Arlin knew why she did it. He just wasn't sure having sex on the porch was the smartest decision right then. It was one thing to turn her nose up at Kyle and tell him to kiss off, and quite another to fuck another man on her porch as a way of informing Kyle that they were definitely over. The first would probably just piss the man off, while the second would surely send him into a rage, making him even more dangerous than he seemed already.Of course, Arlin was quite happy to perform with her, even marking her in front of the peeping tom they assumed hid in the bushes. There should be no doubts as to who Eve preferred now. Besides, Arlin rationalized, it just might be what they needed to spur the man to make an asinine move, which permitted Arlin to put an end to him once and for all. All of that rage Arlin felt at Shades would surely have a place to be vented once he got Kyle in his grasp."You seem pensive," Eve said from her spot on the bed beside him. "What's wrong?" Then she shot
The afternoon sun caressed the orange and black stripes of her fur, massaging her with its warm rays as the wind whispered along her lithe form. She ran through the forest surrounding Bull Creek, leaping over fallen logs, dodging trees, turning up the earth with her massive paws. All the while, Arlin, in his tiger form, followed close behind her, allowing her the freedom to explore her newfound ability while also remaining close enough to protect her and keep her from harm. While Bull Creek was a sanctuary for shifters, she knew Arlin wasn't familiar enough with the area to let his guard down just yet, especially with Kyle still stalking her. She'd have to do something about her ex soon, though, if she were to move on with her life.Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Arlin's tiger prowling around a giant oak tree, matching her pace. She knew he was now a significant part of that forward momentum of her life, of putting her past behind her so she could enjoy this sparkling new presen
"There were coyotes everywhere," Eve said as if Arlin hadn't heard the story already. He just smiled and stared, listening to her retell the tale of when Bane and his band of miscreants invaded their Friday night ritual of a bonfire to celebrate the coming weekend. Of course, Arlin hadn't heard anyone mention jobs as of yet, so he wasn't really sure how the weekend was any different from the weekday, but he'd take any reason to celebrate with his mate. "They backed down quickly, however, when Adira sparked some of her magic at them. You should have seen it.""I don't think that's how it happened," Adira said, the small dark-haired witch glued to the alpha of Bull Creek's side. "I didn't use my magic until they tried to accost us at Everglades.""And then at the final battle," Dimitri added. "You used a lot of magic then." He pulled her into himself, squeezing her tight. "For which I'm glad. They were a right nasty bunch.""Wanted to take over the area, huh?" Arlin asked. From the scent
Kyle stood there, a broken tree limb in his hands as he glared down at Arlin's body, Arlin's motionless body, Eve noticed. She couldn't tell whether he was dead or just unconscious, but he definitely wasn't moving. Her heart lurched in her chest, the pounding echoing in her ears. They should have known Kyle would not give up that easily. They were careless and arrogant, and now Arlin paid the price for their flippant behavior."People should learn to mind their own business," Kyle snarled as he sneered down at Arlin. Glancing up at Eve, he shook his head. "This is your fault. If you would have just done what I told you to do, just packed your bags and headed home instead of sowing your wild oats, none of this would have happened." He pointed at Arlin with the end of the branch he wielded like a club. "You made this happen. You did this." With each word, his voice grew louder, angrier. "Don't blame me. I didn't want this to happen, but I told you it would if you didn't come home." He st
Looking into another person's eyes usually revealed…well, something. There was always emotion behind the eyes, some hint as to what the person felt or thought, a motivation, a truth, or a lie. Yet, looking into the eyes of a corpse only revealed that life was too damn short, and you needed to grab everything out of it you could while you still drew breath. For one Mister—Lainie Everest glanced down at her notes—Roger O'Brien that chance was over, and whatever he had failed to grab out of life was now lost forever. And now I'm stuck trying to figure out why."What can you tell me?" The portly Sheriff Chet Einstein stood beside her, his sheriff's hat clasped in both hands in front of him, the afternoon breeze making a mess of his gray hair as he stared at the prone body on the ground. Deputy Johnson stood opposite Lainie, his hands in his pockets as he waited for her answer, letting her take the lead. She appreciated the opportunity, even though it made her nervous as hell.Lainie squatt
Rance knelt behind the giant oak, watching as Deputy Lainie Everest slid out of her patrol car. He would not allow some small-town deputy to steal his case, regardless of how his wolf panted after her back at the crime scene. Now was not the time for animal lust to distract him. Roger O'Brien was his; Roger's phone was his. Rance needed the video on that phone to put that punk, Snake, and four of his friends behind bars for shooting up a family's house and killing the father. Gang violence in Pensacola was out of control, contributing to almost eighty percent of the criminal activity in the county. Rance's office was determined to do everything within its power to put as many of them behind bars as possible. Roger was to be a step in that direction. Was to be, that is, until the man turned chicken and ran. Now the only witness to the fatal shooting had been fatally shot, and some one-horse deputy was doing her best to impede Rance's investigation. Well, she's going to try anyway.Rance
