All Chapters of Fire and Ice (The alliance Book 1): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

  CaliI was a little bit amazed that Damian hadn’t split his knuckles yet. I had never really watched a man work out before but even still I doubted that they usually attacked the bag with such gusto. He was trying to get the frustration out, I got that but at the same time I wished there was an easier way.‘They found a trail, they are following now, we’re only five minutes behind.’ Tristan’s voice sounded in my head before the link disconnected as quickly as it came. He didn’t have time for chit chat he was just keeping me up to date.Not wanting to interrupt Damian while he seemed to be somewhat coping, I kept the information to myself and simply sat and watched as he continued to pound his fists into the leather.I couldn’t help but wonder though, if this is what Tristan was like when I was taken and I vowed then and there to be extra cautious in future, God I would do anything I cou

  Cali“Do something, bring her back.” Damian half demanded half pleaded with Tristan as soon as the three of us entered the otherwise empty main living room.“I can’t Dai, I can’t make her come back.”“Of course, you can, use your Alpha aura.”“And if I did that, I would be no better than the people that took her in the first place.”“I can’t…” Damian started slumping into the sofa and practically hiding his face in his hands. “I can’t lose her Tris.”“I know. Believe me I know. So, lets help her, let’s get this shit with the traffickers wrapped up so she can come home.” Tristan stated taking the seat opposite his delta as I continued to stand just inside the doorway. “What do we know?”“Not a whole hell of a lot.” Damian exclaimed flinging his arms

 CaliWe made it to Tristan's office just in time for the conference call and I dropped into the visitor’s chair beside Tristan's desk as he set up the call, trying to focus on the task at hand rather than the need that coursed through me. But I couldn't seem to rid myself of the thoughts that ran through my head, memories, images. Tristan naked, his muscled body, his dark eyes, his rough hands, his warm mouth, his skin pressed against mine, his hands skimming my body.The need was almost unbearable at this point, and I couldn't keep my eyes off my mate, I watched as the muscles in his arms flexed, his t-shirt pulling taught as he twisted while setting everything up on the desk, I rubbed my legs together, shifting in the chair trying to relieve just the slightest bit of ache.I had never felt desire like this before, it had never been this extreme, this consuming and I found myself sitting in the chair unable to keep still as I tried in Vain t

 CaliThe minutes ticked by as Tristan and I lay in silence, coming down from our high and just enjoying being in each other's company. Eventually our heart rates returned to normal, and the worries of the day creeped back in.It felt like there was more to do than there were hours in the day, I could feel Tristan's own worry through the bond. All the same emotions that had been there at the end of the conference call were now tinged with a sense of urgency and I felt guilt wrap around my own emotions, knowing that it was my desire that dragged him from the tasks at hand.With the alpha's vote scheduled for in in 2 days’ time Tristan was now up against the clock. I knew that Michael was leading the interrogation of the prisoners, but an emphasis had been put onto discovering any link to the traffickers, at the same time they would also be looking for signs of those who were corralled into attacking Blackrock and those that attacked of their ow

  CaliThe rest of the afternoon passed by in a blur, minutes turned to hours as Amber and I worked side-by-side sorting through paperwork, notes left by Freya, trying to put the plans for the Christmas festival into some semblance of order.We took it in turns contacting the vendors from Blackrock, finalising details for the stalls they were setting up. Amber spoke with Lucas, the head of the education Centre, to see what the students had been working on, and what we could incorporate into the festival.We held a meeting at the packhouse with Grant, head of house maintenance, to discuss the ball we had planned for Christmas Eve.By the time night fell, we were both exhausted, but so much had been accomplished that neither one of us could stop smiling at the thought of the upcoming festivities."I'm actually really looking forward to Christmas this year. We never do this much. Typically, there is a ball or a dance for the