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Rescued by the Beast Forty
KianI couldn’t sleep.Violent thoughts whirled around my head like a tornado. I wanted to hunt down and kill Claw, but that was a dumb idea. It had to be done right. There was no way I could wage a personal war without dragging the entire club into it. Gia was mine, and that was the second half of the problem. One thing was stopping me from telling her that. I didn’t want to influence her choices. If she felt any spark of attraction toward me, it had to be as nature intended. Not because I turned all “caveman” on her ass and dragged her to bed by her hair. That wasn’t me. I wasn’t Claw.Gia didn’t deserve a moron like him, or a monster like me. She deserved so much better.It was usually peaceful out here on the balcony top at this time of night. A high-pitched war was taking place in the parking lot. I peered over the rendered wall to scan the ground below. Two stray cats were fighting like Berserkers and making enough damned noise to wake the dead. It made a change — me being a spe
Rescued by the Beast Forty-One
Kian “I . . . I have a criminal record,” I stammered. My inner voice was screaming, “No! What the fuck are you doing? You’re going to blow it!” Gia settled into a kneeling position. “Big deal. Me too.” “But I’ve killed people.” I didn’t know why I confessed that, but I figured we better lay all of our cards on the table. Gia made a “meh” face. “Yeah . . . I can’t say I relate to that, but I’m pretty sure my cooking gave a former roommate the shits.” I just told her the butt-ugly truth, and all she did was wrinkle her nose with indifference. Okay, I can work with this. Maybe I do have a fair shot at this mating game. “So, you can’t cook for shit?” I joked, making light of it. Gia narrowed her eyes with a smirk. “So, you’re a stone-cold killer?” she quipped. “Are you scared?” I asked, feeling the sexual tension build. “Should I be?” she replied, circling her finger around my pectorals. The heat we were throwing off was stifling. It was only a matter of time before one of us p
Rescued by the Beast Forty-Two
GiaI woke to the piercing sound of the smoke alarm. My eyes took a second to adjust, and as I swallowed my heart back down, I sucked in a lungful of bacon-infused air. Bacon and burned toast.“Shit! Fucking grill,” Kian complained from the kitchen.Just when I thought he couldn’t be more perfect, he exceeded my expectations by cooking me breakfast. Or at least he was trying to.I flung back the comforter and got out of bed, stretching my arms with a yawn. My bruises were gone. There wasn’t one visible mark on my body. It was as if nothing had happened.My stomach rumbled, and I followed the charred scent wafting my way through the smog. Kian was standing by the stove wearing the boxer briefs he’d slept in, tossing a burned piece of toast between his hands.“Fuck, that’s hot,” he growled.“You know what they say; if you can’t stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen,” I commented, announcing my presence.Kian sent the toast hurtling through the open window like a smoldering Frisbee. No
Rescued by the Beast Forty-Three
KianJust as I expected, there was an ocean of bikes parked outside the clubhouse. Two prospects stood guarding them. No one got in who didn't belong here. Those were the rules.Our dress code was simple: shit-kicking biker boots, jeans, and leathers. For women, it was anything worthy of easy access. The only females here were the ones who served beer or fucked for cash.“You remember what we talked about, right?” I whispered beside Gia's ear. “Let me do all the talking.”Some guys were stalking around outside, eager to catch a glimpse of my woman. Their curious stares enraged the bear inside me. It was thumping his chest like a warrior, preparing to destroy anyone who came too close to Gia."Yeah, I have no problem with that,” Gia assured, removing her helmet and hanging on the handlebar.I spoke in a gruff whisper, “You just stay near me; nobody’s going to hurt you.”Gia's eyes darted from left to right, inspecting her surroundings. I could appreciate that it wasn't a five-star esta
Rescued by the Beast Forty-Four
GiaTwo days ago, I saw a side to Kian that scared me. The rage in his eyes only came from experiencing a taste of Hell. I’ve seen it before because I’ve lived through it. Unlike some people, Kian isn’t too far gone to be saved. I know there is a good man lurking underneath all that pain and anger. He just doesn’t like to show it because he’s afraid to seem weak.“Do you want to watch one more episode before we call it a night?” I asked, noticing Kian yawn for the third time in five minutes.“Nah, let’s go to bed and cuddle,” Kian replied, his words sounding sleep-drunk and slurred.We spent the past few days eating pizza and binge-watching Lucifer, seasons one to three, and we still had more to go. I didn’t think he would enjoy it, but it seemed I was wrong. My man couldn’t get enough of Mr. Morningstar’s amazing personality, which meant Kian and I did a lot of Netflix and chilling, but we hadn’t crossed the point of no return yet. Sex was on the horizon; it was killing us both to re
Rescued by the Beast Forty-Five
KianGia didn’t seem to mind me tying her up. I probably should have asked her first. My problem was that I failed to engage my brain before I acted. It was a flaw I needed to work on. At least she knew I’d never hurt her. I was crazy about her. The fact that she submitted to me was a display of trust. I’d do nothing wrong to jeopardize that. Now it was time I returned the favor and confided in my woman.“I’m ready to talk about them now,” I told her, holding her against me, stroking my fingers down her back.“Okay,” she murmured, listening. “Take your time.”A slither of moonlight pooled in through a gap in the curtains, highlighting the curvature of her body. The filthy bastard in me was loving the view and was disinclined to cover her. She seemed content to draw warmth from me.“My parents died when I was sixteen.” I started from the middle because that cut was the deepest. “They were soulmates, but they fought a lot. Dad drank himself into oblivion, and Mom lived to get high. Half
