. “No!” She looks at Chad who just shakes his head. Lily sits up on the couch completely. “Why? What happened?” “He hit me!” Ty tells her grumpily before he walks out of the room. Lily widens her eyes in shock and turns to face Chad. “What?” “Not like that. He got hit by a walnut.” Chad tells her. “Excuse me?” Lily asks, confused. “The black walnut trees? The big green ball that drops from it. Anyways, while the men were having their game, a few of the older kids- I am talking nine, ten.. that age- decided that they were going to have their own ball game. They were trying to hit walnuts with large limbs that they could barely lift and they were missing a lot. But it just so happens, as luck would have it, that M
“Fuck!” It had taken Chad about five minutes to reach southern territory and he was so distracted by what he wanted to say to Lily yet didn't that it took him another two minutes to realize that all was eerily quiet. Too quiet for there to have been an attack, unless everyone was dead. Chad was about to go looking up and down the boundary when a boundary patrol named Connor came bounding up to him. “Hey, Chad. What brings you out here?” “A guy. Knocked on my door and told me there was an attack out here. Rogues. Claimed Alpha Adam and Beta Lumi needed my help.” “Ha! That's a weird joke, but no.. nothing happening out here. Jax and I have been out here for hours and other than the stray squirrel or two, we haven't seen anything.” Connor tells him. “I have no idea why someone would tell you that-” Connor's voice fades into the background as the realization hits Chad. Mind linking Adam, something that he never ever does because mind linking can be very painful, he asks him, “Adam?
Lily looks up at Darin from where she sits on a heap on the floor. Her hands are duct-taped together and there is tape across her mouth to shut her up. Her face is wet with tears and her chest hurts, as well as her throat, from all the screaming and crying she did. “So, you let him knock you up? Married one fucking day and you let the bastard impregnate you. You are as dumb as your fucking mother was.” Lily widens her eyes at the mention of her mother, but it is hard to think about anything without Ty. Darin had them tie her up before they took Ty away from her. She has no idea where they took him, what they are doing to him or if he is okay and it is killing her. She wonders if Chad realizes that she is gone yet. She hopes that he is okay, as well as the others, but she does not have time to worry about them. She has to know about her son. The not knowing if he is okay is driving her insane. Lily knows that she has to let Chad know what is going on. If he does not know that she
“Screw you.” Darin looks her over with a leer. “Oh, that and more, baby. That and more.” Lily has to strongly fight the urge to gag at the thought. No matter what the outcome, if he tries to touch her, she will fight him with everything she has. Even though her hands and legs are tied. Even if he kills her for it. She will fight him. “I would rather be tortured with three-thousand paper cuts and have to swim through lemon juice and tequila than have to even picture that in my mind. I would throw myself in front of a speeding train before I let myself become your little plaything.” “If this is about that little mate of yours, don't worry. He will be dealt with by dawn.” Darin tells her, making her stomach drop down to her toes. Her first instinct is to panic, letting her worry for Chad's safety get the better of her. But then she remembers the words that he has said to her many times before. How she needed to trust him. Trust him to protect her and Ty. She finally takes his wo
“We have to get ready!” “I know, Lily!” “Well, are you dressed yet?” Comes her exasperated voice from down the hall. “No.” He admits. “Have you had your shower yet?” Her exasperation is now tinged with annoyance. Once again... “No.” “For the love of-” A deep sigh. “Is Ty still sitting on the floor in his underwear eating fruit loops out of the box?” She asks him and Chad smiles sheepishly. “I would like to be able to tell you no, but..” Angry footsteps proceed her entrance as she stomps into the living room where Chad sits on the couch watching cartoons with his son. His wife glares at him and says, “We have to be there in twenty minutes. It is a fifteen minute drive. I told you to start getting ready an hour ago. You said, and I quote here, 'go take your nap, then take your time getting ready to go. I will get me and Ty dressed.' Is any of that ringing any bells for you?” “Vaguely,” Chad tells her, pushing up from the couch. “If I hit you in the face right now, we will
I want to thank everyone who read Beauty and the Alpha and Beauty and Her Mate. Your support means the world to me and I can only hope that you enjoyed the stories and the characters. This is the beginning of the third and last book in the Beauty series. This is Kimmy's story, but all of our favorites will of course be there, as well as some new characters. Some loveable and others.. well... not so much. Once again, thank you for reading my books I appreciate you and if the stories don't completely suk and you want to show me some love, then I would be thrilled if you would drop me a comment or leave me a gem! Much love to all my loyal readers!Beauty and the BetaKimmy is an old maid in her pack, having had the mating age pass her by without ever finding her match. She has no love life, no job, and ultimately no purpose in her life. She feels like she is lost and adrift in life. Suffice it to say, she is miserable. She is looking for something to shake up the monotony of her borin
Kimmy sits down next to her best friend in the world, Lily. On the other side of her is her mate, Chad, who is holding their son in his lap. I am so happy for Lily that the two of them are finally at a great place in their marriage. That was not the case for most of it, but now, they are so perfectly happy with each other. Ty is the greatest little boy, they have another baby on the way and they just finished renovating and redecorating their home. Things are looking up for them. And Kimmy is jealous as hell. She tries not to be, she truly does. But it is hard being the only twenty five year old woman in the pack that has not found their mate. Everyone looks at her like she should adopt twenty cats and carry around a purse full of expired hard candies because she is never going to get a man. She hears the town talking about her. They call her an 'old maid' and a spinster. They talk about how unfortunate it is that she does not have a mate. How she is almost past her child
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
“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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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