Dennis POV:
Tory had beaten herself up pretty badly for messing up earlier. Vianne had gone through the cat and mouse game with Faron and Ronan, and Tory had snuck away to come see me. We were supposed to keep an eye on Brant so that we always knew where he was so that he didn't surprise Vianne.
We lost him while I was making out with a fucking teenager. I felt like such a damn asshole for that colossal lapse in judgment. After taking Keegan's call, I dropped off Tory and made my way toward where I knew Vianne would be heading.
I had arrived at the Moore Estate against everyone's orders. Clement, Jarred, and Keegan were rightly angry with me. They had called me off my duty after I lost Brant, but I had left immediately for the Congressman's home after I confirmed that Vianne already left her hotel. Brant would eventually show up there, I had no doubt about that.
Jarred had wanted to send only Zayne in my place, but I asked Zayne to let me handle it. Zayne
Vianne POV:With my eyes on him, I widened my stance to shoulder-width apart. I wanted to kick off my heels but knew that it would look suspicious on the tapes. It didn't matter much anyway, because they'd eventually fall off in the struggle.Brant watched my every move, licking his lips. His jaw was covered in stubble, a first since I met him. Dark circles rimmed his eyes, and they were bloodshot. He looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks.Good, I hadn't slept well for years until the first time I lay in Keegan's arms. The image of Keegan in my mind strengthened my resolve, my focus."That was a little harsh, baby. Don't you think? But I'm so glad I caught you before you left, Vianne," he said, taking a step toward me.Instinctively, I took one back. The glee in his eyes lifted his dry lips into a wide grin. He loved that he elicited that reaction from me. I cursed at myself internally for doing it. Some habits die hard, I guessed, but damn it, I w
Dennis POV:I shook my head as blood splattered spectacularly from his nose, dripping onto Vianne's cheek and chest. He cried out in pain, holding his nose with one hand as the other tightened into a fist. Vianne dodged the blow, but even through the video feed, I heard the unmistakable sound of bones cracking against the tiled floor.I fist-pumped, nearly toppling the laptop on my thighs off.Brant roared in pain, rolling off her. "Come on, Vianne," I urged as if she could hear me. "Get up."She scrambled on all fours, wincing likely at the cold tile beneath her knees. Why had she chosen to wear a skirt? It was a loose one, but she should be in jeans. Then again, these people expected her to dress up, and she had a part to play, for now.I watched as one of her knees slipped in his blood, slowing her down. Brant appeared to still be gasping for breath, but his hand suddenly shot out and reached for her. Fuck. His hand closed around her naked ankle
Dennis POV:He dropped his hold, forcing her hard enough away to cause her ankle to twist beneath her.She screamed in surprise and pain, but she kept her balance and remained on her feet. Was she faking it? There was no indication on her part if she was. There was pain and fear etched in her features, but something in her eyes said she was still going to do what she had come to do.She took a few steps back, limping, and telling him to get away. Damn it, I couldn't tell if she was really in trouble. She still hadn't signaled for help."Come here, Vianne."She shook her head as he closed the distance between them quickly. He backhanded her, sending her another several step back until she finally fell against a wall. He went to do it again, but her arms shot up to block the blow, forcing him to cry out in pain. It was the same hand he'd likely broken a few knuckles and other bones earlier on the tile floor.Her back was against the wall as he
Dennis POV:"Is he dead?" Mrs. Moore whispered, entering the room with a shotgun. It wasn't loaded. I removed all the shells from the gun cabinet I found in the west wing. Right? I couldn't take the chance.I pulled out my weapon and aimed it at her. "Put the gun down, Mrs. Moore."Her eyes widened for a moment as if she hadn't seen me. "I think you should, young man.""Ariana?" Vianne asked, coming between the shotgun and me. I groaned and pulled her to the side."Is he dead?" she asked again, her eyes darting from his body and then to us."No," Vianne whispered.Then the woman aimed the shotgun toward him.Before I could stop her, she pulled the trigger, but it was empty, as I had thought. I wrenched the gun from her hands, tears falling from her eyes. "He deserves it," she whispered."Fuck," I hissed. What the fuck were we supposed to do now? With her there, we had a witness to my killing
Keegan POV:After we returned from school, Claire managed to nap for a few hours. When she had awoken, I helped her take a bath, not minding how hard she held onto me. It was something we both needed. Though I could not reach Vianne for her, I asked if she'd like to watch the videos Vianne made for her.She sat on her little bed, her legs dangling as I knelt on the floor and helped slip socks on her cute feet. Usually, the task had her giggling, but she remained quiet."Claire?" I said softly, taking her small hands in one of mine."I want to talk to Mommy."I swallowed as big tears started to fall down her soft, pale cheeks. "I know you do, princess," I replied, cupping her face and brushing the tears away. They kept coming. It killed me to know that I couldn't give her what she wanted.I understood her need to talk to Vianne, but we had to be cautious of someone listening in on her phone calls in Darwin. We didn't want anyone to know
