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It’s raining. It was the first thing I noticed. Everything was dark. I couldn’t remember falling asleep. My brows dipped into a frown as I tried to remember what we’d been doing before I fell asleep. There had been kissing, and touching. Lots of touching. Tyrone’s hand had slipped down between my legs while we were watching the videos. He had rubbed my clit as Bella kissed me. My frown deepened. They had made me orgasm a few times and then I had become sleepy. I remembered Michel wanting to switch the lamps off but I told them to leave them on before I fell asleep. The lamps weren’t on anymore. Swallowing, I slowly reached out in front of me, feeling for warm skin only to come into contact with a cold blanket. My stomach twisted with unease as my heartbeat increased. Something’s wrong. “Sin, I’m right here.” Bella’s hand caught mine. “Sorry, I had to go pee.”“Something’s wrong,” I told Bella, squeezing her hand. “Something’s wrong.”“It’s okay.” Bella moved closer, wrapping
Jackson is dead. This time we could be sure of it. There was a body to prove it and the memory of shooting the motherfucker would forever be branded in my mind. I was happy to do it, and I would certainly do it over and over again if I had the opportunity. I glanced at Sin and Daisy, sitting in the corner of the porch. The right thing to do should be to call the cops, but the cops already knew he was dead unless he paid someone on the force to help him fake his death. “What happened?”I hesitated. “What makes you think something happened?”“Bella, it’s the middle of the night. There has to be a reason for you to call me so late. Now tell me, what happened?”“Jackson broke into the house,” I said softly. Something clattered to the floor. “He’s dead,” I told him before he could utter a word. “I-I shot him,” I explained where our alphas were. “I can’t get a hold of them.”“Have you tried the neighbour’s phone?” he questioned. “Nobody’s answering. I know for a fact that they’re the
“Do you want me to get you anything?” David asked softly. I shook my head. All I wanted was for my alphas to get home safely and prove Jackson’s words wrong. He hadn’t hurt them. Bella had spoken to them on the phone but that didn’t mean that they would return home. What if Jackson had planned something for them when they were on their way home?“How long until they get back?” I asked Bella. “Shouldn’t they have been here already?”I looked up when neither of them answered my question. David and Bella exchanged a glance and then David made his way over to me. He knelt in front of the couch and reached out to place a hand on my knee. “There are a few miles that separate the properties from each other, and with the rain...the roads are a mess.” He smiled. “Ty and Michel will be driving slowly with the trailers hooked to the truck and the horses loaded in the back.”“I just want them to get home,” I whispered. “I know, darling. Do you want to call them?”I instantly nodded. “No,” Be
“I hope you fucking burn in hell,” I hissed as I poured gasoline all over Jackson’s body. Stepping back, I watched as Michel threw a match onto the body, setting it on fire. We stood silent, shoulder to shoulder, watching as the flames spread until no part of his body was untouched. The smoke rose higher and higher in the sky, the smell of burning flesh filling our noses. Calling the police was not an option. Everybody in town already hated us and if Bella confessed to shooting Jackson, they would have no problem locking her up. “I’ll keep an eye on it while I tend to the horses,” Michel said softly. “Better go clean up.”“Mind if I borrow some clothes?” David asked. I glanced over at him and winced. We had both tried to get Jackson’s body out of the house without getting blood on everything, but our clothes didn’t survive at all. My eyes darted over my own clothes and then to the burning body. “Throw the clothes into the fire when you’ve changed.” Michel spun around and made hi
His body was different. I knew that no person looked the same. Everyone was different and unique in their own way. David had been with us during my heat, I could remember seeing him, but I didn’t remember many details about it. Now I had a first-row view of everything I had missed when I was in heat. My eyes darted over every inch of him, taking in the dark ink that covered nearly every inch of his chest. He was fit like Tyrone and Michel, but his body was firmer. My heartbeat increased as my eyes slipped lower to the patch of neatly trimmed hair at the apex of his thighs. Not bare but not a lot of hair either. I studied his cock next and then the tattoos on his thighs. “You have so many,” I whispered. “And he’ll probably get a few more until every inch of his body is covered in ink,” Tyrone muttered from behind me. David shifted from foot to foot. “I don’t think anybody has ever studied every inch of me like you.”Swallowing, I looked at Tyrone over my shoulder. I was still un
“Do you need any help?”Michel stiffened and slowly straightened. His eyes locked on me over the horse’s back for a few seconds. “No.”I swallowed and moved around the front of the horse to the other side. For a moment my eyes darted over the horse, taking in the wounds that has already been treated before locking on him. “How long are you going to stay mad at me?” I asked him. He didn’t answer. Letting out a sigh, I walked over to the bench and picked up another brush. I walked back around the horse and started brushing her fur. The silence between us stretched on and on, making my heart sink with every second that passed. “I’m sorry,” I muttered. “Do you think sorry is going to fix everything?” Michel growled. “No.”Michel threw the brush down on the bench and took the reins. I dropped my brush and followed behind him as he led the horse into the barn. After securing her in a stall, he spun around to face me. “You were stupid!” he growled. “You should have called me the mome
I loved the smell of my alpha. I loved watching my alpha and my beta having sex even more. It was different from the way Tyrone and Michel and I had sex. Raising my head, I looked at Tyrone. “Will you do it to me?”“Do what?” he questioned as he glanced at me. “Take me like Michel took Bella.”Tyrone’s steps faltered. I thought it was because of what I said, but when I looked at him, I found his attention focused elsewhere. I followed his gaze to the house. My stomach dropped. David sat on the steps, staring down at his phone. After what happened I thought that he had left. At that moment, he looked up. Our eyes locked for a few seconds before I looked away.“I’ll talk to him.”It would have been so easy to let him do that. I was embarrassed after what happened in the bathroom and the easy thing would have been to just ignore him and pretend that nothing happened. “No.” I pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I think that we need to talk. I don’t want it to be awkward between us, betwee
Lauren Sanders.I knew now why the name had sounded so familiar when it was mentioned in the ongoing investigation. Lots of people had the same names so I didn’t really pay much attention to it. Until now. Until I had an address and a snapshot of the woman. My body vibrated with anger and I was sure that everyone would’ve been able to feel it if they were awake. This fucking woman, a woman who I had known for more than six years, was responsible for my mate’s suffering. For all the fucking pain she had gone through before Draven found her in that motel room. Had he known?The question flashed through my mind along with a billion others that had no answers. I wish I had respected Sin’s wishes and told them that I didn’t want the information on Sin’s mother. But I had asked because I thought that Sin would change her mind about it. Not once in the past four weeks had she asked me or even mention it. You know where she lives.I knew everything about her and some more that hadn’t be