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Kane’s POV I left the Alpha’s Suite, leading my new slave by a chain fastened to her shackles. It was probably overkill, but Jarvis was likely to be watching on the monitor in his office. Learning about the mate bond courtesy of the bugged collar had left me wondering what my Beta had that I didn’t. Ridiculous, I know. Grandmother’s first words stopped me in my tracks. “Jake’s been found. He’s in the dungeon being cross-examined by Gamma Harriet.” Amy’s response left me reeling. “Nice try, but I can tell you’re lying, Luna Truman,” she said. Was I about to play piggy in the middle? “Why so loyal to one who was mean to you, girl?” It was my slave’s turn to show surprise. “You see things, don’t you?” she whispered. “Sometimes. And you, Amy Jordan, are one of the few I know who can block me out. Have a seat.” I felt as if all my power had been stripped away as was often the case in here. “That wicker chair’s uncomfortable,” I said, wanting to play my part. “Park yourself,” m
Kane’s POVI thought it was settled. I’d booked the trip, paid for the plane tickets on my AMEX card and was looking forward to acting like a CEO for once, when Selene tried to ruin all my plans.We were due to have our mating ceremony in midsummer and I could definitely stand the wait, given what was on offer. Maybe that was harsh, but she had only brought it on herself with her recent behaviour.I thought Amy looked very tasty indeed in that yet-to-be-embroidered choker.“I’m coming too,” my Luna declared. “A little retail therapy will help with you know what.”It was time to play dirty, so I messaged her Lycan father, complaining that his bossy daughter was interfering with pack business.I could be bold when it was in a good cause.Her mobile rang soon after and she sulked for ages after listening to his tirade. I already had the impression he didn’t care for females. That set me thinking. Why did dominant males all follow a mythical Moon Goddess? Had there been a time when Alpha
Jake’s POVI tried to remember everything Selene had disclosed about her Lycan parent. It didn’t help. There were no similarities when it came to Michael. I assumed it was something to do with the difference in the atmosphere down here.We’d survived the train journey and now this.His Beta had come for him in a stretch limo, though we had a bit of a hike through the woods first. I understood the Alpha King was something of a maverick and caused his security detail endless headaches.Yet there was no messing with him. I had seen that for myself.Lisa was annoyed with me, convinced I had meant it when I joked about selling her. I would have to be more careful. Next thing, she would realise I had never loved her. Rene’s daughter was only the means to an end.Unlike Amy, I didn’t have grand plans or wonderful aims. My purpose in life was to get rich quick and if that meant trading in female flesh, I would do it. Pretending to be in love was the easy part. I just acted out a role like in
Amy’s POVThe joke was well and truly on me. I knew I should have packed my own case. I was told slaves “got what they were given” or “deserved”. No way had I merited this.We had an appointment with Elvis Munro and I hoped what I was wearing wouldn’t be too distracting. The peekaboo style cropped top was the most modest thing currently hanging in my closet – maybe I am exaggerating a tad – and I was giving it an airing on what was a hot day in the business district.Fortunately, the Omegas had included two pairs of shorts, and I opted for the slightly less fitted ones above nude seamed tights. Oh, what I wouldn’t give for some roller skates so I could leave Kane for dust.I raised a few eyebrows outside the bank, I can tell you.The library district seemed more cosmopolitan in terms of clothing and I hurried along in my clunky heels, mindful of where I was stepping. Discarded chewing gum was the least of my worries.Munro was small and jaunty, like the angle of his trendy cap with th
Kane’s POV One minute things were moving along swimmingly and the next I was filled with doubts thanks to my dark-haired companion. To be fair, she was only pointing out something I should have addressed long ago instead of merely wondering about the part my grandmother might have played in Rene’s disappearance. It hadn’t taken long for the seed to sprout from deception and plotting to something even more incredible where the old Luna was concerned. Dorothy had been my rock when Mom went. As far as Amy knew my mother was dead. All anyone from the pack could be certain about was that she had vanished one night without a trace. The circumstances were a closely-guarded secret because, apparently, Rene had been with someone at the time and it wasn’t Dad. Burying an empty coffin meant she was truly dead to us and I hated that. There’s a song about dancing in the moonlight and I often imagine her doing that. It helps sometimes. Mom loved moving her feet to music. Selene wasn’t answe
Jake’s POVA little snooping is good for the soul. Sometimes, it can pave the way towards blackmail. In this case, the only thing I was after was the sultry Diana in my bed.I’ve always been light-fingered and, judging that tonight would be one she spent with the Alpha King, I gathered my courage and entered her room. Exploration had its perks and her scent was everywhere, including in the lingerie drawer.That probably worked both ways, though I didn’t care. I wanted her to know I’d been here.Finding the diary was an added bonus. I had trouble with the lock initially and decided to take it away with me along with a pair of see-through panties. Maybe if I asked nicely she would wear them for me sometime in the near future.I had managed to persuade the Alpha King that it would take time to ensnare Amy. He wasn’t aware it was my own sister I was procuring for him. Finding out from a friendly source within the Crescent Moon pack that she was currently on a working trip with Kane left m
Amy’s POVTo be fair, when I complained about the contents of my suitcase, Kane denied all responsibility. Selene, the bitch. It had to be her doing.When I refused to go jogging with him, he soon consented to splash the cash. In some ways it was disappointing he wasn’t more of a challenge. How was I to know he was just biding his time?The tracksuit was okay and it would do for the airplane. Good job he’d bought an open-ended ticket. I didn’t even know that was possible other than for trains and maybe buses.We called at the bank first. I was fearful they would never have heard of old Elmer and stared at Kane like a simpleton when he asked for Elvis. Where was my brain these days? Probably under glass in the museum where our man had once been a curator. It appeared he did actually work there and had not just been a customer emerging at the exact time of our rendezvous arrangements. Everyone was entitled to a leave of absence though it didn’t endear him to the Alpha.This waiting was
Lisa’s POVI had to believe the evidence of my eyes. This was a vampire seated to my left, a gorgeous woman with the ageless beauty of her kind. She didn’t belong here, I sensed that much, and yet she was in no hurry to leave.“Hi there,” I said, wincing internally.She wasn’t a fellow tourist seeing the sights, rather a ruthless opportunist who seemed to be sated. For now.“If you are wondering who bid me enter, my dear, let me tell you that notion is a fallacy.” The creature examined her long talons, one by one. “Let’s just say I have an open invitation.”That curtain was billowing gently every so often. I guessed someone had deliberately left a window open.I decided to adopt a practical rather than an accusatory attitude. It seemed to work.“Is Jake – will he be okay?”The woman laughed and I could only stare at the vein which wasn’t pulsing in her throat. That alabaster complexion was almost worth dying for – almost.“I didn’t turn him, if that’s what you are alluding to, little