Rescued by the Beast Forty-Six
Kian“Yeah well, there’s more,” I told her. “Mom was holding a letter. I had to pull it from her fingers to read it. It was a hand-delivered telegram from the council of elders, telling her that Dad had been killed in action — shot dead by hunters. My old man — my hero — gone. Just like that.” I snapped my fingers. “My life went downhill from there on in. Mrs. B passed away. I killed a man in the Cage, and as a result, they kicked me out of school. Goodbye, scholarship. Lucky for me, the Roughnecks had my back. The rest is history.”This was me, letting my walls down to show her my vulnerable side, giving her the chance to cut and run while she still had a chance.“So, then you came to live here,” Gia inquired. “This is going to sound like a stupid question, but do you still miss them?”My lips curled into a wistful smile. “Sometimes. I guess their ending was poetic, in a fucked-up way. They couldn’t stand to be in the same room as one another for too long, and now they’re entombed to
Rescued by the Beast Forty-Seven
KianWe spent the rest of the day decluttering my apartment. Gia took great pleasure sorting through my “crap” until everything had a purpose and a place. I had to admit, she pulled a miracle in the space of three hours. She filled several garbage bags full of junk and piled them up on the balcony. My bike parts had to go through the process of elimination; anything that was surplus to requirements had to go. I was in no position to argue. They had been sitting there gathering dust for years.Gia's cleaning regime was like a nesting instinct that human women experience when they fall pregnant. It's in our instinct to prepare for the arrival of our offspring. Her hormones were giving me all the right signals, setting off my primal urge to rut. Tonight was operation “mark and mate Gia”, and I had spent the entire afternoon making sure everything was perfect. I ran through the list in my head one more time.A warm bubble bath — I'm on it.Scented candles — check.Champagne on ice — fuck,
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Rescued by the Beast Epilogue
KianJaxton called around early, just like he said he would. He hadn’t been able to sleep a wink either. Gia had fallen asleep during the early hours after exhaustion won over and dragged her into the land of dreams. Kellen woke up the same time as I did and helped me to feed the twins. Jax made Blaze some pancakes using bottled water he brought from the Clubhouse. The Clan leaders urged the local businesses to chip in and lend a helping hand. It meant that water and food parcels went out to those who were in dire need of aid, and it surprised us all when the Forest Hills ranger Jeeps drove through the slums distributing handouts. The once forgotten people of the Hills had been remembered, and this united us all under one banner.“Thanks for breakfast, Uncle Jax,” Blaze said after swallowing the last bite.Jax ruffled Blaze’s hair. “You’re welcome, Squirt.”Blaze craned his head back with a huge grin on his face. Gia shuffled into the kitchen at that point and helped herself to some c
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-Seven
GiaWe were getting ready to leave the lakeside park when a warning siren echoed around the mountains. Blaze screamed, my heart stopped with terror, and Kian and Dad shielded the girls in their arms. The few couples and families that had come to enjoy the weather began to flee back to their cars.“Mommy!” Blaze wailed, trembling as I scooped him up to run.A ranger Jeep came hurtling down the trail, announcing through a speaker phone that there was no need for anyone to panic, but they needed to evacuate the lakeside due to a suspected water contamination. People panicked and were rushing to get out of the lagoon.Like any frantic mother, I checked Blaze all over, looking for skin rashes, burns, or anything that might indicate he had been injured. My heart was in my throat. I saw other parents doing the same with their kids. It was our worst nightmare.“He didn’t want to go into the water because he didn’t want to get cold,” my dad informed me. “He stayed on my shoulders the entire ti
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-Six
KianGia had been acting weird since she last watched me fight. She kept fussing with the kids, telling them how much she loved them. Anyone would think she had only weeks left to live. I told Jaxton that we would give the cookout a miss this time. Gia didn’t have much to say about that, but I could sense when my woman needed some timeout. I called up her dad and arranged for us to have a picnic at the park. I did suggest the forest, but Gia snorted with laughter and mentioned something about teddy bears and how humans made up stories about them having picnics in the woods. So, I scrapped that idea and bought a camping stove and some burgers.“It’s still a picnic, babe,” Gia mentioned, grinning. “And you’re still a big fuzzy teddy bear.”Kellen helped us to put the kids in to the minivan I bought, securing the girls into their travel seats.“The only thing fuzzy about me is my beard and my balls,” I retorted, ignoring her playful teasing as I packed our things onto the backseat.Our n
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-Five
