[Briar’s POV]“There you are.”Miles’ chipper voice is the first thing to reach me as I rush into the precinct out of breath and covered in sweat.“I was beginning to wonder if you decided you didn’t want this job.” He continues as I wonder what kind of trouble I will get in if I hit him. “Anyway, follow me.”Not waiting for a response, he begins to move, heading toward his office where I’m sure my first assignment is waiting for me.“Have a seat,” he announces, nodding toward the chair in front of his desk.Nodding, I do as he instructs; I take a seat and then glare, wondering what the hell was actually going through his head for him to not even try to find me when I disappeared the previous night.“Well?” I demand, crossing my arms and throwing a leg over the other. “Explain.”“Explain what?” He asks, eyeing me calmly. “I don’t know what on earth you’re talking about.”“Don’t play dumb.” I warn. “What friend allows a friend to just go off with some random person?”What the hell was
[Ciaran’s POV]“Yo, Angus, I’m here.” I call, banging on the door in front of me. “Open the fucking door!”Stepping back, I watch and wait until the asshole pulls open the door and peeks at me, his eyes bleary, making it clear that he just woke up.“What the hell, Ciaran?” He growls as I move forward, shoving him aside so I can enter his self-proclaimed den.It's just as messy as I remember and smells like shit, but since this was a request of my brother's, I couldn't just turn around and leave now. At least, if I wanted to live peacefully.“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” I huff, heading to his office and taking a seat. “Weren’t you the one that insisted I be here today?”Last night when I returned from drinking, I found Ryu waiting for me like the good little messenger that he is. Imagine my surprise when he told me that my brother wanted me to accompany Angus in meeting a new possible weapons dealer. Usually he wouldn’t bother with such a thing, so I was more than a little curious
[Ciaran’s POV]“Eat and drink what you want; it’s on me.” I announce, keeping my gaze fixed on my little mate, who looks like a terrified rabbit that could hop away at any given moment. “Money is not a problem.”After a bit of convincing, I managed to get my little mate and her companion to come out with me to have a meal and a drink. Of course, I wished that it was only my little mate and I, but I was pretty positive her friend wouldn’t allow us to be alone, or maybe he would since he let me steal her away the night before. However, I wasn’t going to push my luck. Not yet, not when we were still in the early stages of our relationship.“Just a water and salad for me.” My little mate announces, pushing her menu away.“That isn’t a proper meal.” I point out, knowing there was no way that was all she eats given the perfect amount of fat and curves on her. “If you won’t order something more, then I’ll order it for you.”“She’s a picky eater.” Her friend offers, causing my annoyance to fl
[Ciaran’s POV]I watch as my little mate slowly moves away from me, her friend close to her side. Even if he was getting a bit too close to that which belongs to me, I was going to turn a blind eye for the time being. I wasn’t worried about him taking her, not when she was meant for me, but if I so much as found him trying anything funny, well, that was a different story. Keeping my gaze on them, I wait until they’re out of sight before turning and heading back home for the evening. There was no reason for me to remain in the heart of the city since my business was complete, and even though everything in me screams to follow my mate and then wait until she is alone to have my way with her, I don’t listen.When I return home, I head straight to the shower, washing the scent of human and alcohol off of me and then wrapping a robe around me. Still dripping, I head to the kitchen and prepare to have a drink but stop as the sound of wings rustling reaches me.Ryu. Why was he here again wh
[Briar's POV]A smoky room with the lingering scent of cigarettes and alcohol. A single spotlight fixed on me, casting my silhouette across the audience. The smooth, sexy beat begins to play. And a single pole that will become my lover as I put on a show.This place is my home and my place for digging. A small club called Claire Delune, fixed in the heart of the city, is the prime spot for gang lords, criminals, and dark characters alike.It is because of the clientele that I work here. They are the ones who can give me the intel I need to solve the biggest unsolved mystery in my life.Who or what killed my brother.My name is Briar Atwood, and I'm twenty-one years old. I'm an orphan who lost her parents at the precious age of two due to a car accident. After that, my brother, who was thirteen years older than me, became my caregiver and my only family despite only being in high school.He did everything he could to make sure that I lived a good life, even going as far as joining the
[Briar’s POV]“Why is it you?”The words are leaving my lips before I can stop them, but honestly, I don’t care if he gets offended.“I thought you would be happy to see me.” Jeffrey cooes, leaning back on the black leather sofa that he lounges on. “Especially since we haven’t seen each other in months.”“For good reason,” I point out, crossing my arms. “When I broke up with you, I told you to not come find me.”Frowning, I examine the man in front of me, noting that his wavy brown hair is styled in a new way and he has grown a goatee that I can only assume he thinks makes him look sexier. I mean, it does, but I’m not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that. Not when we were no longer together.“Come on, baby,” he sighs, standing to his full six-foot-five height and walking toward me. “I told you that I had a momentary lapse in judgment and that it would never happen again.”Grimacing, I remain in place, watching as he continues to close the distance between us, and when he
