DANIEL POV
I snarl as I finally rip out the filthy scandral's throat and shift. His bloody dead body slowly shifts back to its human form, and I study his features intently. I need to find out who these men are and why they were targeting Samantha.
I have a pretty good feeling they are from the Layne's original pack, but I have to be certain.
"DAN," Finley roars, and I whip around to see my pack circling the first wolf who tried to attack my mate.Stanley has managed to pin him down in wolf form without killing him. Studying the dead body leaves my mind. The other males of my pack stand tense and ready in a circle around Stan and the attacker to ensure he doesn't try anything.
I march towards him naked and bloody with one thought on my mind, "defending my mate."
"Shift," I order loudly, and his body
DANIEL POV "Where is she," I ask as soon as I walk in the back door to see Lauren sitting in the kitchen by herself. Samantha's vanilla and jasmine scent isn't fresh inside like it is outside, and the fact makes my stomach sick. I hope I'm wrong. "She's gone, Dan. She ran right after I got her to the house...and she gave me a kick with shifter strength right to the gut before she did," Lauren says without getting up off the kitchen stool. I take in my member's hunched appearance as David rushes to her side. "Are you okay? Did she hurt you," David asks, sounding panicked, and I tilt my head to watch the exchange. Suspicions start to creep up as I watch his eyes dart back and forth from her face to her stomach. "No. I'm okay. It hurt when it happened, but everything is fine," Lauren says, soothing her panicked mate, and I sigh. "Lauren, if you're carrying a pup, you need to let me know so I can help with keeping you safe," I snap, getting irritated at wh
SAMANTHA POV "Well, Angelica, I think we might have to leave the house. Mommy is officially out of food," I sigh as I close the fridge I have opened at least a hundred times today. The basic supplies I had the cleaning ladies bring didn't last me long. I slowly make my way towards my bedroom, already dreading my first solo trip to town. As I go past the front door to get to the stairs, the doorbell chimes, and fear instantly fills me. My body immediately freezes, and my heart begins to pound. I even slow my breathing to try to keep whoever it is from hearing me. "Hello, I am looking for the granddaughter of Hazel Layne. My name is Marcie...My mom was an old friend of Hazel's," a woman's voice calls from the other side of my front door. My body's frozen state slowly defrosts, and I take a deep breath. My heart rate declines a little, and something within me says I shouldn't be afraid. I know I can't live in fear forever, and being fearful of every living, breathing per
SAMANTHA POV "It seems Hazel didn't want anyone reading these," Marcie huffs as we finish searching the last draw in her bedroom. Finding Hazel's diaries hadn't been hard, but finding them locked was definitely disappointing. Marcie had immediately begun searching the dresser draws, and I had followed suit. "Well, guess we will never know," I whisper, and Marcie laughs. "Oh, don't worry, honey. She might have made sure the latches were made of silver to deter a wolf shifter, but you are a cougar. Before you left the ranch the other day, you kicked Lauren hard enough to send her flying...a normal human can't do that, my dear. You are tapping into your shifter strength. Probably because you have met your mate, so don't worry, here one day soon, you will be able to pop those heavy latches yourself and get the answers you seek," Marcie says, and confusion hits me."My mate? I met my mate," I ask, completely bewildered by her statement. "Yes, my dear, you have. Why do you thi
DANIEL POV My cellphone rings for maybe half a second before I have it pressed against my ear. "How did it go," I ask, and my mother chuckles at my eagerness. "She said she will come over. She wants only you and Lauren in the house, though. She isn't ready for everyone. I don't know if she will want to talk. I tempted her over by mentioning shopping with Lauren. Your pregnant mate is out of food," Mom says, and I immediately growl. "I should have had one of us pick her up some supplies. I didn't even think about her food situation...But...she is willing to come over," I ask as my mind returns to the fact that she agreed to come see me. "Yes, but you need to keep calm and give her space. I have a feeling she wants the company but doesn't want a clingy mate jumping on her when she returns," mom says, and I groan slightly. "I know that. It will just be hard. I mean, I haven't seen my mate in three days, Ma. My bond is fresh and screaming for me to go to her," I growl, and
SAMANTHA POV I can feel his eyes on me...studying me and observing me...They are like heated laser beams on the side of my face and body. It's as if he is relearning what I look like. "You had food, right? You haven't been without this whole time, have you," Lauren asks me, and I raise my eyes to her's cautiously. She gives me a small smile paired with pleading eyes, and I instantly feel guilty. I remember the kick I gave her to the stomach, and I feel even worse before finally answering. "No. No, I had the cleaning service stock my kitchen with the basics before I arrived. But they didn't last me too long. Between pregnant snacking and bored kitchen raiding, I picked over what I had pretty..." I say before Daniel's sharp voice cuts in. "Are you hungry," he basically yells and my cheeks redden as I'm forced to look at him. "Umm, yes. I was just saying the meager supplies I had the maid service bring dried up yesterday," I reply, trying to sound calm before glancing at
