KACELAThe clothing melted off. Thank goodness no one else used the floor because we didn’t even make it into the room before our clothing hit the ground. Someone had cleaned up all of the glass in the bathroom, I noticed, and also cleaned the mess I had made when I tried to leave was gone. Then I quit noticing things and focused on Wyatt.He spun me around and found the zipper holding the dress on to me. He slid it down in one smooth swoop and the satin slid off my shoulders, pooling at my feet. I stepped out of it and reached up, trying to find the pins that were holding my hair in the knot. That would be uncomfortable to lay on.I turned around to see Wyatt struggling with the buttons on his shirt. I reached forward and swatted his hands away, attacking the buttons myself. He looked at me and his eyes dilated. He reached around and unclasped my bra, letting my breasts spring forward. He dipped his head and attached himself to one of my nipples.I gave up on the buttons, r
WYATTWhen I got out of the shower the next morning, Kacela had already left the bedroom. Dex wasn’t too worried, so I figured that she hadn’t gone far. I was surprised to find that she was most definitely a morning person, up with the first light. I am not a morning person, so I lay in bed for another hour.I found her in the dining room, helping herself to eggs and bacon. She was wearing workout gear and I surmised that she had found the gym in the basement, the opposite side from the dungeon. I scooped up a bowl of oatmeal and added raisins and brown sugar before drowning the entire thing in cream. I plopped into the seat next to her.“Up early this morning,” I observed, mildly.“Not really,” she said, swallowing her bite of toast. “I’m usually up by five. I stayed in bed until six thirty today.”I groaned. “Just my luck that my erasthai is a morning person.” Her laugh was cut short by a crashing of cups. I looked to see a servant looking at me with wide eyes, shards of
WYATTKacela laid out her plan. It was actually very genius in its simplicity. “Let’s wait for a day or two so that we can fill Nellie in and give her the opportunity to fill in the others,” Earl suggested. Kacela shook her head.“We need to move faster. I have been unreachable for two weeks. If it was me, this is the point I’d give up, assume the hunter was dead and hire another.” Kacela was firm. “I want to take down Jones. I don’t want to have to fight another hunter to do so.” I nodded, agreeing with her. “We need to let everyone know,” Earl insisted. “I don’t want them giving themselves up thinking that they have to in order to warn you, your highness,” he said. I bit my lip. He had a point. We’ve worked too hard to integrate my people into Jones’ business for it to be compromised. They were loyal subjects. If they thought I was in danger, they would give themselves up.“Instead of a phone call, let’s do it in person,” Kacela suggested as a solution. “If we get
WYATTThe ride into town was silent. Earl looked at me a few times in the rearview mirror but he didn’t say anything. Kacela just looked out the window the entire time. I could feel that she was centering herself which was oddly calming for me, too.We had decided to make a spectacle of ourselves in town. We wanted everyone to see us and to see me with Kacela.We stopped for lunch in the diner. I wrapped my arms around her, and we walked in together. The waitress’s mouth dropped when she saw me with Kacela.“Wyatt!” she purred. “It’s been too long.” She pointedly ignored Kacela. Kacela used her hand and rubbed my arm.Behave, I snickered, mind linking her.Just need her to know that you’re taken, she sent back. I gave the waitress a wink.“It has been a long time, Miss Alice,” I said with a smile. “I wanted to treat Kacela to the best peach cobbler in the state.”“Are you wanting your usual lunch?” she asked me, seating us. Earl slid into the opposite side of the booth and
KACELAWyatt dropped me off at the office and I slid out of the car, bounding up the stairs and entering without knocking. I could hear Wyatt’s car drive away at the same time I heard the tinkling of the bells that were attached to the doorknob.“Kacela,” Nellie said from her desk. “It’s nice to see you! Mr. Jones said you would be stopping in.”I smiled at her. I liked her. “Yes, he is expecting me.”“Come on back,” Jones shouted from the rear of the trailer. I smiled at Nellie and then turned down the hallway until I got to Jones’ office.“Shut the door,” Jones said. I gently closed it, knowing that Nellie would still hear everything with her heightened Lycan hearing.“Do you have what I asked you to get for me?” I got to the point. Jones gestured to a duffle bag that was sitting against the wall.“It’s in there. Everything you asked for.”“Thanks,” I said, reaching over for it. Jones held up his hand.“What’s your timeline on this?” he asked, eyes shrewd. I shrugged.“We
KACELA I sighed deeply. I had hoped he would have just left town but that was expecting too much. My dad didn’t take rejection well and I knew that he would be upset. I should have seen this coming. “Wolf!” he bellowed. “Send out my daughter.” Wyatt bristled next to me and moved for the door. I grabbed him. “No. Let me go.” Wyatt shook his head. “You’re my mate. I will go to protect you.” I shook my head again. “Wyatt, please. Trust me. This will go better if I just go. Roll down your windows and listen if you want. I’ll leave the car door open. Just let me go alone.” He finally nodded, upset but willing to trust me. I quickly kissed him and then opened the door, sliding out but not shutting it behind me. “Hey dad,” I said, hands slightly out to my side and palms open, trying to look non-threatening. He looked me up and down. “Life seems to be treating you well,” he said with a lip curl. “What do you want, dad?” I asked. “I’m working.” “I know. You’re ta
WYATT I reached out and gathered Kacela into my arms. She came willingly. I could feel her anguish through our bond. I looked over at Earl and he sadly shook his head. “There’s something more, Kacela,” Earl said. His tone was a warning that there was more news to come and that she wouldn’t like it. Kacela looked at him warily. “Your dad has a wolf.” He spoke gently, breaking it to her as easily as he could. I felt the relief in her and was puzzled initially, but then I understood. She thought Earl was wrong and if he was wrong about her father’s wolf, he could be wrong about Art’s death. “No, he doesn’t,” Kacela said, the relief she was feeling tinging her voice. “He hates wolves, with a passion. I never told him about Dali because I knew he would hate me. Enough to try to kill me, even.” “Your dad may have always smelled like that to you, and because you weren’t brought up in a pack you didn’t know what it meant, but your father has wolf. Quite a strong, vicious and
KACELAMy hands were steady, surprisingly. I disconnected the phone and then immediately dialed Emmett.“Thompkins Pest Control,” he answered.“It’s me,” I said.“Kacela!” he crowed. “How’s the job coming? I haven’t heard from you for a while. You finishing up? I have a stack of people who want your services.”“I’m calling about something else,” I said. “I need you to get on a plane immediately. Go get my mom. Bring her back to my apartment and then sit on her. Don’t let anyone, especially my dad, know where she is.”“How bad is this?” he asked, his voice serious.“Pretty bad,” I said. “I’ll keep my dad busy here. I need you to get mom safe.” I paused, trying to decide how much to tell him. I decided he needed
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