Chapter 46: A Petty Means Of RetributionBack Country Dirt Road, Unknown City, Unknown State....(2001) The eerie bright orange glow of a freshly lit cigarette had been all that the rather intense-looking and silent driver had in the way as a means of an active thing to command his attention. His dulled blue eyes had been fixated on the hard water battered faded yellow trailer at the very end of his sights. It was near dusk and the sun had long since disappeared from view as the icy chill filled the air about as cold as the heart of the poised man who had been patiently awaiting the inhabitants of the trailer. Heavy bags could be seen beneath his eyes and his nose being wrinkled in disgust had been part of the reason for the noticeably visible frown lines along his rugged-looking pale face. His long dirty blond locks were draped over his broad shoulders and beneath a dark cap as he slowly ran his fingers along the smooth silver barrel of the gun that rested across his right thigh. H
Chapter 47: The Short Ride Of Steel CowboysEarl's Diner, Temperance, South Dakota... True to form, old man Gunner and Rooster were already sitting at the front counter and discussing their upcoming travel plans. Taz and Goldie were getting a bit hot and heavy in the back and Art had finished inspecting the bikes and determining their condition for the road trip, despite being a short way from Temperance. He'd been of the mind to be better safe than sorry and for once Brick was inclined to agree with him. Ironclad had been ensuring the boys didn't get into too much trouble while their President had been away. Brick walked up to the counter and ordered a beer settling his nerves to ready himself for the trip ahead. Gunner seemed to be the first to notice the rather serious expression on the younger werewolf's face as he downed the beer quickly and called for the attention of his boys, Goldie included. The rowdy bunch had instinctively turned their attention to the matters at hand
Chapter 48: Mr. Saturady Night SpecialUnkown Location, Unkown State (2001)... Tearful blue eyes awakened surrounded by the unwelcome darkness of an empty room as a tiny six-year-old girl set about getting to know her new surroundings once the effects of the chloroform wore off and she found herself alone in an unsavory and unfamiliar place. A good deal of fear coursed through her young body as she attempted to make sense of what happened to her. The flickering of recollective fragments of her limited young memory of going out to a carnival with her parents and having a good deal of fun with various games and rides before everything took a turn for the worst following a trip to the portapotty. More tears streamed down her tiny cheeks as she began to believe that it had been her fault that her parents had not come back for her. She wasn't too keen on the company she was forced to keep in the form of the blonde woman that she'd run into at the carnival and the silent man who often
Chapter 49: So Much For BoundariesForest Lake High School, Temperance, South Dakota... Once more Layla Quinn found herself distracted as school had finally let out for the evening and her thoughts made their way back to her last afternoon with Brick Kenneally before his most recent departure on assignment for Sheriff Tillman. Derrick was of the mind to give her odd looks and smiled at her every chance he got as he pretended to fan himself with his hand and mouthed the words about recalling everything he walked in on at her place. Layla narrowed her eyes at him as she knew he couldn't hold water and was eager to tell both Amy and Casey about what went on between her and Brick. She dreaded their input as they had also been of the mind to tease her about her newfound affection for "the big bad biker man", as Amy called him beforehand. "So," said Amy rushing toward Layla with a big wide grin filed across her pale face. "What's the latest on your biker man?"Layla's cheeks turned re
Chapter 50: Slimy Fish And Sharp TeethThe Outskirts Of Temperance, South Dakota... Roaring engines and the rapid sound of furious winds had been all Howler M.C. President Brick Kenneally could hear as he sped down the winding road with his gang behind him riding in formation. They were of the mind to keep riding given the short distance between Temperance, South Dakota, and Wyoming. Rooster had spoken of being in the area a while back and knowing a few places to lie low and take in the atmosphere before venturing into random towns and asking questions. He narrowed their travel down to minor exploration given that the moon would still be full and none of them wanted to risk shifting in the middle of the town and terrifying the people. He was quite anxious to get the job done as he was more interested in seeing what this cold case had been about and the added bonus of getting done and venturing back to Temperance to be with Layla.The Howler M.C. pulled up a-ways just before t
Chapter 51: Getting Down To BusinessThe Sherif's Office, Grand Street, Keeding, Wyoming... Brick had been in a foul mood ever since he captured the bail jumper Clive Taylor and he was even less pleased to have to venture to yet another sheriff's station. Clive looked to have been beaten up in a running gauntlet with sharp objects he was so covered in scrapes and bruises. The local sheriff didn't seem to mind as he greeted the well-welcomed guest into the establishment along with his captors. Brick tossed the idiot Clive into the waiting officers' hands and glared rather menacingly at the lawmen that stood before him. He had not much liked it when they had him jumping through hoops but the prospect of the cold case had intrigued him to the point that he had complied and then some despite it being a difficult thing not to end right there and then Clive after the bumbling idiot threw beer in his face. He had managed to reign in his temper of course and now he wanted to see the resu