Keegan POV:The wig's long tresses covered most of her face, but her hand lifted to tuck some behind her ear. It was the signal we discussed she'd use before she left, something to tell me that she was okay. I felt some of the pressure around my heart ease.Her head lifted slightly, one of her big blue eyes visible through the wealth of hair, and I saw a bruise on her cheek. My heart stopped for a brief moment, long enough for me to notice the dried tear tracks along her cheek, but the absence of new ones. I couldn't tell if that was a good thing or not.Sometimes a person couldn't live with the fact that they killed someone, no matter the reason. I hoped that wouldn't be the case for her."Please be okay, baby," I said softly, watching as she disappeared into a van with Pratt, and his partner steered Dennis toward another car. It was procedure to separate them, but I hated the fact that she would be alone.Suddenly, Jarred, Ronan, and Faron were t
Keegan POV:She fucking growled and that shit shouldn't be turning me on, but it did. Fuck, I missed her. It was hardly the right time for that. "There is one part of this freaking elaborate plan I always questioned how you'd allow happening, one of the next steps. For you to put that much trust in someone else to do what needed to be done. Now, I figured out why you were so sure it'd be all right. There's no one you trust enough to do it."There was no use in denying it. "No. There is no one I trust to do that.""Will I see you before then?""If you'd like," I said, breathing a sigh of relief. She wasn't angry that I had gone behind her back about this. I hoped she'd asked me to come to her.In a whisper-soft voice, she replied, "Okay." I knew she was either very angry with me or relieved. I got my answer immediately."I was going to ask you to do it," she said. "It's selfish of me, but there's no one I trust more. I
Keegan POV:Edwin and Deven should have gotten two of the other guards; the other two were also accounted for, if everything worked out, of course. The rest of the men were waiting for the scheduled time when we were done and ready to go inside.Giles and I, thinking we had a clear path toward the entrance we'd take, were in for a surprise when a big motherfucker blocked it. The lucky thing was he was just as surprised as we were, and his cigarette dangling from his lips fell. We hadn't accounted for breaks.Before the guard could bring up his semi-automatic weapon to fire, Giles threw a knife, but only hit his arm. The fucker was about to let out a monster roar, forcing me to dart forward and jab him in the throat. Big, meaty hands wrapped around his neck, choking for air.Before I could land another blow, he swung his fist out, connecting to my temple, sending stars through my vision. I heard the hiss from Giles, and I knew he caught some of that hit, too
Claire POV:College was not as fascinating as I had thought it would be. My classmates seemed to be just as rash and childlike as those in the high school. But it was the behavior of the professors that kept me going. I enjoyed listening to their lecture. I enjoyed reading the extra material they asked us to read but no one else did.If a professor said it was optional reading, I definitely read it. I asked questions after class, often getting disgruntled looks from my classmates. Sometimes I received irritation from the professors and teaching assistants too. But all of it was overshadowed by the simple fact that I felt watched.It had been a long time since I had felt like something was chasing me at all times of the day.At first, I had ignored it, thinking that Dad was correct, that I was just nervous and missing them. But then the feeling persisted. I knew what nervousness felt like. I knew how much I missed my family. But there was nausea that overtook me at certain times of the
Keegan POV:I heard the baby monitor beep and squinted into the darkness, hoping it was nothing. The clock read three in the morning and this was a usual time for Vianne and me to wake up every morning. One of many. I sniffed and looked over at Vianne, who was curled on her side, still facing me. Her eyes were screwed shut and she was definitely awake, but she didn’t want to get off the bed. Understandable. She had a little shifter for a baby and it was safe to say nothing fun came from breastfeeding our son Kyle. He was still small, needing to wake up every few hours to be fed and bathed. Vianne, who despised breast pumps ended up sobbing in relief when I bought one this time around.I looked at the monitor again and saw that our son was wide awake, blinking and cooing at the camera with a gummy smile. He was a jolly child but he still needed to be fed and changed. I slipped out of bed and turned the alarm on the monitor off. I found Vianne smiling groggily at me and chuckled. “Go b
[Warning: The chapter contains explicit sexual content. Please read at your own risk.]Keegan POV:I heard the chime from Vianne's cell phone and knew it was Claire. She checked it, laughing."She asked if we were at the cabin yet.""Well damn, she gave me away." "A cabin?" "I said it was only a couple of hours by car. And it's pretty secluded and we'll have it all to ourselves." She laughed and kissed my cheek. "You don't have to convince me. It sounds perfect and that explains why you only brought us one bag for a three-night stay." I growled and pulled her hand to my mouth. "We won't be leaving the cabin for much. And being naked all weekend is mandatory." "Yes, alpha," she purred.Fuck. Did she have any idea what her saying things like that, in that fucking hot voice of hers did to me? I groaned when I felt her free hand rub between my thighs. "Oh fuck," I hissed and released her other hand. Both of my own gripped the steering wheel, desperately trying not to fucking kill us
