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Jack’s heart dropped at the mention of Claire. But his temper soon got the best of him as a low growl erupted from his throat. The rogue’s head turned to the side as he eyed the first line of defense and his eyebrows raised, “so you know of this little human? Good. You can bring her to us, and we will leave without bloodshed.” Zach stepped forward, placing himself in front of Jack, effectively holding the other vampire back. “You should think again, mutt.” Distaste for the rogues plain on his tongue. “What makes you think we won’t just kill you for threatening a member of our coven?” With a sly grin, the leader calmly spoke in a sing-song voice. “Because if you kill all of us, you’ll never know who sent us or why they want her." He nonchalantly looked at his fingernails before continuing, "the choice is yours, really. But I do have a deadline to make, so tick tock, puppers.” The rogue tapped his empty wrist, then turned on his heels to head back to the small band he arrived with.
Malachy stepped into the dimly lit room as the other two men spun around to face him. He wasted no time in going to Miller's Packlands when he heard there was an attack coming. Knowing the Taylors, including Claire, were there to train with the other families, he didn’t want to take the chance that something would happen to her. He made it there in record time, considering he was hours away. He drove like a madman. Speed limits didn’t matter at that point. A rogue Mythical attack was one thing, but two within the last few months AND each involved Claire was not a coincidence. Malachy walked further into the room to shake hands with the other two men. Relief filled his chest, knowing his friends were unharmed, which meant Claire was as well. “I wish I could say it was good to see you, Malachy, but anytime you come around, it’s never really for a good reason.” Alpha Miller joked, finishing his beer before they headed over to the prison cells. The darkness of the stairwell would hav
Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Unaware they had an audience, let alone one that consisted of her father, the Alpha, and Mal, Claire mentally groaned at the whole situation. She really wasn’t expecting to see Malachy at this particular moment, and she had no clue how to react. She hadn’t heard from him after their picture “exchange” and she was still unsure of where their relationship stood. Whatever their relationship was, but seeing another guy’s lips on hers probably didn’t help matters any. She did the only thing she could think of: she squared her shoulders, turned on her heels, and walked back to her room, avoiding looking back at the group of Mythicals. Jeez...Just my fucking luck. Claire ran straight to her bathroom to splash cold water on her face as her head hung low over the sink. Her fingers gripped the edge of the basin so hard they turned white. “What in the actual fuck is happening?” her voice echoed in the tiled room. The only other sound in the tiny space was the
Claire slung her duffel bag into the cargo area of her jeep as the Taylors said their goodbyes. Group training was finally over. They could go back home and back to their normal routine. Something Claire wanted desperately. She grabbed Steph’s suitcase, started to lift it up, when another hand grabbed the top of hers and yanked it from her grasp. Claire quickly spun around to confront the werewolf beside her, “What the fuck, Sean? I don’t need your help.” She grabbed the handle and pulled, but Sean refused to yield. “I’ve got this cupcake. Go say goodbye to everyone.” Sean had a remorseful look in his light hazel eyes and a slight smile. He jerked his head towards the front of the pack house towards the others saying their goodbyes. She nodded her head and walked up the limestone front steps to Alpha Miller, Malachy, and Jack. Jack shook their hands and stepped back when she approached the men with her radiant smile. “Thank you so much for hosting, Alpha. It’s really been an in
“Soooo. You’re Marian’s cousin? Jesus, Claire. How many hot men do you get to have in your life? I think I need to go on the next Taylor family trip!” Quinn was still reeling from meeting Sean that morning at school. They all had the same lunch period, which was nice, in Claire’s opinion. Sean was the “new kid” and the other girls were giving them the side-eye, yet he didn’t pay attention to anyone but Quinn and Claire. It was a relief to Claire that they could all get along and behave themselves. Quinn was flirting as always, but Sean just smiled and played along. “I’m glad that you think I’m hot, and undoubtedly sexy. But alas, I’m such a sensitive dude and I’d hate it if you broke my heart…” He placed a hand on his chest and wiped a fake tear. “So I will do you the favor and end this heated relationship before it starts." He winked, then turned serious. "So what do you lovely ladies have planned for today?” After a quick bite of her sandwich, Claire mumbled with a full mouth, “
The next few weeks were hectic, with too many softball games to count, but winning the State Championship was worth it to Claire and her team. She also had more training and school. Claire had to focus on finishing the school year strong, preparing for the last game of the season, and graduation. Sitting at her desk, she was finishing some last-minute details on a school project before she called it a night, when a message popped up. Despite her attempts at being strong, it felt like a vice gripped her heart when Mal’s name displayed on her screen. Mal: “Working late tonight, Little One?” Claire smiled and rolled her eyes. She hadn’t necessarily been ignoring Mal over the last few weeks. She was just busy with other things. Once she was home after her games, she managed to grab a bite to eat, do her schoolwork, and then pass out; just to go to school and do it all over again the next day. Claire: “Hey stranger. Gotta focus on my assignments. Graduation is just around the corner
