GiaI blanched at that comment and slumped helplessly over his shoulder. These guys were over six feet tall and made from a mountain of muscles. They would murder little old me with a flick of their fingers. The driver of the van got out to help, and my captor dropped me down and restrained me from behind. He held me so hard I thought I felt a rib crack."Please, I won't tell anybody what I saw," I whimpered.He pushed his nose against the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply. "You have his essence all over you," he murmured. "Hunter scum.""What? I don't know what you're talking about," I sobbed."His seed. You reek of it," he rasped, sounding disgusted by it.Could they still pick up a guy's scent even after I washed it off? What the fucking fuck?I was in way over my head, and I knew it."He was in the club where I work. I don't know him. I was just paid to dance for him," I made feeble excuses, clutching at straws. "I promise . . . it's the truth.""So you're just a half-fry human
Gia"Forest Hills?" I replied, sounding a little confused. "I thought this was Whitehaven?"The guy jerked his head backward with a quizzical scowl. "How the fuck do you know about this place?""But you just said that this was Forest Hills. Make up your damn mind," I spat back in retaliation."Claw, quit fooling around and grab her before she takes off," the guy who kidnapped me yelled, his tone holding a warning growl."This is Whitehaven," Claw answered my question. "Forest Hills is the town we're in. What I can't figure out is how you know about it.""Like fuck I'm gonna tell you," I replied, readying myself to run.I had never tried to run with my hands tied behind my back before. It would be just my luck to fall face-first into a steaming pile of cow shit.Claw second-guessed my next move and shook his head. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."The guys all chuffed with laughter as if this was their daily entertainment. The others dragged the women into the warehouse like they wer
Kian“I hate to break it to you, guys, but we've got a traitor in the club,” Alpha Jax spoke in his gravel-rough voice, his piercing blue eyes ablaze with fury.“One of our own has been pulling all kinds of shady shit, and the elders are all over it,” he growled, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Drugs . . .” He flicked his gaze to me, knowing how much I despised that filth. “Stealing firearms from the docks.” Jax huffed an exhausted sigh.“But those are the Reaper's guns. Who the hell would be dumb enough to steal from him?” Blade spoke out, saying what we were all thinking.Jax nodded in agreement. “Exactly. Who would be dumb enough to pull that shit?”We all exchanged suspicious glances, but no one came out and said what they were thinking. There was only one person I had in mind, and he was right at the top of my shit list.“The problem we have is that our name is being dragged through the mud. We're being blamed for this. Someone wants us gone, and they've recruited one of our own
KianAce and Blade were already riding out through the front gates. The thundering music of bike engines roared like tigers as they raced along the street. Our clubhouse was in the shittiest part of our neighborhood. All residents knew to run and hide as soon as they heard us coming.A couple of prospects were standing guard over the entrance. They gave a curt nod toward me as I rode past, showing me that they recognized their superior. Just as well. I was only planning on dealing out one death sentence tonight, and that was Claw's.We cruised down to the abandoned warehouse that Claw had supposedly claimed as his den. His ride wasn't anywhere to be seen, but there were telltale signs that folks had been there recently. Deep tire tracks scored through the dusty earth at the front of the building and deeper ones tore up the dirt track that weaved through the fields. No one came in that way unless they were smuggling something into the state. I had a bad feeling about this.“Where the h
KianHer blue eyes locked with mine, searching for the slightest hint of a lie. She had that look of distrust about her . . . like she was used to people letting her down. That was all about to change. If there was anyone she could learn to count on, then that would be me. It had been a long time since I had held anyone dear to me. Too long since I treasured something close to my chest as if it were the most precious thing on this earth. My whole future was staring back at me, crying out for me to seize it. The beast in me wanted to sink its teeth into her neck and claim her for my own, but a faint voice inside my head was beseeching me to hold off. To give her time to warm up to me and learn to love the monster I’d become.I pulled out a switchblade from my back pocket, and her eyes flared wide. Maybe I should have warned her first, and I sure as shit shouldn't have chuckled, but I just couldn't seem to stop myself.“Hold still, I’m just gonna untie your hands.” I tried to make my vo
KianGia borrowed a spare pair of jeans and a pair of Claw's stinking old boots to ride home in. The second we reached my apartment, her eyes scoured around the lively streets like she was anxious to be out in the open. The guys from the opposite apartment were burning a pile of mail and newspapers in an old rusty trash can. I curled my fingers back and forth, signaling her to take off the boots. She did as I instructed, and I hurled them into the flames, glad to be rid of them. For a shitty back street alley, the ground was clear of splintered glass and debris thanks to Gunner being such a neat freak. At least she wouldn't cut her feet on the asphalt.“Here we are. Home sweet home," I indicated, pointing to the iron staircase at the back of the tattoo shop. They zigzagged all the way up to my apartment.Gia glanced up, squinting her eyes. "You live here?" She didn't sound appalled, which was a plus point. More like intrigued."Yeah, ever since I turned sixteen and could afford to pay
Kian"Here, why don't you freshen up and let me take care of everything else?" I said, handing her the bundle.She was just about to apologize for being a burden, but I exaggerated clearing my throat with an abrupt, “ahem”. "Go on, get." I jerked my head. "I need to square a few things with the Prez and have the doctor check you over."Gia bobbed her head and smiled. As soon as I heard the soft click of the bathroom door closing, I pulled out my phone and called Dr. Rayne. She informed me she would be over within the hour, so I contacted Jaxton next."Hey . . ." He answered the call in an anxious tone. "Blade and Ace told me what happened. I thought I gave you strict instructions to bring all captives to the clubhouse? What part of that order confused you? Because it seemed pretty straightforward to me.""I got this one, bro. Just trust me on this, okay?" I replied, pacing the living room floor."It doesn't work that way, and you know it. We need to find out what she knows. Maybe she
Kian"I went there hoping to follow those guys back to Whitehaven. You could say I got my comeuppance." She toyed with the food on her plate, pushing the rice to one side with the tip of her fork.I continued to eat, stabbing my fork through another chicken ball."How come you knew about this place? What connection do you have with Claw and the Hellhounds?" I asked, trying to connect the dots."My mother said that my dad was from around here. I don't know Claw or any of those wolves you mentioned. I assume they were wolves. Claw mumbled something about them being filthy mutts. All I know is that they're going around kidnapping women to use as fuck toys and baby-makers. That fucker Claw was about to rape me before they called him away. Something about the Alpha wolf being onto them . . . or something like that.""Alec from Whitevale. I guess they've rattled all the wrong cages," I said, mulling that over.Jaxton would be relieved to hear about that. If Alec White learned of their antic
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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