Chapter 52: The Ruff And Rugged TypeInterior, Earl's Diner, Temperance, South Dakota... Another long shift and a day of waiting tables had been before Layla Quinn as she entered Earl's Diner and set to work getting ready for the upcoming lunch crowd. She had not stopped thinking about Brick Kenneally nor his larger powerful arms when he held her close to him before departing for his newest assignment for Sheriff Tillman. Pheobe seemed to notice her lack of enthusiasm for the moment and shook her head. She'd been feeling a bit of the same when it came to missing her biker beau as well. Layla set to work clearing dishes and taking orders as her day began. She had expected the handsome biker to stroll in and ask for his usual cherry pie with a side pitcher of beer. Her father being home had not been easy on her as she found herself dreading what the new week would hold as she moved about the diner as if on autopilot while getting to her shift. There was always the usual crowd th
Chapter 53: Sweet AnticipationInterior, Earl's Diner, Temperance, South Dakota... The end of Layla's shift had not come fast enough for her as she set about still waiting tables and cleaning dishes. Pheobe had done her fair share of the heavy lifting with the crowd from the lunch rush and The Howler M.C. occupying the place. She'd been more or less pleased to see that her boyfriend of sorts had returned with the crew and took as much time seeing to his needs as she dared despite the hectic shift. Layla had been scrambling for the most part as Brick watched her from his usual seat at the front counter while polishing off his whole cherry pie and pitcher of beer. He had seemingly been as anxious as she was for her shift to be over and the crowd of customers had not made that already lingering anxiousness any better. Brick wasn't much of a people person and had been quite annoyed with the number of men vying for Layla's attention be it for food or their none-too-subtle attempts at
Chapter 101: Hounds From Hell Unknown Location, Unknown State... Snakeskin boots touched down onto white dust as the infamous killer kidnapper known fully as Jarrett Quinton Beaulieu slid out of his truck. His keen narrow eyes had been fixated on a rather impressive but barely held-together hunting shack as he gripped a silver barrel shotgun and made his way up the small wooden steps and into the front door. There had been a good deal of blood splattered about the place, remains and carcasses of dead animals of various kinds, and an occasional human body or two shot through the heart and lying where they had been dropped Jarrett had not been a stranger to nature, no stranger to nature at all when it came to men, women, children and animals alike.As he huffed and stomped about the darkened shack, he took note of the box of silver bullets that had been laid out on a makeshift table splattered with blood and animal guts. The flies had not yet gotten to the place but the rancid stench
Chapter 100: The Call Of The RoadLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Dawn had brought with it a series of aches and pains but none had been substantial aside from overexertion, Brick's gray eyes burst open as he found himself once more naked as the day he was born and surprisingly alone in Layla's bed. The groggy werewolf sighed as he slowly sat up in bed and eased his way out from beneath the tangled sheets. His sore muscles rippled and he seemed to have little regard for the fact that he'd been naked as the minor breeze lashed against his bare skin once he'd been out of the sheet and bed. He took long slow strides out of the bedroom his unruly nostrils flaring as the all-too-familiar scent of Layla Quinn filled them. He found her standing alone out on the porch dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, his t-shirt, with a cup of coffee in her hands as she seemed to stare out into the open wilderness. She didn't seem to take notice of him as he
Chapter 99: A Distractive IndulgenceLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The constant beating of the wooden headboard had been quite the indicator as to how intense Brick's thrusts had been becoming as his thick cock delved deeper inside the tight confines of Layla's sodden sex. The naked brute had been all for indulging, but there had scarcely been a woman alive that could keep up with his wolfish stamina and the added sensation of Layla clenching around him as she gripped his body tighter made it all the more exciting for the beast that dwelled within. Brick fought to keep it at bay, knowing all too well that he could potentially get carried away and harm the poor girl when that had not been his intention. She had begged him for a distraction, and he'd opted to deliver but he had only done so after a promise of discussion when the time came. She was determined to hit the road with him, a rather tricky thing given his true nature and