SAMANTHA POV It's been two days, and I still don't feel any better. I don't know if I want to pursue learning more about this untouched side of myself. I have always had a powerful sense of who I am. Now, all that confidence has been shaken, and I am questioning who Samantha Layne is exactly. I stretch my arms and sigh before climbing to my feet. Spending more than an hour on the floor is too rough for my growing belly. "Geez, why couldn't she hide the keys under her pillow," I mumble as a muscle in my back pulls from the strain of getting up.I have searched every nook and cranny of this massive house for the keys to my grandmother's diaries. But I have only managed to find dust bunnies and some old financial documents. My latest search was underneath the old antique bed in my grandparent's bedroom, which was really my last hope. I stand up straight a little too quickly, and my head spins a bit. I place my hand on the side table to steady myself, and as I do, I feel a cr
DANIEL POV I sigh as I check my phone for the millionth time today. I have made sure the volume is all the way up probably twice an hour for the past two days. But still nothing. I had hoped when Sam went back home after shopping with Lauren, she would get in contact with me, but that hasn't been the case. I have been trying to give her space and let her adjust just like mom told me to before leaving, but a man can only be patient for so long. "You keep frowning like that you aren't going to age very well," Fin says as he enters the kitchen through the back door. I grunt in response, and Boyd slightly chuckles while following right behind him. "You would be just as bummed if your mate wasn't giving you the time of day," Boyd says before plopping down beside me. His words don't help the growing hole in my chest, but they make Fin shutup. "Alright. Alright. I will stop picking on our Alpha. What do you want for dinner, big brother? We put in a good day's work toda
SAMANTHA POV "I really will be fine, Dan," I say again as he follows me to the car after feeding me to the brim. "I need to do a run around your land, Sam. I want to make sure no one is getting close to my mate or her unborn cub," Dan tells while shooting me a crooked smile that makes me want to blush. "Okay fine," I reply, a little breathlessly, and Dan's smile grows. He knows what he is doing to me when he does that; I know it. I climb into the passenger seat of my car, and he drops into the drivers' seat immediately after. My nerves grow higher and higher as the silence seems to become a thick fog within my small car. He pulls out of his drive and I slide my hands under my legs to keep them from fidgeting. During dinner the conversation was light and smooth between all of us, but now that I am alone with Dan, I'm nervous. I don't know how to go about bringing up our "mate" relationship. I had told him I was ready when I arrived this evening, but I honestly don't know wh
SAMANTHA POV Oh God, what have I done? I scream the thought to myself as I follow Daniel's scent trail into the old pine forest. It's been hours since he left. I tried to give him time to cool off and come back to me, but I think that was a bad idea. I need to find him. I never meant to hurt him or behave as if I am unhappy to be pregnant again. I'm just stressed. Angelica is amazing, but she is a lot of work. If we didn't have the pack's help, I have no idea how I would get everything done. And I don't even do that much. I also wasn't a massive fan of being pregnant the first time. Yes, it was a magical experience, but I disliked all the heightened dramatic emotions that made me not act like myself. Plus, being that big is extremely uncomfortable. You can't sleep or even walk without experiencing growing pains. I hit an area in the forest that is denser than the others, and I decide to shift. He should be close enough to hear me yell. "DANIEL," I yell out with m
DANIEL POV "No, Boyd and Mike went over to Andrew's. They are helping him move his larger furniture. The movers delivered his stuff before we arrived," I answer as I pat my favorite horse. I have missed the smells and sounds of home so much. It's so peaceful here compared to Florida. Florida is awful, to be honest. I have no idea why humans retire there. It smells of mold and dirty water. It's humid and loud. Plus, it's the home to alligators. I leave the stall and head for the tack room. I want to check on everything. Not because I don't trust my men, but because I have missed doing it. I have missed the routine and the scents of Wyoming. I have missed working away my stress. "That's nice. Is Andrew comfortable with that," Stanley asks as he follows me with his hands tucked in his pockets. "Yeah. He commente
SAMANTHA POV It's been a week since Margaret Polk's body was found, and you would think we would be over it, but we aren't. The funeral is today, and I have no idea how I am going to hold myself together. All week the press has been harassing and torturing Andrew with in-depth questions that tear at my heart. They ask him what drove his son to murder. They ask him whether he abused his wife or son. They asked him if Adam and Margaret were having an incestuous affair. They ask him if Kelly O'Neal was a part of the relationship. You name it, they have asked it. When they tried to bring Angelica and me into it, he shuts them down. He denied them any further interviews and said if anyone went near us, he would sue. All in all, it's been an absolute nightmare. "Love, I believe Boyd is all set with all of Angelica's things, but I might be wrong. He has four bottles, two pacifiers, a change of clothes, and a crap ton of diapers... Is there anything else you can think of that he might
