“Is this the trail Jason was talking about? The one he said you made him run through?”“Nope, he doesn’t know about this one. As you can see there isn’t a walkway. But I have taken this trail countless times to know my way through it. The one he was talking about is a mile down the river, this one has a link bridge to the cabin,” Cole replied. Isabelle chuckled. “You really fancy your privacy, huh?”“I don’t like people all the time." “Duly noted.”“Don’t worry, I love having you around,” he said. “Lucky me,” Isabelle cooed. He laughed dropping a kiss on her upturned face again. It was quite a walk, but Isabelle didn’t mind. She enjoyed every second spent with him and loved how securely he held on to her, shielding her from the element. She rubbed her face against his chest, enjoying the feel of him.“Keep that up and I won’t wait till we get to the cabin to fuck you,” he said. She giggled, burrowing even deeper against him. “You say it like it is a bad thing,” she whispered
“Cole…” she whispered in fervent need, feeling herself begin to drown in his arms. Shortly after she felt warm water springling over her hair and she need not look to know he had brought her inside the shower stall. But then he didn’t stop suckling on her nipples, ever so gently, making her let out a shaky breath, feeling powerless and vulnerable with the paralysing coursing of pleasure in her very soul. Her pussy ached for attention and she mumbled it in words. Cole was unrelenting. His tongue flicked out and continued to stroke and graze the taut flesh, sucking, tugging, causing her to writhe in his embrace.“Ohh…” Isabelle cried. “Please!” she begged, not quite sure of what she was begging for. She definitely didn’t want him to stop. When he finally let her feet touch the floor, she held on to him, shaking visibly. Cole lowered his lips to her ear and whispered, “Touch me.”Isabelle slowly obeyed, placing her open palms to his pectorals, she slowly dragged her hand down his well-
Cole’s eyelids flickered open and he stared up his barn-like high-ceiling for about a minute before a smile stretched out his lips. He lowered his gaze at the black mane of curls tucked under his chin and he craned his neck to press a kiss atop it. Isabelle stirred against his body and he shut his eyes briefly, revelling in the sheer pleasure of her warm skin against his. He imagined the life they would share; how he would wake up every day—or some days at least for the rest of his life, with her snuggled against him like this. He found it was something he was looking forward to. But then before they can have that, he needed to create a safe environment for her and not just her. And of course, execute all the mother fuckers, posing a threat to her. The soft glow in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a steely gaze. Pressing another kiss to her hair, he carefully withdrew from her. And as soon he broke the contact he felt cold and he hated the feeling. With Jaw clenched he th
“I was granted immunity because Alexander claimed me as his family. And as long as I remained under that banner, myself and my descendants are protected no matter where they are and everywhere they go. And there would always be people watching out for them...” “How convenient. I suppose these individuals protecting them could also be used as their executioners— right?” Cole said rhetorically and chuckled — the humourless kind. “I take it these people are still in operation?” “Yes, your father made provisions for them and even you can not revoke it.” “I imagined he would,” Cole said and something Jerome told him the time they came for him replayed in his head, and he added, sitting up, “Do I have those types of men watching me?” “I dont know—” “How then did Alexander get information about me and my missions?” “I told you, Cole, there are some answers I don’t have.” “Wait... Is Rufus part of the founding fathers of these people you speak of?” “I doubt it, your father uses them
When Cole got inside the room, Isabelle was lying facedown on the bed with the cover sheet barely covering her ass. Cole smiled and climbed the bed, lowering his face to the curve of her back he pressed a kiss to her skin and slowly brushed his lips against her skin. trailing them up to her back. Isabelle moaned softly and Cole pressed a kiss to the side of her lips. “Good morning, baby,” Isabelle said. Her voice was soft and whispery. “Good morning, beautiful,” Cole replied, raking his fingers through the hair at the back of her head to cup her head. A relieved so profound filled him up inside, knowing now and having the proof that she was fine. “I have plans with the rest of the guys to go for a bit of grooming in town and I want you to come along, so you can enjoy the whole experience. And that’s my way of saying I want you with me…” Cole said against her ear, nibbling on the shell of it. Isabelle moaned. “How do you intend to pull that off. It must be dangerous or something
A few minutes later, Cole packed in the parking lot of a fancy restaurant, turned to Isabelle and said, “What would you want for breakfast, love?” Isabelle gaped at him. That was one question she had never recalled being asked, ever! She always ate what she saw and never even tasted anything quite memorable until she meant him. Cole unaware of what he had caused, turned to the back and held Amelie’s gaze. “And you, ma’am?”“Please. Cole, call me Amelie!”“Sorry, habit—” he said and grinned. Isabelle turned to hold her brother’s gaze who shrugged noncommittally. She began to chew on her lower lip, a nervous reaction that Cole recognised. He frowned and reached out to cup her jaw. “Babe, you can have anything you want just tell me.”“Even if I want grilled chicken or roast fillet with chips and dessert?”“Whatever you want, babe,” Cole said grinning at her. She smiled. Cole leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss to her forehead Isabelle saw Xavier smile. “So, madam, do you want grille