Lainie knew just by looking at the man in the doorway that he was ready to bolt. Yet, Rance seemed determined to attempt to talk the man out of his weapon. She gripped the handle of her gun tighter, wanting to shake her head, but not wanting to give anything away to the thug enduring an intercession with Rance. Big town cops and their stupid ways. He's had a chip on his shoulder since he showed up at my crime scene, thinking he knows how best to handle things. All big city cops are the same, no matter how much their eyes smoldered. Lainie watched as the intruder took a deep breath, and her panther sensed what was about to take place and growled. Then, just as she knew would happen, the punk turned and darted away, jumping off the porch onto the grass as he attempted his escape."Damn it!" Rance shouted, just standing there staring as the man made a quick retreat. "I hope he gets eaten by an alligator." His frustrated mumble almost made her laugh, but then he shouted at the fleeing man
Rance walked into the sheriff's office, the laptop tucked under his arm. Once he had reached the cabin again and shifted, he dressed and did a quick scan of the structure. The only thing of importance in the whole place was an ancient laptop. Rance shoved it into an evidence bag he found in the deputy's car and then stowed it in his duffel bag along with his clothes. Roger was doing more than hiding in Bull Creek; he was hiding from life. He only had a few changes of clothes, no other electronics, such as a music device or television, no books to mention, which made Rance wonder what the man did out in the middle of nowhere to keep from going off the rails. Bull Creek was a quiet getaway, but Rance wasn't sure if he could last without something to distract him besides watching the hands of a clock tick.He grinned as he walked up to the receptionist's desk. Of course, if he had Lainie Everest in his cabin, he could let time pass without worry. Spunky, sassy even, but it suited her. He
"Sure you three can't stay longer?" Dimitri asked as Fitz tossed another suitcase in the trunk of his car. "I mean, now that the excitement is over, we can spend time catching up."Fitz slammed the trunk closed and turned to lean back on it, sliding his hands into his pockets. "Trust me, I'd love doing just that, but I need to figure out what Dad was doing back at home with the Order of Wardens. Dad had to be into some shady dealings, and I need to know what the company is facing."Dimitri nodded. "I get it. Just don't try to do it all on your own.""Like he'd have a choice," Mandy said as she and Kinsey left the cabin to join them, Adira and Lainie beside them. Mandy's arm was in a sling to help protect her wound. Thanks to her shifter blood, she would heal quicker than a human, but she still had to be careful and not overdo it. Their mother stayed at Dimitri's cabin, deciding to visit her younger children since she was there and saw no need to rush home. Lainie had reached out to her
Fitz stood there, hissing at his father. Mandy had Jeremiah pinned down, and Enoch stood still with magic fire sparkling around his fingertips. Kinsey stood, legs spread, braced for a confrontation with Daniel who stood there beating his chest like a crazed lunatic, never taking his eyes off Kinsey. "Don't just stand there, you idiot!" Jeremiah screamed. "Use your damn magic and blast them.""Yes, please," Adira snarled from the open doorway. "Try it." She raised her hands, her own blue magic's fire dancing around her fingertips. Dimitri's panther padded into the warehouse, moving over to where Mandy stood over Jeremiah. I've got him, he assured his sister-in-law. He's not going anywhere.Out of the corner of his eye, Fitz watched Mandy slide off Jeremiah, nipping at his face without actually biting him. The man shrieked as he tried to shove himself into the concrete.Lainie walked in, but she wasn't alone. "Johnson and the others are rounding up the men outside. The plane took off,
Fitz stared at the shattered glass scattered on the ground, several shards covered in blood, Kinsey's blood. He never should have left his mates alone. Now, one was in the hands of his enemies, and the other on her way to join the first. How could his father always be one step ahead of him?Fitz remained there, squatting, staring at the ruins of Kinsey's window. He couldn't blame Mandy for racing off after Kinsey. His panther urged him to do the same, and it took everything he had not to give in to those urges. He couldn't respond with rash behavior, however, as much as he wanted nothing more than to race off and devour those who hurt his family. He needed to think this through, needed to figure out the best way to save his mates. He needed… Fitz sighed. He needed to get off his ass and take his father out."The magic twists Kinsey's trail," Adira said to those gathered around. "But it doesn't twist Eve or Mandy's. Follow their scents, and you'll make better time than trying to follow