BENJI POV Mariah leans in a little closer as Lauren continues to eye her suspiciously from across the table. My anger towards the pregnant female grows. The other members have all moved past the fact that she is here, but Lauren is refusing. She is purposefully making Mariah feel uncomfortable, and I am ready to tear her hormonal head off. The only people that needed to accept Mariah were Luna and me. Lauren needs to realize we have accepted Mariah as a pack member. My mark is on her flesh. "The Hay sold, so that's a relief. I spoke to a couple of companies about the foundation of our future home, but without a set blueprint, they can't move forward," Stanley says, and Finley nods while swallowing his bite of brisket. "I'm sure Luna will move forward with the house once she returns. Right now is a stressful time," Finley says, and the stiffness in Stanley's shoulders eases. His face creases with sympathetic emotions, and we all feel that familiar pinch of sadness for wh
DANIEL POV "This seems promising. There is an off-road path to the water here," Boyd says, and I nod. "Roll down the window. See if you can smell anything," I urge, and he instantly follows the order. He closes his eyes and inhales the outside air as we slowly drive down the dirt/grass road. After about two seconds, his eyes snap back open. "She's here....and not just her normal smell. Her body is still here. This whole area smells like death," Boyd whispers, and I roll down my window. As soon as the first wave of air enters the car, I smell it. I smell death and decay emitting from somewhere nearby. I slowly stop the car. Boyd and I climb out in silence. The pit of my stomach is tight, and I almost feel nauseous thinking about seeing her. But we have to do this. We have to close the c
DANIEL POV "Sam said he would have chosen a spot with water. He might have been crazy, but he wasn't an idiot," I say as I drop one of Margaret's shirts in the backseat. Boyd and I already familiarized ourselves with her smell, but bringing her scent along will help. "Did he have any special spots," Boyd asks as he rounds the car to the passenger side. I nod as I recall mine and Andrew's private conversation last night. "Yeah. Andrew said he loved to fish. He gave me a list of the most private spots. But the thing is, most of the areas have some pretty big predators. Alligators being the main ones. We might be searching for a body that is being digested. So let's focus on locating her scent. We won't focus on finding the body, just her scent. I think Andrew would benefit from just knowing her final resting place," I say as I s
BENJI POV RATED R I growl as my dominant side pushes forward. Her lips try to keep up with mine, and it makes my fire build. I love that she didn't give up. I love that she refused to just let me walk away. I love that she took charge, but now it's my turn. I need to show her that I do want her. That it was my hurt pride talking. Her words reminded me of my fear when we voted. How I felt knowing if my pack said no, she would have to leave. She is right. I said I wanted her, and I do. I trust that what she is saying now is the truth. It just hurt my pride that she didn't come back for me. I wanted to be the reason. When she brought up everything she did, it made me angry again. It made me forget what I already knew. She is mine! I want her! We will forgive her, and she will earn our trust. I growl as I let my index claw grow. I slice her dirty dress in half at her back, at she gasps. She pulls away to look at me, and I smirk. "Show me what's mine, sexy kitty," I growl,
BENJI POV "Mariah," I say as I open the guest room door. She has been hiding out ever since Lauren blew up, and I need to check on her. I haven't checked on her yet, and I feel like a terrible mate, but it's because I don't know what to do. My heart is torn between loving my mate and loyalty to my pack. I never thought I would have this dilemma. I thought I would meet my mate and she would love me. That's how shifters are. The only time a shifter has to work harder is if their mate is human. They have to win their mate over and reveal their true identity. But a shifter with a shifter mate has nothing to disclose. Both their inner animals call to one another. They love instantly...except in my case. My mate is a secret assassin sent to kill my Luna. Kill my Luna, not because of her crimes, but her family's crimes, which is bullshit. My Luna is an amazing woman. She is strong, loving, and loyal. My mate has been dishonest and withdrawn....ahhhhh. "I'm here," Maria
SAMANTHA POV I don't know why I am so nervous. I mean, Andrew is one of the nicest men I have ever met. He shouldn't blame any of this on me. I know I had no control over Adam's actions. But I also know people who are grieving aren't always rational. He could have warped what happened in his mind, because he is upset about losing his loved ones. I mean, I did kill his son. He could be upset about the way I handled things. He could think I should have used nonlethal force. He could be disappointed that Adam never got his day in court. "Do you think seeing me will be too much for him," I ask Daniel quietly as he follows the rental car's GPS? "What do you mean? Too much? Are you asking about whether he can handle you being a shifter" Daniel asks, giving me a quick glance? "No. No. Well, that too...But umm, I was meaning he might get upset when he sees me. I mean, Adam killed his wife, and now Adam is dead. And Adam is dead because I killed him. Andrew might resent me," I