KACELA
The man shut the door behind him, gesturing at the body hanging from the shower rod.
“Don’t worry. I’m not intending on that being your fate. I needed to make an example out of her so that the other girls know what is expected of them.” The door opened again and another man slipped out, splattered with blood, bringing a webcam out of the bathroom. I felt sick. I realized they had filmed the girl’s torture and death to show it to others as a warning.
“Set up in the basement, Steve,” the first man said, flicking his fingers and dismissing him. Steve grabbed a towel off from the bar in the bathroom and shut the door behind him, taking his camera and heading towards the elevator, his face impassive.
“You didn’t have to kill her,” Lia said suddenly, next to me. “She was loyal. She delivered me to your men.”
The man shrugged. “But she let herself get taken in the first place,”
WYATT“Can he pinpoint the location of the phone?” I asked, running towards the door. Earl shook his head.“No, but he will ping it,” Earl said. “It should be making noise.”I stepped out of the office and leaned over the railing. I could hear the noise of the phone pinging in the silence of the warriors.“Where is it?” I growled. The warriors separated until one was standing in the middle of a circle, his face white but his back was straight.“I have it, sire,” he said.“Why do you have it?” I growled. He could have lied, and I expected it. But he didn’t.“Sire, they took my sister. I got a call this morning from her and they will kill her if I do not do what they tell me to. I was told to go into the office that the queen was using and destroy all of her equipment. I did not, but I did
WYATTThe video abruptly ended. I frantically tapped on the screen, needing to see more, needing to see if Kacela was okay. Earl grabbed the phone from me and shouted over the railing.“Bob. Theo. I need you up here, now. Get the Queen’s phone.” The two warriors ran for the stairs, Bob catching the phone that another warrior tossed to him.“Someone get the Queen’s laptop and bring it up here. Who here is good with technology?” Several of the warriors raised their hands. “Good, get up here.”Earl surveyed the crowd. “The rest of you, divide up. Some of you go out and try to catch the queen’s scent. I want you spreading out over the city so when we figure out where she is we can deploy immediately.” He looked down at Julie’s brother, an odd look on his face.“Mack. Take Eli
KACELAI was barely conscious when they finally untied me from the hook they had hung my handcuffs on before they whipped me. The man that untied me slipped a little in my blood. He was kind, though, and caught me and wrapped me in a blanket when my legs gave way and I buckled.“I don’t know what you did to incur George’s wrath, but you need to stop,” he whispered to me. “He will kill you. I’ve seen him do it.”“Why do you work for him?” I mumbled, the effort of moving my mouth almost too much for me.“No choice,” he said. He didn’t expound and I didn’t ask. I was too hurt to care.He half dragged, half carried me to the elevator and pushed the button for the top floor. I moaned a little, trying to regain my feet. The man hushed me.“Shh. It’s okay. He’s not going to do anything rig
WYATTBob drove fast. He drove much faster than he should have but we all felt the same sense of urgency. I sat in the backseat, clasping my hands together and trying to control my temper.The voices around me all meshed together in a droning noise. I could pick out Earl calling in reinforcements and having the other warriors meet us at the Tower. Jarrett had pulled up a blueprint online of the towers and was delegating who was to search where. I just wanted to get into the building. I would tear it apart brick by brick if I had to. I wanted to find Kacela.We made it in ten minutes. I could hear a thumping noise and I craned my neck to see a helicopter taking off from the roof. I clenched my hands, praying that Kacela wasn’t on that helicopter.Our efforts were well coordinated. Someone had cut the power to the building, most likely George or whomever was in charge, trying to slow our prog
KACELA I woke up to the noise of something beeping. The smell of rubbing alcohol hit my nostrils and I hurt. I hurt all over. I opened my eyes and looked for the source of the beeping so that I could stop it. It was a monitor, hooked beeping with my heartbeats. I could stop that. I reached down, my arms feeling extraordinarily heavy, and pulled the pads that were attached to my chest off. The beeping changed to a shrill constant noise. “Dammit,” I muttered, trying to sit up. I heard another noise to my blind side and I tried to turn my head but before I could muster up the strength, I was enveloped in a hug. I reached up my arms and hugged Wyatt back. “Kacela, we almost lost you,” he said, his voice husky. “Aww, a little beating never killed anyone,” I said, smiling. He shook his head with a smile, and then reached over the top of me to the monitor, flipping a switch. The incess
