All Chapters of Wide Awake Chaos: Shadow Warrior Series: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~Harlow’s Point of View~“Ohhh my gosh! There’s so many,” I squeal, as I run toward a mama and her puppies. They look as though they can’t be more than a few days old. They’re all nursing or trying to, since they want to crawl over each other.I immediately want all of them though I know that isn’t practical. But in my head, I’m already naming them. They’re golden retrievers and they are impossibly cute. A pet was something I always desperately wanted but in foster care it would have been another mouth to feed, and they don’t like that.“No,” Luke says, as his hands move to my shoulders in an attempt to hold me back.“But it's going to freeze tonight! We can’t leave them,” I protest, pouting.“Surely you know how crazy wolves are over transferred scents? She isn’t going to want our stink all over her babies,” he says. I make a face at that, but know there is probably some truth to it. My mind instantly wanders a mile a minute, trying to figure this out. “She knows what to do Harlow, l

~Harlow’s Point of View~“Could there possibly be anything more boring,” I whine, propping my elbow on my knee and dropping my chin into my hand. Luke gives me a knowing look, equally as bored. The cheerleaders are half dressed, and I do all I can not to look at them. I notice Luke isn’t the least phased by them and that turns me on to no end. He doesn’t even look twice at any other female out here and he keeps holding my hand which I love a bit too much. “I might have asked you to go under these benches so I could sneak a kiss but I just watched someone dump a large cup of liquid through the floor. Why on earth would one do that,” he asks, and I let out a sarcastic laugh.“People are wasteful and stupid,” I answer, and mean it. My fingers twitch at his mention of kissing, and I wonder what he’d do if I just grabbed his face out here and--“So am I to understand that they all just chase a ball and hit each other over it? But they’re not allowed to actually injure the other? There are

~Tate’s Point of View~The next morning when we return to the Hair of the Dog, Trek isn’t even there. It’s just the bartender. He gives us another map, and again we go and find the packages like good little minions. By the time we’re making the last pick up, I’m nearly coming out of my skin.*Tate you in range,* I hear, as I jump down from a tree. Megan shifted to go on a quick hunt, but I was trying to hold out for something to eat later.*Yeah Shane go ahead,* I reply, over mind-link.I’m relieved to hear his voice honestly, anyone but Megan. I listen patiently as he relays some updates from the others that are undercover. He mentions there’s still no sign of the bar owner, and they believe there may be some sort of mutiny going on. I tell him things seem relatively normal at the Hair, at least there’s nothing strange on the surface. Just drug dealers, drunks getting into fights and strippers, all which we expected.I find it very hard to believe that Trek could overthrow anyone’s po

~Tyson’s Point of View~“Uhh, something I said,” I ask, turning back to River. He shrugs.“Grab our stuff and head inside, I’ll talk to her. Teenagers huh,” he offers and I nod. My wolf Axel stirs in my head, as he recalls the night we investigated Harlow’s brutal case. I’m hardly offended that she doesn’t remember me, I don’t think she ever looked up from her little cocoon. She was basically catatonic. But maybe she spoke to Tate then? There’s no chance he would have offended her, he’s extremely professional and out of all my children, has by far the best manners.“Kids,” I mutter, then make my way into the house.It’s well over an hour before they come in, and by then I’ve got a tray of meats, cheeses and fruit waiting. They both make a plate and come to sit with me in the living room.My mate will be home late, she’s off helping with one of our grandpups tonight and I simply needed a break from reality. The beach house offers that in spades. Unless you have guests randomly show up

~Luke’s Point of View~I lazily play with the red strap half falling off her shoulder with one hand, and carefully stroke her loose breast with the other as her hand runs up and down my length. I hiss and move to pull away, but she moves with me.“Believe me when I tell you I’d love nothing more than to make you forget your name. I don’t have one of those rubber things,” I say, and loathe how dumb I sound. The old Luc wouldn’t give a damn about such things because the female he’d bed wouldn’t make it to see another morning.Harlow starts to laugh, and just like that my hard dick goes limp. I’m not entirely sure I’ve ever had a female laugh at me. She flicks her hair back and my eyes stay fixed on her breasts as they move and my dick twitches with life.*She’s allowed to laugh, hell anything, anything she wants,* Dante quickly says, before I can read too much into it.“Well plan better next time you come to my room at night all sneaky,” she teases, turning to prop herself on her elbow.