Kat's POV I get up on my knees before him on the bed. Slowly and delicately I lift his shirt exposing his lower abdomen before lifting the shirt over and off his frame. Looking into his golden eyes one last time I lean forward and kiss him right above his jeans. I unbutton them and slowly push them down his legs and he steps out of them. I beckon him forward onto the king sized bed along with me. He follows my silent instructions without hesitation. He looks intimidating in all his glory. His firm chest flexed with each movement and I found myself under his spell. Even on his knees he was tall, too tall for what I need of him now. I push him backwards with my hands on his shoulders. Again he follows my silent command obediently. With his back flat against the bed I climb over him and kiss him deeply on the lips before making my way down to his chest and then his abdomen. The rippling muscles of his abdomen are firm against my lips and I lick the ridges seductively. His huge hand crad
Kat's POV The measurement of time was man made and arbitrary. There were twenty four hours in a day. Sixty minutes in an hour and sixty seconds in a minute. So how was it possible for time to slow down like this? How is it that the hands on the clock seemed to move backwards instead of forward? I was counting every second and yet time did not move. I wasn't entirely sure how much time had actually passed since he left. Amelia was long asleep on the couch beside me. Jason had been in the backyard the entire time waiting for some sign that he was needed. Sam had put her boys to bed and seemed so calm. Her entire aura was calm almost as if she didn't have a care in the world. "Sam, how do you do it? I feel like I'm going crazy." "Well, I've lived here my entire life. This is just a part of life for us here. However you're feeling i
Kat's POV It had been a week since the attack and Shaw has been on edge for the last few days. He was confused about who would hire some random pack to attack us, and he had been trying to get to the bottom of it. His new routine consisted of...well I wasn't quite sure. He always came home freshly showered after being at the den all day long. He still slept beside me every night but I missed having breakfast and dinner with him everyday, but his peculiar work schedule has made that nearly impossible. Poor Amelia has been asking for him all week and I made his excuses to her telling her he was busy at his job, but being three years old that only meant so much to her. Today is the ice fishing competition and Shaw said he would be here to pick us up around noon so we could go as a family. However at noon Jason knocked on my door making excuses for Shaw which had become the norm. "Where's Shaw?" I cross my arms in irritation. "He's caught up right now. He'll be done soon but come on Sa
Shaw's POV Today Jason shouldn't have said anything about anything. Now I had to dodge Kats' questions which I really didn't want to do. She was still skating alone where I left her and I felt like a dick for brushing her off that way. I had come to the conclusion that the picture had been taken at her fathers funeral before I even knew her and yet it was being passed around now almost a year later. Things weren't adding up no matter how long I searched for answers and it was driving me to the brink of insanity. Actually what I was doing the last few days was insane. I did the same thing everyday expecting different results. I beat the shit out of Cal, the one who had the picture originally and waited for him to remember anything else about the attack. He hasn't yet, but I wasn't anywhere near done with him. I went to the outer territory looking for anything that could tell me where the other rogues went once they left here. Where were they hiding and when would they be back? Fuck I
Kat's POV "Yes, it's me. How are you? I'm so glad you answered. Your mother must have told you I've been trying to reach you." He sounded as prim and proper as ever. Ugh I rolled my eyes. "Uh, fine. I don't understand why you would want to talk to me, we haven't spoken in years." "Come on Katty don't be like that." I sit on the couch with my elbows on my knees. This day couldn't get any worse. I wasn't even sure why I was still on the phone with this guy. My stomach was in my ass because I already knew Amelia will be brought up. "Stop calling me that it feels much too personal and we're practically strangers after all." Petty? Maybe, but I stand behind it. "Listen, I know the way things ended between us was less than ideal but I'd like to see Amelia." "Why would you want to see MY daughter William, I don't understand." He let out an exasperated sigh on the other end of the phone. "She's my daughter too, Katherine." I took a deep breath and laughed right into the phone. I l
Noah's POV My body felt stiff and ridged as I came to. I could smell damp earth and the rank stench of death. Old decaying death, not a fresh corpse but something else. As I opened my eyes taking in my surroundings. I realized I was in a decrepit old shed that barely managed to stay upright. My arms were fastened behind me with chains. "Ah, rise and shine sleeping beauty." called an enchanting clear voice. Following the sound, I turned toward the shed door and saw a beautiful woman in a sleeveless red gown. Her skin though olive toned somehow managed to be pale. Her lips were Lucious and full and she was smirking. Smirking with lips as red as her gown, like the cat that got the canary. She walked as though she floated on air. It was unnatural and my wolf was on high alert. "Noah, it's great to finally meet you." She stood before me, and the smell of death overwhelmed me. I looked up at her captivated by her strangeness. "Who are you?" My voice sounded odd to my own ears. "I'm so
I looked in the rearview mirror to see Amelia still sleeping soundly. Her blondish brown hair had fallen around her chubby face. She had done so well on this long journey. We were almost to our destination. Lake Orion was a very isolated town in the heart of Alaska surrounded by miles and miles of greenery and we were it's newest residents. I used part of my inheritance to buy a quaint little two bedroom home where Ame and I would be comfortable to grow. The grief of my fathers passing struck my heart again and tears fell down my face. My father was a great man and his life was cut short due to a drunk driver hitting him head on. Amelia didn't fully understand the concept of death at her age, but when she saw her grandpa get lowered into the ground she cried too. It seemed as if our lives was filled with nothing but loss and that's what inspired me to move to a completely new part of the country. We left Connecticut and took on the grueling trip mere months after my fathers death. I
"How's the pizza so far?" asked Jo as she came to check on us."It's fine. Can we actually have the check and a to go box please?" I asked quickly. The sooner we left the better. I felt out of place here and it saddened me. Why the hell didn't I consider this possibility before I moved my daughter here. I mentally kicked myself."Sure thing." Jo left right away to retrieve the items I requested.I paid the check and told Jo to keep the change."Ready baby girl?" a loose ebony curl tickled my ear as it escaped my braid."Ready mama." I helped her down from her seat and grabbed her hand before turning and facing the man who stared me down since walking in a short while ago. When I finally saw him I lost my breath. Good lord he was fine, his skin was tan hinting at native heritage. He had long dark brown hair touching his broad shoulders. His eyes stared back at me a beautiful shade of honey brown. He had a scar along the right side of his face, his o