Becky stood there and watched Rob at first. She thought he was joking but having sex once appeared to give him an idea of how far his liberties went with her. No, that wasn’t fair. He’d been talking about her being his mate before that. He’d been taking liberties for longer than that. Becky wouldn’t question his sanity now. She’d seen him turn or shift from one creature to another. There were strangers here that just set off too many warning bells. Too many threats against people which often led to unfortunate accidents and the people leaving town. Then her ex-husband’s blood connection to the company was just too much for her to believe there wasn’t something going on. But her practice was on hold, which meant it would suffer and if it suffered, she’d lose the house and maybe the building she worked out of. Worse, would she have to run again? “Are you sure? Is this something you magically know?” “Honey, I am trying not to jump you and have my way a
“Hm… You really go for the jugular, don’t you? Fine, I could go for a little something.” Becky couldn’t believe these were words coming from her. Rob was herding her back toward the enormous bed now. Kissing her throat and collarbone, he went straight to taking her clothes off her body. Touching and caressing all of her skin, he revealed. She could feel the bed behind her as he knelt and removed her shoes and pants. Naked, she sat on the bed with him standing between her thighs, removing his own clothes. He took his boots off before he opened his pants and let them drop. Her eyes were glued to his straining shaft when she heard his belt buckle hit the floor and he stepped from his pants, then kicked them out of the way. Rob stood before her in his naked glory. Her face was level with his eager shaft. She couldn’t help herself. She reacted for him and when her fingers caressed the tip of him; he gasped and jerked as her finger wrapped around his glorious throbbin
Hera lay in the tall grasses near the small airport. She was there, watching and waiting to record the movements of people and products. The fools never saw her or her vampiric counterpart. He was garnering information on the shipments and people with no one ever remembering speaking to him. As long as he was careful with the cameras in the few key places. He could blank human’s mind on sight, so she wasn’t worried. What worried Hera was the arrival of the founders of Hectric and the youngest inquiring over the presence of his ex-wife here. Though he called her his wife. They’d been briefed on this human. He was crazy, unpredictable, and known to be dangerously violent. His ex recovered, but he’d put her in the hospital and used his connections to stay out of jail or even being charged with any crimes. The lists of supplies and the skills the people coming in brought made Hera’s stomach turn. Sadly, Yoric wasn’t able to get close to the Foun
Hera and Yoric did their part of the job and now were pulled back. Stephan and the others would ensure the crates were delivered by the plane and the pilots would ensure they went wherever NARC wanted them to go. With mage portals, the cargo and pilots would be long gone before the plane hit the side of the isolated mountain. The humans probably would never be the wiser, and who could they complain to? If they complained, they’d have to disclose what they lost and to whom they believed they lost it to. When they were back safely in the motel room, the five team members sat around listening and cringing at the recording of the conversation the founders of the lab had within the hangar before sending it on to their boss. “Where is my wife now? You were supposed to have arrested her and had her here when I arrived.” “Sir, plans didn’t go as expected. There were too many witnesses, and they were questioning us. They have connections to the local polic
Yoric finished speaking with their boss, and now they played the waiting game. They’d listened to the father and son talk about the most vile things in a cryptic manner. The two were cold fish. Their boss wanted them to wait for him and reinforcements to enter the territory they were in. They were to wait there for their arrival and then they would be briefed on the plan that NARC had come up with over the last few days. This lab really needed to be taken down. The founders were monsters and if these experiments and procedures were happening, then those who worked for them were no better than the founders were. Hera would love to play. She was all set to rip into any and all comers from the lab’s town. They thought they were safe from shifters. How exactly they figured that out, she wasn’t sure. Barbed wire and guards with guns were child’s play. She needed to resist going after them as if she were an army of one. “I can’t believe they expect
Rob listened to the Justiciar speak and once they were done conferring with each other to ensure that everything would be ready for this. It meant Rob had to deal with several things around his territory before the operation started. Becky would be fine here. Safe and sound. If she needed to go to a vet call, she would have a guard go with her. Rob needed to ensure everything was in place and ready to go. It would take hours to personally do this, and there was no way he’d leave this to anyone else. It all got his stamp of approval or it wouldn’t happen. He wasn’t going to chance this being a failure. “What’s going on?” Becky leaned up in bed and looked at Rob through the dim light of a bedside lamp. “Nothing you need to worry about. I need to look in on several things. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone for, but if you need to go deal with any of your vet duties, I’ll leave a number you can call to get a security detail to go with you. It’s the bes
Becky got a text not long after Rob was gone. It was Jane Ann asking her to come to her apartment for breakfast. Jon had breakfast sent up to her and she claimed there was too much food for her. She even sent a photo of the breakfast tray. She was correct. There was more then enough food for both of them. Twenty minutes later Becky entered Jane Ann’s apartments. Grace was already there. “So, another meeting of mates support group?” Becky asked not missing a beat. “It looks like it. We’ve been abandoned for the sake that they can plan for a war that’s probably going to be a disaster.” Grace was not mincing her words. She clearly had a strong opinion about it. “What do you know that we don’t? Or better yet, what did you hear on your end?” “Becky your ex-husband is in town and there’s nothing good coming from it. There’s incriminating evidence in the labs about definite illegal experimentation. We’re talking illegal in that the experiments go against all sorts of worldwide rulings
Bart met Rob and Jon in the study. They were about to start preparations to secure the pack’s territory when several alarms sounded. “What is going on now?” The alarms sounded throughout the packhouse and could be heard within other outer buildings. Jon was checking what alarms were triggered and where they were coming from. Rob was at the window witnessing people leaving the visible outer buildings in confusion. He knew they needed guidance and direction. “Well, Jon, what do we have?” They heard the sounds of several booted feet hurriedly entering the packhouse and Rob knew it was his enforcers responding to the alarm. Their boots echoed offer the hardwood floors as they progressed quickly to the basement and armoury. Every one of them was off duty until the alarms went off. Now his loyal pack enforcers were responding to the alarm to protect their people and their homes. “There’s four alarms triggered right now. It can’t be an accidental