All Chapters of The Werewolf Hunter's Secret: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

KACELAI shook myself awake, opening my suitcase.  I hadn’t packed any gym whore outfits, so I was going to have to make do with what I had.I dressed in a pair of biking shorts and rolled up the hems a little so that my long legs were showcased.  I paired it with a tiny sports bra that I usually had a t-shirt over the top of.  Instead of a t-shirt, I put on a flannel shirt and left it unbuttoned.  I slicked back my hair and tied it into a ponytail high up on top of my head and then pulled a few tendrils out, letting them curl over my face.  I added a lot of mascara and eyeliner to my face and applied concealer to cover my scar.  I made big, pouty lips with some of Tank’s lipstick and then presented myself to the guys.They were all silent.  “What?” I demanded.  “Is it not good enough?”“Um, my queen?  You’re showing a lot of skin,” Mouse squeaked out.

WYATTWhen I turned on the news this morning, I saw a story out of Boston about the O’Callahan men.  The news anchor was reporting that the authorities were speculating that there was a carbon monoxide leak.  I turned off the television and picked up my phone.I made some arrangements and then threw a few clothes into an overnight bag, running down the stairs.  I could hear Lia’s soothing voice as I passed the second floor landing and I knew that she was talking to the girls from Laos.  I felt slightly guilty about not stopping to help her, but they were still skittish of men and I wanted to go.  I jumped into the waiting car and sped off.I met a private jet at the small airport in town and we took off.  I was on my way to meet Kacela in Boston and then we were going to fly somewhere else, her choice.  I wanted a few days alone with her, not on Packlands, where we could spend some time together without distractions

KACELA My heart stilled when I saw Charlie. He was a loose end that I needed to take care of but I wasn’t planning on taking care of him right now. Looks like he had different plans. Get my mom out of here, I mind linked Wyatt. Not a chance I’m leaving you here alone with him, Wyatt answered. I rolled my eyes. “Done with your conversation, sis?” Charlie asked with a smirk. He knew what we were doing. “Where’s Emmett?” I asked, looking past him into the empty living room. “I sent him on an errand,” Charlie answered. I almost quit breathing. “Will he be back soon?” I asked, carefully. I needed to know if he was dead. “Depends on how long we take,” Charlie said cheerfully. I crumpled my face in a look of confusion. I had no idea what he wanted. I decided to quit playing the game. “So does mom know?” I asked, walking past her and into the kitchen where a pot of enchilada sauce bubbled happily on the stove. “Know what?” my mom asked, returning to the pot and stirring, gi

KACELA I was so exhausted.  Between the incident with my brother, his burial, finding Emmett and the conversation with my mom, I was emotionally and physically drained.  I let Wyatt lead me down the stairs and into the jeep. He parked at the hotel, and I just sat, staring off into space.  He came around to the passenger door and helped me out, gently taking my hand and handing the keys to the valet.  He led me in, and I blindly followed. He didn’t stop, just went directly to our room, using the key to let us in.  I stood, obediently by the door while he shut it and secured it.  I saw that someone had placed our bags in the closet and turned down the bed of this opulent room.  I still didn’t move. Wyatt looked me over and then led me to the bed, gently seating me on the edge.  He bent down, untying my sneakers and then removing them from my feet.  He rubbed each foot gently, working the tendons and kneading

WYATT After the surprise wedding, we went back to the hotel to celebrate.  I had planned on celebrating in bed, but our guests had other ideas.  We ended up at a restaurant in a private room, dancing, drinking and laughing well into the early morning hours.  When we finally dragged ourselves back to the hotel, the front desk clerk nicely reminded us that checkout was at 10:00am. “Did you like the surprise?” I asked Kacela, somewhat worriedly.  We hadn’t had a chance to be alone since the wedding and I began to have doubts.  She responded by flinging herself into my arms.  I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me, grinding herself into my rod that was becoming awake.  I put my lips on her, kissing her hard. “What is it that you want, Mrs. King?” I asked. “I want you to fuck me hard, Mr. King,” she whispered back, nibbling on my earlobe.  That was all the encouragement I needed.  I reached u