Cole’s trip to the bank from the restaurant took about eight minutes, the streets were not as crowded as they would have been if it weren't snowing again. And Cole found as a result of his newly gained abilities – thanks to Isabelle, he didn’t feel the cold as much nor was he out of breath from the running. Instead, he felt even more vigorous. Pushing the bank door open he walked instead and was approached by a security man about six feet tall and of heavy build. “Good morning, Mr Miller. It’s been a while,” the man greeted. Cole smirked at him. “Hey, Jordan how is it going?” Cole called out in a quiet tone, the entire place was always as quiet as a tomb, he always felt it a crime to speak in a normal tone in the enclose3d space. It was way worse than a library. “It’s going, still here,” he said with resignation.“Did you try again?” Cole asked automatically. Ever since he had come into the bank some years back in his uniform, Jordan had thought it fitting to let him know he was i
“Good morning, officers—” Jason said, pushing back his seat to come and offer the men a handshake. They took it and Jason expertly introduced them as first-time visitors, making everyone call out a greeting or wave to the officers. He deftly flash his identification and everything seemed to be going well until one of the officers said, “Are you guys the owners of the trucks outside?” “They belong to our host, he had to step out for a bit—”“Is he a serviceman too?” another one asked.“Those are pretty heavy vehicles for an ordinary serviceman’s paycheck,” the third one interjected. “Well, we are on—” before Jason could finish his statement, the door was pushed open again and everyone turned in the direction. Cole strode in carrying a box that must weigh at least fifteen kilograms. Isabelle felt as if her body suddenly deflated. She somewhat felt lighter, knowing whatever happens from there on, Cole would handle it. Her confidence in him made her almost smile. As if he had a magic
“No!” Rufus yelled, Cole turned to him and smash the butt of his gun against his head, causing his forehead to bleed. “You fucking injected my woman with wolfbane, and dared to try and kill Aaron!” “You bastard! You killed my son!” Rufus cried loudly in evident anguish. It was clear he had lost his mind. “Oh, I intend to off all your fucking sons! You idiot!” “That’s a shame—” a voice sounded from the doorway. Cole looked in the direction and saw a man that looked like Rufus holding Opaline by the throat, and when Isabelle startled forward, he brandished a gun at her. Isabelle stopped. “If any of you animals move, I will drop this and we will all die...” the newcomer said, using the barrel of his gun to tap on a grenade he held against Opaline’s throat — the very type Ash used a few minutes before, everyone stepped back except Isabelle. “Hello, Cole Miller, your father was an arrogant asshole, but I still liked him, I was looking forward to meeting you. The way he talked about yo
“Oh, hell, no! Not on my watch!” Cole muttered and ran to the open space, ignoring the fact that he was left defenceless, trusting Jason and Ash to cover him. Isabelle gaped at him, watching as he opened fire on the guards by the doorway. Isabelle watched in frozen horror as two bullets hit him on the chest, and another on the shoulder, Cole only grunted hard but pressed forward. He didn’t stop until there were no more guards still left standing by the doorway. “Is this guy on drugs?!” one of the Weres asked with disquiet. “He is fucking insane!” another interjected. “Yes, he is,” Jason said with an admiration that made Isabelle smack him on the shoulder. “Sorry,” he said in a whispered plea, and then added, “but only the insanity part. I wouldn’t have him any other way!” He smirked and pushed away from safety to join in. Ash and his men joined him. A new wave of guards came out from the house and the other side of the woods, brandishing automatic guns at Cole and the rest o
Angel let go of the man and offered him the water. He snatched the bottle and gulped down the water, then he eyed Angel before he took the steak and gorged it down his throat. Isabelle passed another bottle of water to Angel and the other Were directed his gaze passed Angel to settle on her. The pain that cloud his eyes at the sight of her made her swallow. “They killed her... raped her to death...” he growled and then whimpered in obvious pain, curling up on the floor. Angel grabbed him by the shoulders and snarled “And if you don’t get your shit together, you will never be able to avenge her! Get a hold of yourself, Wolfe, or this will be it for you! I don’t fucking have all night!” Angel said, barring his teeth. The other wolf nodded and fought to contain his emotions. Angel then offered him a change of clothes, and he accepted it. Isabelle and the other ladies moved back to allow the rescued Weres to change, and then one of the Were asked, “Why does this human smell like