WYATT Three days later I had Kacela back to the castle where she belonged. I knew that the doctors and nurses at the clinic were taking wonderful care of her, but I wanted her home where I could protect her. She had told me the whole story, including the part about her brother. I could tell she was hurt. I suggested that she call her mom and ask her if she had any information, but she didn’t want to until she knew the whole story. “It’s not fair to her,” Kacela argued with me. “She just lost her husband, however much of one he was to her. And now she’s going to lose her son.” “Not necessarily,” I said, trying to reason with her. I thought her mom might have more information about who Charlie was working with. “You know I’m right,” Kacela said sadly. “He will fight me, and I will have to kill him.” “What if he’s not involved?” I argued. She just looked at me and shook her
KACELAI took Wyatt’s hand and led him into the bedroom. I could hear his heart beating at the same rhythm as mine and I was getting hot and wet just thinking about him. I licked my lips and heard his quiet groan.“I need a shower,” he said, pulling away from me when we got into the bedroom.“No, after,” I whined, not wanting to wait.“I’ll be fast,” he promised, disappearing. I stamped my foot with frustration. That man was infuriating.I disappeared into my closet and started going through some of the clothing that Nellie had ordered for me. I remembered that there was an entire section with slinky negligee type nighties and I was pleased to see that I had the choice of several really good ones. I picked out a blood red top with a matching thong and garters that hung to my thighs. This was perfect.I slipped off my clothing and began buckling my
KACELAI rolled off the bed and slipped into sweats, after taking off the scratchy negligee. It was fun but impractical, I thought ruefully.I grabbed my laptop and sat on the bed, cross legged, while Wyatt sat behind me and idly drew circles on my back with his fingertip. He leaned over and watched me power up the app.“I don’t even know how to navigate that app,” he said, watching me.“It’s because you’re old and not cool,” I teased. “It’s only for young kids like me.”He playfully pinched me, and I giggled, pulling up Chad’s profile. I wasn’t interested in past posts and only pulled up the most recent.“Hmm,” I said, clicking on a selfie in front of the ocean. “Looks like he’s on a beach somewhere.”Wyatt sat up. “Can you tell where?” he asked. I shook my head.
KACELA Later that night I was undressing in front of the full-length mirror. I frowned at my body. The scars were fading but I still had a few bad ones. The one that wrapped from my hip over the top of my abdomen was still ropey, even more so than the C-section scar. The scar on my face was also fading and I could now see light from that eye after years of seeing nothing but blackness. The doctors tell me that the mate bond is slowing healing me. I didn’t say anything to Wyatt. I was pretty sure he would use it as an excuse to mate even more, and I wasn’t sure I could keep up. That man was insatiable. As if he heard my thoughts, Wyatt came up behind me and nuzzled my neck, running his hands down the length of my side. I shivered. He was always able to make my body respond. “What’s on your mind?” Wyatt asked, nibbling my ear. I leaned my head back towards him. “I was just thinking about how fast the kids are growing up,” I said, a little sadly. Wyatt smiled. “Aella is o
WYATTFIVE YEARS LATERAfter having Aella, Kacela came home after two days. Dali had worked so hard to keep Aella alive that she was unable to warn us. When Dali didn’t show up after the first day, I insisted that the doctors give Kacela some of my blood to help the healing process along. They kept her for another day to be sure, but Dali came back and Kacela began healing quickly.The complications that Aella had didn’t keep Kacela from becoming pregnant again and we soon added twins to our little family. We spent most of our time trying to keep up with Axel and Luca. Even with the help of two full time nannies, we were exhausted most evenings when we went to bed.Our kingdom thrived. Kacela had a knack with the people and her office door was always open, literally. Sometimes she would come down in the morning to someone already waiting for her, needing her council or wisdom. I
KACELA I curled up next to Wyatt, happy. I dozed off but woke up a few times, uncomfortable. I finally decided to take a shower. I got up quietly so that I didn’t wake Wyatt. I slipped into the bathroom and turned the shower on, scalding hot. I stepped in and let the water rain down over my swollen body. This felt better. I was just sore everywhere, carrying all my extra weight. The doctors said that Aella was going to be a big baby. I wondered what sort of shifter she would be. When the species mix, like Wyatt and myself, you don’t know what the baby will be until they come of age. You can suspect; perhaps she will have wolf tendencies or Lycan strength at an early age, but you won’t know for sure until they shift. I hoped she was Lycan. I felt a breeze behind me and turned to see Wyatt framed in the doorway, looking concerned. “Are you okay?” he asked, quietly. I nodded.
