Keegan POV:
My eyes widened and I snapped, “Which room?”
“Relax, he won’t try anything with her,” Jarred reassured me as he pointed at the room across from us.
I strode toward the door and walked into the dimly lit room. Ricki was leaning against a wall, looking toward the corner. Behind the fabric-covered screen, I could see Vianne’s silhouette.
I glared at the punk. “Get out.”
He turned to look at me with a smug grin, his grin widening when he faced me. He pushed himself off the wall before brushing past me. “She has a nice ass,” he murmured. I turned with clenched fists, reading to beat the crap out of him.
“He didn’t see anything, Keegan,” Vianne said, walking out from behind the screen. “He is an idiot, thinking he needed to be in the room with me.” She shook her head as she picked up her robe.
“No, he doesn’t think that. He
Keegan POV:“Why?”“My first reaction to you asking to take her to the hospital was that we would have to leave.”“Oh.”“She comes first, Keegan,” she whispered, her voice tight as if trying to hold something back. “I can’t risk him finding us before I’m ready. And even then, I will not let him within a hundred miles of her.”The only reason I could see that she was beating herself over it was that she didn’t want to leave me. But that was wishful thinking.“Nothing or no one should come between you and your daughter, Vianne. When the time comes and you have to leave to protect yourselves, you won’t have to make the decision. I will make it for you,” I said firmly. I meant it. If the best option for survival was for them to leave, I would send them away. Unless…She looked up from the cup she was clenching. Her eyes had become misty
Keegan POV:I carried an emotionally drained Vianne to her bedroom after her episode in the gym. I hated that I had done something to trigger memories of a horrific ordeal. I knew training her would be difficult, not only because of who she was but because it would scare her.When Edwin and I trained Tess to protect herself, it had taken over a week before she would even allow us to remain in a room alone with her. Her eyes had always darted around. Looking for escape routes, always alert. She had trembled with fear whenever Edwin or I had come within ten feet of her. We had our work cut out for us, but in the long run, we had taught her to fight back. Afterward, she never let anyone belittle or hurt her in any way without giving that person a piece of her mind—sometimes a black eye or two. But with Vianne, it was different because I had allowed myself to become more emotionally involved with my trainee. I couldn’t find it in me to tell her to suck
[WARNING: The second half of the chapter contains sexually explicit content. Read at your own risk!] Keegan POV: I let out a breath and sighed in relief. “Have the guys tell him to back off.” “Want us to rough him up a bit?” he asked seriously. I considered it for a second, but Troy was family. “No, but find out why he felt the need to follow us,” I said. I looked at Vianne in the rearview mirror and smiled. She let out a relieved breath. “Will do. Now stop making sexy eyes at your wife and get us some food,” Jarred teased. “Asshole. Just make sure Ricki keeps his eyes on his dinner and not my wife,” I growled lowly, so as to not be overheard, before hanging up. A second later I felt a slap on the back of my head. Damn it. I grinned over my shoulder sheepishly, noticing Claire trying to hide her giggles behind her tiny hand. “Keegan, that mouth of yours is—” Vianne started. “Dirty!” Claire exclaimed while her mother held back a laugh. “We have to come up with a way to pr
Keegan POV:I growled playfully before tickling until she cried in her giggles. “We need to finish,” I said lightly breathless from laughing with her. Since her hair was baby fine, combing through it was relatively easy despite the curls. The task should have felt strange, but instead, I felt nostalgic. When I was a child, I remember watching my mother get ready, sitting at her vanity to comb her hair.Claire preened in the mirror, checking out my work after I helped her slip on a headband. She turned her face from side to side, deeming herself ready after dabbing a bit of body spray on her wrists. A little adult, indeed. It was both alarming and so damned cute. “Ready!”“Let’s go, then,” I said, rising to my feet. She scrambled onto her feet on the chair, despite my protests. “Turn around, please,” she insisted. “I want a piggyback ride.” When I shook my head, thinking that Vianne
Keegan POV:I sighed, pissed off that it had come to this so soon. I had used an excuse to go to the bathroom and call Clement. He had told me to tell Jarred everything I could about Brant, but he wanted it to remain that the reason we were hiding them was that Vianne and I were involved. Vianne had left her abusive husband but had to go into hiding after he hunted her down. Under no circumstances was anyone to know they were related to Clement. The man had a hard time trusting anyone, even the members of his own pack. The more people who knew about his relationship with Vianne and Claire, the more likely it would be leaked out and used against him. My story of how I had met her on vacation and fallen in love with her stayed. Jarred seemed to believe me and our reasoning for keeping it from him was to do with the connections that Brant had. He reiterated that Vianne was too recognizable and also pointed out that the bounty did not specify Claire. I was
[WARNING: Explicit content up ahead! Read at your own risk. Bring out some holy water and tissues just in case.] Keegan POV: She stood near the foot of the bed, cocking her pretty head and fisting her hands on her hips. It was an enticing picture that had me groaning out loud and so aroused. The moment I leaped off the bed, she took off toward the other side of the room. I regretted needing a big room. My bedroom had originally been two rooms and I had renovated it for my needs. I took some time, but I finally cornered her against the bed. Our breaths were coming in pants as a sheen of sweat coated our skin. She was beautiful all flushed and aroused and mine. I was so ready to touch and kiss every inch of her body. She smirked evilly, and then she turned, bending over the side of the bed. I groaned deeply at the sight of her bare ass on display for me. I had taken her once in the morning, and I still wanted her. I would never have enough. She looked over her shoulder at me.
Keegan POV:“Shit,” I cursed, looking for pants. “He is coming in pretty fast. Do you want us to refuse him entry?”“I am pretty sure at this point he would run your ass over, Jarred. Let him in.” I hung up and quickly located a pair of jeans and shoes. I threw on a shirt, kissing Vianne on her cheek before disarming the alarms. I didn’t want my cousin to alert her and Claire, who had her covers twisted around her feet, another trait she got from Vianne. I smiled and tucked her in gently, careful not to wake her. I left her room and decided to close the door in hopes she wouldn’t hear what was undoubtedly going to be a heated conversation. I heard Troy pull up just short of the front steps of the house. I groaned. What did he really want?Before I answered the door, I saw Vianne, her lips pressed together, wearing a robe and standing at the foot of the stairs. I grimaced because I hadn’t told
Keegan POV:“We both were,” she said with a sigh. “As I said before, I put something in his food to knock him out. He must have known something was off because he instantly sobered up when his eyes started drooping.”“There was a knock on the door,” she said thoughtfully. She pulled her knees to her chest in a defensive position. “He knew something wasn’t right and made himself sick on purpose. That alerted Janice.”“She was at the door and thought it was you.” It was simple math. Vianne nodded. “Janice forced the door open easily, but she was alone. Brant was on her immediately. He is a wolf, and he had a gun. He overpowered her easily and forced her on her knees and secured her with a cord from one of the lamps.” The pain etched on her face was heartbreaking. I couldn’t help but stroke her cheek. She turned to my touch and closed her eyes again, sighing.“B