Kian“Can I watch you fight, Dad?” Blaze asked as he watched me working on my bike.I flashed him a roguish grin. “One day, Fireball.” I ruffled his hair.“Will you teach me someday?” he mumbled innocently.“If that’s what you want,” I answered, switching my biker head for my fatherly one. “But don’t you want to be something else? You can be anything you want to be. It doesn’t have to involve fighting,” I told him, wanting him to find his own path and not to follow mine.We had the means to give our kids a better life than we had. If Blaze decided he wanted to go to college and study to be a scientist, then we could afford to send him to Whitevale. It was the best damn college around. Of course, Gia would have to step foot into wolf territory, and she was still a little dubious about the shifting process. I couldn’t say that I blamed her. It was bound to hurt like a son of a bitch. I was lucky to have shifted at a young age. At least then the pain was forgotten about. It hurt less and
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-Four
GiaWe said we would never go through all that again. All those sleepless nights, two-hourly feeds, and diaper changes were soul destroying. But three years later, here we were, bringing home our twin girls we called Ava and Aimee. Kian was besotted, as was Blaze. Between them, they hogged the girls and resented anyone who dared to ask for a cuddle. My boys were protective. Even Lucifer hissed curse words at whoever came calling, yelling “Fuck off!” and “Man whore!” whenever Kian’s biker brothers showed up.“Who needs a fucking guard dog when you have a featherhead with stereotypical Tourette’s,” Ace muttered under his breath.Kian rolled his eyes at his brother’s comment, and Blaze high-fived Jaxton as he walked in. Lauren followed behind him, then Blade strode in a moment later, carrying their daughter, Millie-Mae. As he put her down, she dashed off to peer in the bassinette at the twins.Lucifer squawked as Jax twirled his cage around. “Man whore!” the bird screeched loudly.“Not t
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-Three
KianGia’s belly grew bigger with each passing week, and she would stand before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, asking me the same question every single time.“Do you still find me attractive?” she would ask, patting her cute little baby bump.And I would reply, “Girl, you look more and more beautiful day by day.”She would turn to me and smile, blow me a kiss, then tell me she loved me. But the second she hit her eight-month milestone, and I wasn’t even kidding, at the stroke of midnight on that final four-week countdown, she turned into the she-bitch from hell. The baby bump expanded and had morphed into a mountain. I turned to my wife to tell her she looked like a million dollars, only for her to freeze, her head slowly rotate to glare at me like that girl from The Exorcist, and then spew a barrage full of profanities at me, calling me a lying bastard, and that I should go get my eyes checked. I played the most intense game of dodge the flying ornament as I scrambled from th
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-Two
GiaA month had passed since we moved into our new home. My dad came to visit us every Sunday, and he was a regular face at the Clubhouse cookout. He still didn’t feel like he could face his brother after going AWOL for so long, but with our support and plenty of encouragement, we helped to restore his shattered confidence. At least we had convinced him to stop blaming himself for everything that happened. Dad helped me to choose some plants for our garden, and he and Kian laid down some fresh turf, making everything look pretty. It made me so happy to see them getting along. It truly felt as if I had the family I always wanted.“Gia,” Kian called out across the garden.He was all sweaty from working so hard, and his clothes were smeared with dirt. Dad was standing alongside him, holding up an apple tree sapling they intended to plant. I emerged through the bi-folding glass doors carrying two bottles of ice-cold beer from the fridge. My guys had been hard at work all afternoon, and th
Rescued by the Beast Seventy-One
KianHer big blue eyes brimmed with hope, and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth as she grinned.“Good . . . let’s make some magic then,” I replied, wasting no time in undressing her.Ah, fuck. She’s wearing black lingerie. Black lace and heels.“The bra and panties are coming off, but you’re keeping on the shoes,” I asserted, unwrapping her like a birthday gift.She threaded her fingers through my hair, trying to hold me still as she sucked on my bottom lip like the sexy vixen she was. I toed off my boots, and she helped to tug off my shirt, then I shimmied out of my jeans, taking my boxers down with me as we kissed.A dark chuckle pushed from my lips as she writhed beneath me, pressing herself against my iron-hard cock."Please, Kian. Don't you understand that you're killing me here? I need you," she moaned, undulating her hips."What do you need, baby girl?" I began skimming my lips around the areola of one puckered nipple.She opened her mouth to order me to touch her, to
Rescued by the Beast Seventy
KianAfter a much-needed vacation, Gia and I returned to Forest Hills to pick up the keys to our love nest. It wasn’t spectacular to look at. Sure, we owned plenty of land, but the barn was a dilapidated wreck. We had to see past all the shit and debris and visualize how we wanted it to look. Gia had her own ideas, and they conflicted with mine. She wanted whitewashed walls, floaty, see-through drapes, polished floors, and decorative crap that served no purpose other than to look pretty. She made a fucking mood board and showed every female at the Clubhouse, recruiting an army of minions to peck my head and drive me insane. I spent every morning, noon, and night at the barn alongside my brothers, working hard on putting the damn thing together. We worked tirelessly for weeks. And when we were done, Gia presented me with a small velvet box containing her contraceptive implant.“It’s out,” she announced as I eyed it with scrutiny, wondering what the fuck it was. “Dr. Rayne thinks my shi