“Claire….dude...don’t freak out...but Trevor is here…” Quinn glared at Trevor kissing his girlfriend, Jennifer. Claire turned her head to the visitors’ dugout and saw Trevor full on making out with the chick. Now normally this wouldn’t affect Claire any, but Jennifer was also the Captain of their rival softball team, the Blue Devils. Jennifer opened her eyes and made eye contact with Claire, while still kissing Trevor. Claire just shook her head, turned her back to the PG-13 scene, and focused on her stretching. Laying on her back, she stuck her right leg up into the air and pulled on her toes stretching her calf. She repeated for the other leg but before she could put her foot down, Quinn grabbed it and pushed her leg; making Claire’s toes almost touch the ground above her head. “DAMN GIRL!! LOOK HOW FLEXIBLE YOU ARE!!!” She yelled so loud that even the other team’s fans turned to look from the stands. “Get the fuck off me!!” Claire pushed her obnoxious friend away. “Gawd. You’
She needed to focus on the game, but Claire knew it was going to be hard since her heart started pounding knowing Mal was here. She took a few gulps of water, hoping that her heart would calm down before she had to take the field again. Claire was 5th in the batting lineup, so hopefully the girls could kill it and she would have time to take off her gear before she had to bat. Her wish was granted. After the first three girls managed to score two runs and have a batter on second, Claire was on deck. She took off her gear and stepped up to warm up with a few swings. Quinn ran up to the fence, pushing up against it so much that she damn near went through it. “Just promise me now that you're eighteen, you’ll climb that sexy man like a damn tree and let him do dirty things to you…” Claire snorted at her best friend’s comment. She turned to Quinn, wanting to tease her a bit. “I’ll think about it.” She didn’t need to look into the crowd to know Mal heard her. Based on that sexy
Everyone gathered next to the fireplace, watching the orange embers glow, enjoying their jovial conversation. Mal and Marian were sitting on opposite ends of the couch, with Jack and Claire sitting at their feet.“So, kiddo, what are your plans now that you’ve graduated? Trips around the world, working right away, nothing?” Jack leaned back against Marian’s legs, swirling his whiskey in its glass, intently watching his daughter as she quickly took a sip of her water.She shifted a bit to better focus her attention on Jack. “I’m not really sure what I’m going to do. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love working at the foundation. My coworkers are amazing and the kids are wonderful and so talented. I just feel like maybe there is something more I could do…”Mal turned in his seat to better look at Claire. “What do you mean? You love working with kids, you always have.” “Well, my actual plan kinda went to shit the second I left you all…”Piquing his interest, Mal leaned forward and til
“I’m going to go upstairs to prepare for my meeting. Will you all be ok for a few hours?” Malachy and Jack placed all twelve shopping bags on the kitchen counter. He looked back at the girls as they followed behind with bottles of wine, whisky, and beer that Marian insisted they needed for the remaining few days in the cabin. “We should be good to go! I don’t think I’ve ever brought so much alcohol in one trip. And that’s even counting my twenty-first birthday!!” Claire collapsed onto the nearest bar stool dramatically and threw her head back. “I’m exhausted. What’s for dinner?” Mal kissed her forehead. “Always food with you. There is plenty for you to whip something up in the pantry and fridge. I won’t be long.” He glanced at his watch before heading up the stairs. Claire watched his backside as he disappeared into the stairwell, biting her bottom lip.“I’ve got this chickie. Head on up there, put your shit up and jump that man in his office. I’ll keep your dad busy with the grill o
Gray clouds rolled in; a storm was brewing. The overcast skies and slight breeze caused a slight chill in the air. The steam from her coffee mug billowed into the air as she held it in her hands.“Storm’s coming. Should be a good one. It’s beautiful watching the clouds roll over the mountains, listening to the rain hitting the leaves, smelling the fresh rain. It’s a sight to see…” Jack stared off into the distance.“Cut the crap, Pops. I can’t believe you guys were just beating the shit out of each other. Do you have any idea how awful it was to witness that? To see my father, the man I look up to the most, pummeling his fists into the face of the man that I lo…” She stopped herself just in time. Jack rubbed a hand over his face. “You still love him. Even after all this time. After everything he’s done to you...to us. Claire, I can’t make you feel anything different for him. Just be careful. Malachy is a great man. I’ll admit that, but he has a past that may come back to haunt him. He