[Briar’s POV]My heart begins to hammer in my chest as the man I thought that I knew starts to shift from man into beast right before my eyes.“Je-jeffrey,” I stammer, trying not to show my fear. “What’s going…”“Aw,” he murmurs, his voice guttural and garbled from the sharp teeth that are starting to fill his mouth. “Are you afraid, baby?”Was I? Of course I was! How could I not be when a human was shifting into something else entirely right in front of me, but would I admit it to him? Hell no!I needed to keep a clear head and think rationally, because I was certain if I made any rash moves, it would end up getting me killed, but what could I do to get him to let me leave?“I’m sorry,” I whisper, hating myself for it, but wanting to appease him. “I’m sorry that I acted stubbornly.”As I speak, I reach out and gently brush my hands along Jeffrey’s cheek, which has begun to sprout hair. It pricks at my skin and makes me want to recoil, but I continue to move in hopes this will calm th
[Ciaran’s POV]I stare at the woman leaning against the wall, clutching her ribs while her whole body shakes. She’s clearly weak and useless, but even now in this place with two monsters so close to her, she’s staring fiercely like a lioness ready to attack at any second.Smirking, I continue to watch her while the delicious scent I smelt earlier on wraps around me.So it was you. I think inwardly, understanding what this meant and hating that such a weak fucking human was the one the goddess intended for me.“Please,” she repeats now, taking my silence as disagreement. “I’ve promised to give you what you want, so please…”“Shut up!” Jeffrey growls, lashing out at the woman again only to be stopped by me. “What the hell are you doing?” He roars, turning on me. “You dare touch me when you’re…”“I’m what?” I ask, testing his arm until I can feel the bones beginning to break. “What am I?”Of course, I already knew what he was going to say. I was his lackey. I was hired to help him deal w
[Ciaran’s POV]I watch as my little mate slowly moves away from me, her friend close to her side. Even if he was getting a bit too close to that which belongs to me, I was going to turn a blind eye for the time being. I wasn’t worried about him taking her, not when she was meant for me, but if I so much as found him trying anything funny, well, that was a different story. Keeping my gaze on them, I wait until they’re out of sight before turning and heading back home for the evening. There was no reason for me to remain in the heart of the city since my business was complete, and even though everything in me screams to follow my mate and then wait until she is alone to have my way with her, I don’t listen.When I return home, I head straight to the shower, washing the scent of human and alcohol off of me and then wrapping a robe around me. Still dripping, I head to the kitchen and prepare to have a drink but stop as the sound of wings rustling reaches me.Ryu. Why was he here again wh
[Ciaran’s POV]“Eat and drink what you want; it’s on me.” I announce, keeping my gaze fixed on my little mate, who looks like a terrified rabbit that could hop away at any given moment. “Money is not a problem.”After a bit of convincing, I managed to get my little mate and her companion to come out with me to have a meal and a drink. Of course, I wished that it was only my little mate and I, but I was pretty positive her friend wouldn’t allow us to be alone, or maybe he would since he let me steal her away the night before. However, I wasn’t going to push my luck. Not yet, not when we were still in the early stages of our relationship.“Just a water and salad for me.” My little mate announces, pushing her menu away.“That isn’t a proper meal.” I point out, knowing there was no way that was all she eats given the perfect amount of fat and curves on her. “If you won’t order something more, then I’ll order it for you.”“She’s a picky eater.” Her friend offers, causing my annoyance to fl
[Ciaran’s POV]“Yo, Angus, I’m here.” I call, banging on the door in front of me. “Open the fucking door!”Stepping back, I watch and wait until the asshole pulls open the door and peeks at me, his eyes bleary, making it clear that he just woke up.“What the hell, Ciaran?” He growls as I move forward, shoving him aside so I can enter his self-proclaimed den.It's just as messy as I remember and smells like shit, but since this was a request of my brother's, I couldn't just turn around and leave now. At least, if I wanted to live peacefully.“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” I huff, heading to his office and taking a seat. “Weren’t you the one that insisted I be here today?”Last night when I returned from drinking, I found Ryu waiting for me like the good little messenger that he is. Imagine my surprise when he told me that my brother wanted me to accompany Angus in meeting a new possible weapons dealer. Usually he wouldn’t bother with such a thing, so I was more than a little curious