Cole signalled to Ash to wait with his team, beckoned Jason, mind linked with Isabelle to follow him then asked Xavier to mind link with Hallec, Darrow, Wulfrun, Opaline, and Tiana to come with them. The chosen Weres followed Angel closely, heading into the side woods to a secluded area about 5 minutes walk from the house, but it only took the Weres three. Angel brought them to a clearing in the woods and Cole could see a large iron grate-like shield, spanning about five meters of the grounds. Angel climbed atop it, looking down into the hole. Xavier went to join him, and Cole and Jason followed. Looking down through the iron bars, Cole could see an iron ladder leading down into a pit and the stench was killing. “Heavens! This is where they are?!” Xavier asked with gritted teeth, his anger was evident
The following morning Cole and Xavier asked to speak with Ash privately, and shortly after the other man peered into the study before entering. Xavier was standing by the window and Cole was by the liquor cabinet. “Thanks for honouring our call Ash—” Cole said and almost bit his tongue for the nonsense. It was quite obvious he wasn’t comfortable speaking with another man about his choice of a partner. Heck! If it weren’t for the impending mission he would have let whatever the two were playing at work itself out. What’s the point of living if you have to keep it safe all the time? A deep frown formed a groove in between his eyebrows. It was plain he would not be a perfect person to discuss the topic of ‘the birds and bees’ when the time comes. He evidently sucks at it. He doubted Isabelle would approve of him telling their kids to explore as much as they want. He wasn’t a parent yet and that scenario had him imaging an angel giving him a disapproving glare. He shook his head as if th
A gentle tap on the door woke Cole up and his eyes automatically went to the wall clock. He sighed. He had fallen asleep curled up with Isabelle in front of the fireplace on the duvet he had dragged from the bed. Lying there and chatting with her about their future felt right. It felt beautiful and now he just needed to go and secure that future for all of them. He disengaged from her and she turned her face to hold his gaze “Xavier needs me...” Cole said, lowering his head to plant a kiss on her lips. “Okay,” she said. Cole got up and quickly threw some clothes on before leaving the room when he got downstairs all the Weres were there including Ash. Cole sighed. He figured if Tiana hadn’t told Ash yet who she was he would have to be the one to do it or speak to Xavier about it. The last thing he needed was a surprised lover, freaking out at the wrong time and messing up their mission. He nodded a greeting to everyone and walked in the direction of Alexander’s office he had
She walked to the bathroom door that was at a corner of the opposite wall to the door she came in through, and slowly pushed it open, leaving it just slightly open. Cole was under the shower and his entire body was lathered and on display. Isabelle’s heart shook. He stood under the shower with his hands pressed to the wall as the water washed off the soap slowly on his body. Isabelle allowed her eyes to follow the flow down his deliciously sexy body. It reminded her of the time back at his cabin when he had washed her body and made her wash his too. “Touch me...” his raspy voice echoed in her head, and she leaned against the door frame watching him as her body flamed up for him. Cole heard the adjoining door open and knew she was coming before she got to the bathroom door. He could feel her gaze on him and could smell her excitement. The thought and the scent of her, mingled with her arousal affected his body in an unbelievable way. It was as if he could feel exactly what she was f
“Belle?” Xavier called, causing her to snap out of her musings. She realised everyone had sat down and she was the only one standing by the open French door like some social recluse. She flashed a smile that she hoped didn’t appear as a grimace and went to take the seat next to Xavier and Amèlie. The others started to eat, and low murmuring filled the room. They were all so aware of the male servants, standing by, and close to the side walls, evidently there to wait on them, but that didn’t make it less awkward. When she continued to sit still without reaching out to eat, Xavier gave her a gentle nudge with his leg, and she winced delicately, before reaching for her food. They were first served with an appetizer and Isabelle slowly tasted the chicken soup before she started to eat. They were on the main course dish when Cole entered the room. Two male servants quickly went to serve his appetizer, placing it by the head of the table. “I am sorry. I have been quite a terrible host.
With chest heaving, she breathed through parted lips returning his scrutiny. Cole took the seat beside her. Reaching for her hand, he held it firmly in his and then leaned into her and took her lips in a searing kiss. Isabelle gasped, confused by his actions, but he didn’t stop. The taste of whiskey on his tongue mixed with coffee coupled with the effect of his drugging kiss made her gradually lose herself in the kiss and it wasn’t long before she completely forgot why she was scared and where she was.When he finally let go for her to breathe, her eyes searched his smouldering ones before darting to the open window shield behind him. She found then that they were airborne, and the plane had stabilised. She swallowed. “I’m sorry, I haven’t—” she said. Cole raised his hand to brush a knuckle against her cheek. “Don’t do that… Don’t apologise to me. I'm sorry, I should have realised, and come sooner,” he replied and the tears she had been fighting to hold back spilt down her face. ‘