WYATTUnlike Lia and Jarrett, we wanted to find out the sex of our baby. I was thrilled to find out that we were having a little girl.“What about Abigail?” she asked me, out of the blue one night. I had almost been asleep.“For what?” I asked, confused. We were in the process of hiring her assistant and I couldn’t remember an Abigail that had applied for the job.“For our baby’s name.” She paused a minute. “She needs a strong name.”“Like Kacela,” I murmured, snuggling into her and putting my nose in her neck and nuzzling. She groaned and I got hard, moving over the top of her. She opened her legs and I thrust in, hard and fast, satisfying both of us. I waited until her writhing stopped under me and then I let my seed coat her insides. I dropped beside her, both of us panting from the quick intensity of that coupling.
KACELAI could hear the commotion in the yard. I was waiting where Mrs. Woltkamp told me to wait, in the castle near the back patio doors. She said she would come for me when I needed to go out.There was a lot of pomp and circumstance with the whole celebration. The guests were fed, buffet style, and the kids were now playing in the yard while the servers cleared away dishes. After the coronation there would be dessert, drinks and dancing. I was looking forward to the dancing part.Little Emily tugged on my dress. I looked down and smiled at her, a cute little pixie in pink ruffles. She put her arms up to me, wordlessly. Her older sister was assimilating into the pack well and had picked up enough English to get her needs met. Emily rarely spoke, clinging to a few select people. I was honored to be one.I picked her up and held her, cuddling her to my chest while she sucked on her fingers
WYATT The morning of the coronation began rainy. Mrs. Woltkamp was running around, wringing her hands. She had checked the forecast numerous times and it wasn’t supposed to rain. I had reassured her that it was just a cloudburst, over in an hour. I was right. Kacela was incredibly nervous for the day. We had invited people from other pack. She was concerned that they would recognize her as the feared werewolf hunter. “Can’t we just do the coronation privately?” she had asked. I shook my head. “No. First, I’ve been waiting a century for this. I’m going to enjoy every moment of it. Second, it’s custom. I don’t think you want to insult other packs as your first political act.” She had quieted down, until she saw her gown. It was a sleeveless, low cut piece that showcased her muscular body incredibly well, but also showed her scars. “I’m embarrassed,” she said, qui
KACELA I helped Lia back to the blanket. I had no idea what to do and so I tried to mind link again, putting everything I had into it. I finally broke through. Hello, gorgeous, Wyatt purred in my mind. Wyatt. Lia’s having her baby. We’re down by the lake. You need to send help right now! I broke it off, needing to focus. Lia lay back. “I’m going to take a peek, okay, Lia?” I asked, praying I wouldn’t see what I was expecting to see. When I looked, I saw the baby crowning. Yep. She was right. The baby was coming. And I definitely didn’t want to see that. “I thought you said this little one wasn’t in position,” I joked, helping her lean back and lifting her dress. I looked around and found the bottle of wine that Lia had brought for me to enjoy with lunch. I had only drank about a quarter of it so I poured the rest on my hands and arms,
KACELA I’ve been married for three weeks, now. When we got back to the pack there were a few things we needed to take care of. Lia had named the girls Emily and Rachel and she had spent some time trying to find any relatives that they may have alive. When the extensive search pulled up nothing, she and Jarrett adopted them. There was a quiet ceremony for the girls to be adopted. We knew that they were shifters. My wolf could sense it and Dex was a little unsettled about the whole thing. We would find out when they aged what sort of creature they were. Lia was not worried. Neither was Dali. I worried enough for the both of us. My coronation ceremony was set for two weeks. The castle was in a bustle, planning for it, and I had relinquished most of the duties to the house mother. I didn’t particularly care about the color of my napkins, much to Lia’s mirth, so I left the finer details to Mrs. Wolt
WYATT After the surprise wedding, we went back to the hotel to celebrate. I had planned on celebrating in bed, but our guests had other ideas. We ended up at a restaurant in a private room, dancing, drinking and laughing well into the early morning hours. When we finally dragged ourselves back to the hotel, the front desk clerk nicely reminded us that checkout was at 10:00am. “Did you like the surprise?” I asked Kacela, somewhat worriedly. We hadn’t had a chance to be alone since the wedding and I began to have doubts. She responded by flinging herself into my arms. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me, grinding herself into my rod that was becoming awake. I put my lips on her, kissing her hard. “What is it that you want, Mrs. King?” I asked. “I want you to fuck me hard, Mr. King,” she whispered back, nibbling on my earlobe. That was all the encouragement I needed. I reached u