Mandy slid her phone back into her back pocket. Fitz actually thought she could sit still and just wait while the Order held Kinsey in their clutches? No way. Daniel put a hit out on Kinsey's life. Who knew how much time they had in order to save her. No. Mandy had every intention of starting the search for her mate.She quickly stripped off her clothes, piling them on the wooden porch in the front of the cabin. Fitz would see the clothes and know what she did. He'd be quick to follow her. Daniel underestimated his son; at least, this version of Fitz. He wouldn't sacrifice Kinsey for his father's goals, not with everything the three of them planned, not now that they discovered the way to be together, that they needed to be together.Mandy braced, shifting, her bones popping, body stretching as the tawny fur of her panther slid from under her flesh. She fell to all fours, her feet and hands turning to massive paws before she even touched the ground. She gave a quick shake of her head,
Her head pounded, her stomach churning with nausea. Kinsey wasn't sure what they gave her, but she knew it screwed with her senses. She remained in her panther form, huddled on the cold floor of… She panicked. Where the hell had they taken her? She tried to inhale some scent to give her an idea, but all she could smell was the sweat of humans, the fringes of Enoch's magic, and what seemed to be iron. Memories of what happened to her flooded her mind as she tried to move. Opening her gold eyes, she noticed the iron bars around her. A cage! They stuffed me into a damn cage.She forced herself up onto her paws, pain screaming from her right leg when she put her weight on it. Her body was sluggish, her mind still a little groggy. The floor of her cage was solid wood, while the walls and ceiling were inch-thick iron bars. She seemed to be in some sort of warehouse. By the scents that reached her, the place hadn't been used in a long time, dust and decay filling her nostrils. Windows set hig
"I'm surprised you actually came up for air," Dimitri said with a chuckle. "Hell, when I first marked Adira we stayed locked in the cabin for days. We didn't even realize we ran out of food until we finally wore ourselves out, and that was just the two of us. I can't imagine how much energy three of you would have."Fitz sat across from Dimitri at Gracie's Diner, sipping his third cup of coffee. "It's kind of hard to stay naked when you're afraid the Order will bust down your door and kill your mate." The smell of greasy burgers filled the air as plates and glasses clinked against each other. The diner was filled almost to capacity as nearby residents of Bull Creek and Holopaw filled their bellies with lunch. The bell dinged by the pickup window as plates of steaming food passed through the window, waiting for the servers to swoop by and deliver it to hungry customers. Another bell dinged over the glass door as people walked in and out, either starving or satisfied. "Trust me," Fitz sa
Kinsey watched as Mandy left through the front door. She didn't really blame Mandy for needing some time away. The three of them had been glued to each other since they entered the cabin on Sunday. While it would have been nice spending this hump day doing exactly that, Kinsey knew they all needed a break to sort through the sudden waterfall of emotions their animals forced upon them. Life just took a dramatic turn for them all.Kinsey poured herself a fresh cup of coffee and headed to her bedroom. They had been so busy exploring each other's bodies, they never took a moment to unpack Mandy and Fitz's clothes completely. Not that it mattered much. With as much sex as the three of them had over the past couple of days, they hadn't really needed clothes. Of course, even with as much as they may have wanted to remain that way, eventually they would need to mingle again with the rest of the world, and for the most part, that would require clothing. If only the rest of the world were as com
For the next two days, the three of them never left the cabin, even choosing to order in their food, instead of venturing out to stock the shelves. They spent their time exploring each other's bodies in the bedroom and sitting around the cabin exploring the possibilities of the future. Their panthers were calmer; at least, in the manner of the mating call, they were. In terms of the lust that filled the room, they were as insatiable as their human counterparts. The three of them had a difficult time keeping their hands and mouths off each other, and Mandy found herself buried between Kinsey's legs several more times since Sunday.They agreed there would be no sleeping in separate beds. They would live together, love together, sleep together, and every other together that existed. They weren't separate relationships trying to coexist; they were one relationship with three parts. Unorthodox, perhaps, but for them it would be how they lived. Mandy bore Fitz's mate mark, as did Kinsey, and
Fitz remained quiet after his statement about a new alpha, leaving the packing of their motel room to Mandy. Guilt filled him because he hadn't even considered how Kinsey would feel about returning to Draven Falls once he told her about his father's plans. Of course, he hadn't really thought beyond protecting her, so it wasn't like he made future plans. Hell, he wasn't even sure what the future held. He moved moment-by-moment right now, reacting more than planning his next step. That had to change.Mandy finished packing, and the three of them loaded the trunk of the car before heading back to Bull Creek. Mandy attempted to get him to talk more, but after a few short replies, gave up and talked with Kinsey, instead. By the time Fitz pulled into Kinsey's driveway, he couldn't even remember the drive there, his mind churning over how he would take over the family from his father, and whether that was even possible. Taking over the family was never something Fitz thought about, believing