Layla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The keen gray eyes of one Brick Kenneally opened to find that he'd been in a now darkened bedroom with a still slumbering Layla Quinn resting amid the torn and tattered sheets that lined her bed. She'd still been quite naked, her pert breasts as visible in the semi-darkness as her lean belly, shapely hips, and thighs had been before night had fallen. He had no recollection of what had transpired before his having had sex with Layla a second time that afternoon aside from the heavy fog and a lingering headache that had only seemed to cause him a bit of a problem when he'd been on the verge of giving in to his beast blood during and before a full moon. Brick lay silently on his back, his naked muscular frame as bare to the elements and the chilling cold that filled the bedroom due to the shift in temperature given the night, he welcomed it, a refreshing change from the lustful heat that held him an
Chapter 97: A Feral's CallingLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... All around the heavy drops had been giving the old yellow house a run for its money pelting against the rooftop and window panes in rapid succession. The constant beating of the thick wooden headboard that lined Layla's bed and the back wall of her bedroom continued to resound as the mattress shifted and slid beneath the weight and intensity of Brick Kenneally's forward thrusts and backward motion. His larger naked body towered above the smaller lovely lass whose hair had been as wild and as sweat slick as his when their act had truly gotten underway. Their bare bodies had been exposed as much to the cool chill in the bedroom as it had been to their mutual gazes. Brick's massive upper body riddled with muscle and tension as he flexed pumping his well-toned hips in frequent succession all the while he'd been in between Layla's slender thighs.Frequent and heated kisses passed
Chapter 96: A Far Gone ConclusionThe Bathroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Despite his best efforts to keep silent about his slipping out of bed with Layla to answer the call of nature as intended, Brick found it very annoying that the moment he'd lined his impressive cock up to the toilet bowl the sound of his rushing urine had splashed about loudly echoing through the formerly darkened house as he attempted to hurry and get back to bed before she'd awoken. It had taken quite a bit of time to get her to relax well enough to fall asleep, given the day she had with her whole life being revealed as one big and tragic lie right from the mouth of the man she called father himself. Brick sighed as he attempted to make sense of the mess Jarrett Quinn's actions had made of his life and the life of young Sara Downes, selfishness had been the name of the game, and yet he knew without a shadow of a doubt that the old bastard had not been solely to b
Chapter 95: The Ballad Of Layla BeaulieuOpen Road, Outskirts of Temperance, South Dakota... Puffs of white smoke filled the old pickup truck as the lone driver's low blue eyes took in the sight of the vast horizon that appeared around him while drawing a long slow drag from the thin white stick that balanced between his harsh pale lips. He'd been a man on a mission for quite some time and the more distance he put between himself and the body he left on the highway, the more the reflections of a rather sinister past began to plague his already weary and twisted mind. The rugged angry man in the rattlesnake cowboy hat and worn blue jeans and a short-sleeved white t-shirt with muddy dust-blown brown cowboy boots was indeed born Jarrett Quinton Beaulieu, but he had gone by the name "Jarrett Quinn" for a good seventeen years. The memory of the night he'd taken it upon himself to put an end to his drug-addicted ex-wife due to her having smothered his little girl right along with her n
Chapter 94: A Rainy Heart To HeartLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... The pelting of the rain had continued against the roof of the old yellow house that had been a staple of Layla Quinn's childhood for as long as she could remember but the realization that it had merely been a figment of a false childhood and symbol of her captivity had finally set in, still, she held on to the better memories that had come along with the house, like meeting Brick, who had been snoring rather deeply beside her after their latest romp. She had never met a man like him before, despite his being older, she'd truly felt loved and comfortable when she'd been in his arms. He had been the first person to make her feel safe in a very long time and now she'd known the uncomfortable truth as to why that was. Layla let out a small sigh as she rested her head against Brick's bare chest, marveling at his many well-toned muscles and the fact that his strong hear
Chapter 93: A Natural ImpulseLayla's Bedroom, The Quinn Residence, The Backwoods, Temperance, South Dakota... Nightfall had been a rather silent affair as Brick Kenneally found himself awakening in Layla's bed with both of them as naked as the day of their respective births and sprawled all over the mattress. Given their newfound relationship, it had not been an altogether unusual sight. However, Brick found that not only was he still lodged inside the still-slumbering younger woman's tight sex, but that his cock had been renewed in terms of his arousal. He could hardly recall much of what happened the previous few hours, as the rut had gotten to him and he'd been a slave to the will of the moon, although not up for quite a few hours, Luna's reach had been quite prominent when it came to Brick's scarcely hidden wolfish side and bid that he lay claim to the girl as he should have on the first night he'd taken her. The man and beast had been at odds over what sort of claim they ha