[Briar’s POV]“There you are.”Miles’ chipper voice is the first thing to reach me as I rush into the precinct out of breath and covered in sweat.“I was beginning to wonder if you decided you didn’t want this job.” He continues as I wonder what kind of trouble I will get in if I hit him. “Anyway, follow me.”Not waiting for a response, he begins to move, heading toward his office where I’m sure my first assignment is waiting for me.“Have a seat,” he announces, nodding toward the chair in front of his desk.Nodding, I do as he instructs; I take a seat and then glare, wondering what the hell was actually going through his head for him to not even try to find me when I disappeared the previous night.“Well?” I demand, crossing my arms and throwing a leg over the other. “Explain.”“Explain what?” He asks, eyeing me calmly. “I don’t know what on earth you’re talking about.”“Don’t play dumb.” I warn. “What friend allows a friend to just go off with some random person?”What the hell was
[Briar’s POV]“Ciaran.”The name rolls off my tongue easily and smoothly as if it is a name that I’ve been using all my life.“Ciaran,” I repeat, digging my nails into his broad shoulders. “That’s it, Ciaran.”“Good girl,” he rumbles, strengthening his thrusts so his monster of a cock hits my deepest of places.Shit, it feels good, so much better than I could even imagine. How was it that one person could make me feel like I was fading into oblivion like him? Was it because we were practically strangers? Was it because we could be caught at any second since we were in a car? Or was there something else between us? Something so much deeper than mere emotion?“More,” Ciaran growls, snapping me out of my head. “Scream my name, little mate.”Little mate.This wasn’t the first time he called me such a thing, but it didn’t make sense. However, that didn’t matter and was something I could think about later. For now, all I wanted to do was get lost in the pure bliss I was feeling from being f
[Ciaran’s POV]I don’t move, my fingers hovering just beneath my little mate's pants, waiting and begging to dive beneath them where her soaked cunt is waiting. Goddess, it’s frustrating to wait for the go-ahead, but I wasn’t one to force anything on anyone. With all the women throwing themselves at me since I was young, I had my pick of playthings, but never in my fucking life have I wanted anyone as much as I want the woman beneath me right now.Take her.Take her.Take her.The words keep repeating themselves in my head again and again, urging me to just fucking move since she wasn’t saying no, but I remain in place, waiting and watching as the eyes of my little mate slowly darken.“What will you choose?” I ask, leaning forward and biting her shoulder so a moan escapes her. “Do you want me to give you what you and your body want, or will you continue to deny your desires?”“I…” she begins, her thighs attempting to tighten around my knee. “I…”“Open them.” I growl, reaching down and
[Ciaran’s POV]I lead my little mate through the bar and out toward the parking lot while everything in me screams to stop this and just leave her. However, unlike the first time we met, the bond feels so much stronger, and I can’t stop my wolf as it begs to have a taste of her. And frankly, this evening I wasn’t in the mood to be cautious, not when fate was continuing to bring her to me. However, there was something that didn’t make sense and that bugged the fuck out of me.She recognized me and my threat.Frowning, I reach my car and yank open the door to the backseat, and not wasting any time, I throw her inside and then climb in, slamming the door behind me. And once inside, I’m trapping her wrists between my hand, taking note of how fucking tiny they feel in my grasp. All I had to do was squeeze a little, and they would break.A human. I was mated to a fucking human. Me. Mated to such a weak being. What kind of fucking joke was this?“Why?” I grunt, trying to make sense of what w
[Briar’s POV]Later, I sit at a table with Miles, a glass of beer sitting in front of me along with some appetizers that I happily nibble on while Miles recaps our time together at the academy. As promised, after he got off work, he texted me the location of a pub that wasn’t popular so that we could talk peacefully, but to my surprise, it was busier than I was expecting.Maybe it was because a live band was playing for the evening, or it was because pool was only a dollar a game, but the place was crawling with big dudes who looked like they bullied others for funsies. However, I didn’t give a shit about them and found myself enjoying Miles's presence and the stories he was recapping from our time together in the academy.“...And then you told him that you’d kick his ass with your arm tied behind your back.” Miles laughs, taking a swig of his beer. “Do you know how shocked I was to hear such a thing? Especially from a tiny little creature like you.”“And I stood behind that.” I point
[Briar’s POV]The next morning, I stand in front of the precinct, my adrenaline pumping and my determination rising. This was it; this was the step I worked so hard to take, and now that I was here, I wasn't going to let anything stop me.Appear in front of me again and I'll fuck you.That dangerous man's voice pops into my head unbidden as I realize that once I’ve stepped foot through those doors, the possibility of us meeting was highly likely.“Oh well,” I mutter, pushing that handsome bastard’s face and voice aside. “You’re the one that appeared in front of me to begin with.”Settling on this, I begin to move, heading inside and up to the reception desk where a young man with slicked-back brown hair sits.“Yes, ma’am,” he says, eyeing me, his gaze slowly trailing up and down my body. “How can I help you?”“I’m here to meet with Detective Miles.” I respond, giving a smile. “I’ve got an appointment with him at nine.”Nodding, the man checks his computer, and when I’m certain he find