She woke the next morning to the sun slowly rising along the mountains, shining its beautiful light through the windows of the bedroom. Looking to her left, she found the other side of the bed still made, untouched.She stood and opened the door to the balcony, letting in the cool early morning breeze. There were a couple of wooden chairs set up and she happily made herself comfortable as the sun painted its brilliance among the skies. Closing her eyes to let the atmosphere envelope her, she didn’t realize the door opened further as Mal walked out. “How are you feeling?” He handed her a cup of steaming coffee, which she greedily accepted. She brought the mug close to her face, inhaling the sweet aroma. “Thanks. I’m fine. Embarrassed but fine. I’m sorry for last night.” She tucked her legs under her, making herself as small as possible. “Obviously I wasn’t in the right state of mind and you got a front-row seat to the shit show.”Mal held a hand out to her, pulled her from her seat
She flung herself into Jack’s embrace, sobbing uncontrollably. “What...is...going...on? How are you guys here?” She asked Jack and Marian between cries.Jack kept her held tight to him as tears fell silently down his face. He had his baby girl back for a little while. Claire moved away slightly and looked to Marian, extending an arm, and the three of them shared a group hug.After a few moments, everyone calmed down and wiped the tears from their smiling faces. Mal stepped up, placing a hand on Claire’s lower back, and addressed Jack and Marian. “Thank you both for coming and securing the area. I know that you all have lots of catching up to do, but we should get settled in and I can give you all the breakdown of the last few days.” He motioned toward the door as they all walked through.The ladies entered first when Jack placed an unmoving hand on Mal’s chest, stopping him in his tracks.Jack’s eyes bore daggers into Mal. “I don’t want to know the details... But you should know that p
His cool fingers felt amazing on her sun kissed legs. The sun’s rays were beating down on her thighs, making it a perfect contrast to Mal’s fingers. Slowly, his fingers brushed her skirt further up her legs, his eyes never leaving the road. Claire rested her head backwards, enjoying her body’s reaction to Mal’s touch. Her breathing became heavy, her chest began to rise and fall rapidly. His fingers sought her heat. When finding their target, Claire gasped out as he pressed his fingers against her panties. He could feel her wetness through the thin material and he wanted-no, needed to feel her. He let out a low growl as Claire moved her hips against his hand. “Mal…”He yanked his hand away and instantly steered the truck to the nearest exit. “Little One...you need to calm down. This is a small space, and the smell of your arousal is going to be the death of me.” He knew a little of this area and found what he was looking for after a few minutes.Claire had to squeeze her thighs toget
“Are you really not going to tell me where you are taking me? What if I didn’t pack the right clothes or shoes?” The secrecy was driving her mad and gave her a sense of déjà vu. She didn’t like not knowing what exactly was happening. “You’re kidnapping me again, Mal.”Mal shut her car door, effectively ending their conversation for a few seconds. His eyes scoured their surroundings as cars raced by on the street. Nothing seemed out of place. However, the silver sedan that was parked out front hadn’t moved since Mal dropped Claire off from their coffee date. He hopped into the black SUV and drove further into the city. “It’s not kidnapping because you are willing in the car. But I need to make a small stop at my place before we start our road trip. So you might as well relax and just let me handle this.” Mal grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles. Claire bit her bottom lip, a habit that Mal had learned she had when she was deep in thought or feeling extremely turned on. He really h
Everyone congregated in the living room when Mal and Ramona returned. Claire’s eyes met Mal’s, and they both smiled. “The foundation gave me the ‘all clear’ to take a few days off. My boss, Robyn, was pretty excited to hear I was needing time away. So, Mal, what’s your plan exactly?” Claire expected Mal to come up with some elaborate plan, but he shocked her when he lifted her from her spot, then sat her in his lap.Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck when he spoke. “My plan is to get you out of the city, the state, actually, and have two guards come with us. They will meet us at the safe-house and will have already scanned the area for threats. So as long as everyone agrees, we will have about a week of hiding out while I have some other Enforcers keep eyes here in Chicago.” He nodded at Lex. "It’s pretty straightforward, so hopefully we are all jumping to conclusions and you aren’t being watched by some third party waiting to attack again.”Claire bit her bottom lip, noddi
Claire had shoved her chair away from the table, and stomped towards her room, with Mal hot on her heels. “Wait a goddamn min..” She slammed the bedroom door in his face.Mal gritted his teeth and took a deep breath before entering the room. A bed pillow slapped him in the face as soon as he stepped in. He rolled his eyes at Claire’s childish antics. “Really? A pillow?”Seething in the opposite corner, Claire couldn’t hide the sarcasm and discontent dripping in her voice. “Sorry. I don’t have a wooden stake to chuck at your face.”Mal calmly tossed the pillow onto the bed before he walked to stand in front of her. He grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. “We both know a stake won’t do any harm to me. Now, care to tell me why I deserved a pillow to the face and why you stormed out of the discussion like a child?”Claire’s eyes burned in anger. “Really?! I can’t just skip out of town, Mal. There are people who depend on me; A job that I love. I can’t just leave with little