~Stuart~We’ve been watching her all evening; Caesar has been hard to keep contained. He wants to be let free to mark her, mark her and ravish her. We are in agreement at this point, but there is no way that we can act on anything. She has a chosen mate, as do I. On top of that, her chosen mate is the Alpha, my Alpha. I have eyes on her from afar, and I watch her walk to the back door of the packhouse. I think she senses me watching her because she stops as if she’s trying to feel for me. FUCK! I swear I can smell her arousal from here, and I bet it’s just for me. Damn, the way her ass moves in that dress…..I wait a few minutes and head into the packhouse through the same back door. Her scent hits me as I close the door. I take a deep breath, letting it coat my lungs, and I look around, noticing that no one is there. I walk through the dining room, the kitchen, and into the hallway. I stop to listen, but there is no one, and I see nothing. I follow her scent upstairs to the second f
~Landon~What the hell is going on? We are trying to find Lincoln, and now there’s some kind of issue in Mom’s office. I run to the door first, pulling the wall out, and stop short. Mom is naked on the floor; Dad is standing in front of her, and Stuart is facing him. He is naked and looks like he’s about to shift. I slowly walk into the room, trying not to drop under the weight of my dad’s aura and the anger in the room. Mom picked up a men’s shirt and put it on in an effort to cover herself, and I’m pretty sure the shirt belongs to Stuart. I hear a gasp behind me, and I’m sure Tia and Doc have entered the room."Dad?”“Stuart?” The ladies each whisper, but I keep my eyes on my dad and Stuart. I slowly continue to make my way closer to them. I don’t want anyone to flip out and attack. “Touch my mate again, and I’ll rip your throat out.” Stuart’s eyes are pitch black, and his chest is heaving. I look at my mom, and everything clicks. Dad told us that Mom was his chosen mate, and he d
~Kimberly~Lincoln…..he said he had to find where Lincoln was. Where’s my baby? What happened while I was up here satisfying my urges? If something happens to Lincoln, I don’t think I’d ever forgive myself, and I’m not one to feel badly about my choices, no matter what they are.I hastily grab my dress, peeling off Stuart’s shirt. “We need to talk.” I hurry and fix myself, grabbing my shoes so I can head to Paul’s office. I walk past Stuart, and he grabs my arm, forcing me to look at him. “I said we need to talk.”“I can’t talk right now. Something is going on with my son.” I pull my arm out of his grasp and head to the wall door. I stop and turn back. “You may want to get out of here like Paul said.” I head through the door, putting a block up to keep Angie out of my ears. I can’t deal with her whimpering right now. Landon and Paul look up from whatever they are looking at on his desk as I walk into the room. Now isn’t the time to be embarrassed. What happened, happened, and I need
~Aida~Never did I think I would be able to see my sister again before we disappeared. I have to admit that I’ve missed her so much. We are twins who have always done everything together. There has never really been a time that we have been apart until recently. Maybe I can get her to go with us. I would love to have my sister by my side. “Come and sit down. How have you been?”“You heard me, Aida. What have you done? Why is Lincoln here and tied up?” I turn to Lincoln and blow him a kiss. Maybe I should have gotten Landon, too. That probably would have made my sister happy. Perhaps we can get him before we leave tomorrow night. “I got my man. Wasn’t that the plan……to get our men back? Well, mine is sitting right there.” I look back at Lincoln, and my smile grows while I imagine how our life will be once we get away from here. We are going to be so happy. Adela walks over to Lincoln, looking him over. I watch her movements while she walks around him. “She won’t,” I whisper. “She’s m
~Kimberly~I can’t believe that Paul would just walk out on me like that, walk out on us. After everything we’ve been through, after everything I’ve done for him and this pack. It can’t all be reduced to ‘I’m disgusting’; there has to be more. Before I can leave his office and go after him, Landon walks in and closes the door. He looks at me but says nothing. Landon walks over to the bar and pours himself a drink. He sits in the armchair next to the bar and leans forward, elbows on his knees, drink in hand. I lean against the desk, waiting for him to speak. I’m not sure how this will go, but I’m here for it.“You could have just rejected him, Mom,” I say nothing but watch Landon take a sip from his glass. “You could have rejected him, and this wouldn’t have happened.” Landon looks up at me. “Why didn’t you reject him?” I sigh and walk over to the chair on the other side of the bar. I slump in it and lay my head back."You have your fated mate now. You know how it feels to even think
~Tia~I move around; the sun is starting to shine in the room. I groan, feeling sore and cold. My head is hurting, and Andricia is silent. I move my left hand, and it hits something hard. I turn my head, and Landon is sleeping next to me. “That hurt a bit.”“I’m sorry.” I turn to the right, and the bed is empty and cold. That's when it hits me; everything that happened last night hits me, and I’m sad. My mate, my Lincoln, is missing. I feel like a piece of me is missing, and I don’t know what to do.“We will find him. I feel incomplete as well.” I sigh and snuggle into Landon as he holds me tight. I didn’t even change last night, but I’m only in my bra and panties. Landon must have taken my dress off. He is so sweet and would definitely do something like that. I can feel my emotions taking over, but I don’t want to spend the morning crying. I need to figure out how to find my man. Landon jerks up, causing me to tumble off of him. Thank Goddess, I sleep in the middle, or I would have
~Tia~“.....you have to kill me as well.” I can feel the confusion through the bond, but I can’t. I can’t look at him…..I can’t face him. I can barely breathe, barely stay on my feet. What did I do? How could I be so careless and self-centered? I went to that house to check on Aida. I saw what was in her room; the shrine she had to Lincoln. Anyone who saw that would know that there was something not right with Aida. Anyone else would have taken the time to tell someone to get her some help. I did none of those things. I told no one and didn’t try to get her any help. Instead, I went about my life as if I had never seen it.Lincoln is missing. He has been taken, and if not for Adela, he would be moved tonight. He probably would have never been heard from again. Aida took Lincoln, and she could do so because of me. I did this to us, to my mate.I turn and struggle to get the door open. I can barely see with all of the tears in my eyes. I’m trying not to break down right here where othe
~Stuart~It’s so dank down here. I never liked coming down here, and once I got the head warrior position, I made sure I never came down here if I could avoid it. The horrors that can take place here are strewn across the walls and embedded in the ground. When I go back home, I will need a complete shower, maybe 3. I make my way down the hall, walking past empty cells. One cell holds Neal, a trusted warrior. I have to admit that I admire his bravado, and it’s too bad that Portia didn’t go for his advances. If she had, that would have made things easier for the twins. He laid out on his cot, not moving. I continue down the hall until I reach the cell I’ve been looking for. My baby is sitting in the corner of the cell, knees drawn up and her head resting on her knees. I can hear small sniffles, and it breaks my heart to see her like this. “Honey?” I call her softly, unsure if she’d answer and not wanting to scare her. Adela answers but doesn’t look up.“Daddy? What are you doing here?