“Enough Trisha. You and I have both left multiple messages. Dean will get back to us as soon as he can.” James now marvelled at how Dean stayed sane all these years with Trisha’s persistence. She’d been notified by Mary that Kiera had been attacked and that story was very long winded. He’d had to listen as she had her phone on speaker throughout their dinner. “Maybe we should go over there?” “Trisha no. I can’t get through to anyone to get permission to go into their territory.” “That’s fine. They know me. I’ll go.” “No. You’re no longer a member of their pack and as you’re alpha, I don’t give you permission to do that. That’s not safe. Look at your position now. You’re the Luna of my pack, not theirs. There’s a lot that we need to figure out before this is anything more than a tense stand off or intermission in a war.” “At least, one of you can see reason and the need to stop this stupidity.” “I didn’t start it. Your brot
“James, this is silly. What if some emergency happens? Dean calls? I mean, Kiera’s been hurt badly enough that she’s in the healing centre.” “Enough. There’s nothing we can do about that right now. Nothing you do at any time will change anything.” “Then let’s go back and finish dinner.” “Desert’s changed and I’m looking at her.” He grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it off over her head. Her bra covered breasts gave a satisfying bounce as came free from the shirt. “Magnificent look at the impressive display. The Moon Goddess definitely blessed me when she made you.” He stopped undressing Trisha for a moment to caress gently and tweak her breasts. James avidly watched his hands as they shaped her breasts in their delicate lacy cages. He knew instantly this was the correct thing to do; she was moaning softly unconsciously from this simple touch. “Take your pants off, Trisha, now.” James sat in the nearby gaming chair with her
Before her pussy relaxed from her orgasm. He grabbed her hips and pulled her into the chair with him. He threw her thighs over the arm of the chair and she faced him. He aligned the head of his cock with her core and pulled her down. Now she was impaled on his cock in a tight grasp. James couldn’t help it. His eyes rolled back for a moment in pure unadulterated pleasure. Then, with a nipple in his mouth, he worked his cock in and out of her. The need she spoke of still burned within him and it grew with each hot thrust. This was heaven for him. It didn’t take long for that pesky knot to form, because James could feel her tightening around him. His thrusts keep her from relaxing. Now she all but bounced on his cock and the sexy sounds had him reaching for the ball gag. With a little difficulty, he got it fastened on her so that he could keep those sexy sounds for himself. His pack wouldn’t make a mockery of the sounds he loved to hear from her, and she wouldn’t be emb
Dean dozed in a chair rather than the bed the healing centre provided. Just because that’s where he was when his adrenaline bottomed out. Some time just before dawn he awoke from a doze to movement from where Kiera lay. It took him a moment to realize that she was the one making the sound. He’d panicked at the thought that a caregiver or healer had entered. Or worse, someone who wanted to harm Kiera to get to him. But it wasn’t Kiera was moving. It felt a little surreal because he was so groggy, but when things fully registered in his brain, Dean was up close to Kiera’s ear and urgently whispering to her to keep her calm. “It’s okay. You’re safe don’t struggle it’s me Dean. You’re in the healing centre. Kiera, you’re going to be fine. Just stay with me and stay calm.” It felt odd to be talking to Kiera in her dire wolf form. He’d spent hours now studying it. She was a deadly beauty. It wasn’t that she looked sick or twisted. No, it was just her massive size that mad
Oli paced the waiting area. They’d brought Elder Evans to the Black River Hospital, and they were in surgery with him now. The fool was a right and proper mess. He didn’t envy the surgical team piecing him back together.Elder Evans clearly was the loser in this match. He and Dean both received the report from the examination of the scene, and he knew clearly now that Elder Evans could only have ended up like this because he jumped on Kiera.Oli’s job now was to push for his survival so that they could get information from him on why he’d done this and who gave him the tranquilizer he gave Kiera. For all the hesitation he had about Kiera before this, Oli found his opinion not just changing by his conscious decision but because he now saw the reality versus the rumour. He’d have to talk about it with Dean later when this all settled. She wasn’t a danger any more than any other shifter was. Yeah, she had the potential, but she didn’t have a temperament for being the monster the
“Well, I will say this for a Lycan you’re healing faster than expected. That’s good. You’re not ready to shift yet, dear. I’m sorry I wouldn’t recommend it. Your forearm is still broken, and we don’t want to complicate the injury just yet. So, we’ll come in every twelve hours or so make sure everything is going well and hopefully when it knits together some more, we might try the shift back into the flesh if you feel ready. I’ll make sure that someone arranges breakfast for both of you this morning. Now can I help any other way? Questions?” Dean shook his head and Kiera tucked her head under a pillow that lay on the bed near her. “Not right now, thank you. As long as there’s no complications,I’m happy.” “Yes, well, I’d say in three to five days she should be able to leave. Your forearm was pretty bad because you broke both bones, not just one. That’s why I believe it’s prudent to not rush anything. So I’ll write up a report for the next healer as I’m afraid
Kiera knew it trapped her in her fur, and it annoyed her to no end. The pounding headache didn’t help either.The Healer made it easy on her by mixing a pain reliever into some soft food that she could eat. Which wasn’t bad.Dean slept through it all and Kiera went back to sleep.But, of course, nothing was ever so easy in life. She didn’t know what triggered her memories, but when she dreamed it was bad.Kiera found herself back in the lab, in the horrible conditions there, and further twisted imaginings made it worse. Bloody faces, unrelenting pain, confusion, and the worst part was the mental torture.These humans knew she could understand them and speak, yet they ignored her and treated her like she was less than human.When the guards were bored, they’d tease and torture the ‘subjects.’ She’d seen things done to others. Some things the guards would get in trouble for. If they found a guard at fault for the death of a ‘subject’ then they replaced the ‘subject.’ Though tha
“I need to know. Is this that I must expect from her night terrors? I’ve never seen her in the middle of one. What should I do if she has another? I need some kind of guidance on this. She didn’t seem herself and she won’t talk to me about it.” “Enough Alpha Jonas, we’ll talk later. Please let us make her comfortable and then we’ll speak about it. I have questions myself and I’m not sure if you know the answer to them. We’ll discuss it then. Now please step aside while we settle her back in again.” Dean hated feeling like he was helpless and clueless. He’s supposed to be her alpha and her mate. When she needed help, he was right there but might as well be miles away from the good he was. He stormed out of Kiera’s room in utter frustration at himself. He thought they were just bad dreams. How could he have known? None of the videos or reports did anything but mention she experienced them. None gave his details that’s she’d lash out at anyone that got near her