Keegan POV:Minutes later, Vianne stood on a chair as I stood in front of her, holding onto her hips so she wouldn't fall. Behind her were Claire, Tory, and several other single women, all looking up as Vianne waved the small bunch of flowers overhead. Twice Vianne faked it, making them laugh and scream at her.Finally, at the end of the next countdown, Vianne threw it over her shoulder. I looked to see who caught it, finding a wide-eyed Tory holding the bouquet in her hands. However, seconds after, Clement passed her, grabbing the prize and handing the flowers back to my wife.There were several laughs and Tory groaned, chasing him toward Vivian who was too busy trying not to laugh. Then he went back for Claire. Good, I knew he was on my side."I can't believe your dad," Vianne said from her perch. She looked down at me as she waited for everyone to settle again. "You're enjoying yourself aren't you?" I shrugged, not apologizing for my wandering hands. My fingers were barely grazing
Keegan POV:Sensing my eyes on her, my daughter offered me a smile and wave. She blew me a kiss, which I caught mid-air, making her giggle. I winked and turned to Vianne who was watching me."You've been an amazing father," she whispered, tears filling her eyes. "I want to see you with a baby in your arms, sleeping on your chest."I leaned in, brushing her hair aside to whisper in her ear. "I want to see your belly grow with our son or daughter, watch you sit in a rocker as you breastfeed, and listen to you sing a lullaby-like you still do with Claire. I hope you never stop singing like that, sweetheart.""As long as I have someone willing to listen, I won't." She kissed me then, prolonging it with a sweep of her tongue along my lips. "I love you, so much, Keegan."I smiled as I went back for another kiss. "I know." She laughed, smacking my gut with her hand. "I love you, too. It's a good thing you do though. I would hate to be the only one."Something caught her attention over my sho
Keegan POV:"I'll get you!" I handed Claire to Vianne and followed the asshole. Why was it that Claire always asked the most uncomfortable questions when he was around?I heard my mother ask what was wrong from behind me. "He's still struggling with how smart our daughter is." "Did I hear something about baby sister or brother?" I heard several people laugh as I chased Ricki around a table. "It's not my fault she figured out what happens during a honeymoon!" "She didn't even know we were going to one!""Sorry," he said, laughing as he twisted away from my reach. "It didn't take much for her to work it out when I told her she couldn't join you." I growled and tried to grab him. "All you had to say was to ask me or Vianne." "Sorry!" I laughed and shook my head, knowing it wasn't really his fault. I just wanted to give him a hard time. I would smash some cake into his face later anyway. "Alright," I said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "I'll let this go, but not before I tell th
Keegan POV:My baby girl looked like a mini beauty queen. Dressed in a white dress, she was eating up the attention, the gown covered in lace and tiny crystals. Her dark curls held small flowers and sparkled as she threw petals every few steps. She gave me a wink that had me rethinking strategies of keeping her locked up the moment she became a teenager.She was going to break so many hearts.As Mom and Dad made their way down the aisle, both smiling widely, I knew we made the right choice for me to come home for this.The music changed as my parents took their seats, both giving me a small hug before they sat. I looked up toward the entrance where I knew Vianne would appear, anticipation sizzling through me. As the music took on a softer quality, I saw a hint of white.My eyes ran the length of her; she was gorgeous, perfection and mine.The dress highlighted her beautiful body, making her look like a dream come true.Beside her Clement looked nervous as he stared at his feet, to mak
Keegan POV:Tess. She winked over my aunt's shoulder. Somehow, I knew my friends would find a way to be with me on my wedding day. My aunt, oblivious to me, went inside the wedding tent and Tess made her way to me."Don't you look handsome," she said, lifting her hands to fix my bow tie. "I'm glad you're here," I said softly, not wanting to be overheard. She smiled and shrugged. "We wouldn't miss it for the world." "Please tell me Edwin is in disguise.She knew why I asked. Though he wasn't widely known as the man that took over Clement's organization, he had made the news a few times already.“He let his beard grow out and changed his eyebrows. Even I had a hard time recognizing him,” she whispered, still smiling. "Where is he?"She cocked an eyebrow. "I'm the boss today, so he's somewhere around here following my orders."I laughed and wished I could hug her. "Thanks for coming," I said. "Who else is here?" She tried to play it off, but I could see right through her. Some of the
Keegan POV:I should have known. It hurt to know that she didn't seem to feel the bond I felt toward Claire."You feel it acutely because she is your mate’s daughter. It is an unbreakable bond. That's not to say I don't love her already," she added in a soft whisper."You do?""Irrevocably," she said with a smile. "How could anyone not love a pup like her? She's so beautiful and we share a hobby!" She laughed at that and I realized I had nothing to worry about with her and Claire. I couldn't tell her the whole truth, but I had to say something to ease her curiosity."She was running from an abusive boyfriend when we met," I said, coming up with a different cover story as I sat beside her. I hated the lie falling from my lips, but it was a price I paid to keep my family safe. "It was one of the reasons why Troy told you to wait a few months ago. He came looking for them after all this time."She nodded. "And that situation is resolved?""Yes," I said, kissing her temple. "I can't tell