Jane's POVI froze.I couldn’t believe what I’d done. Shit! . How could I have had sex with Hunter ? And my kids were right next to me? Eyes widening as my brain finally started to work, I gasped, “God,” and roughly yanked Hunter’s dick out of me.The second our bodies parted, mine began to protest. Spasms wracked through me; my breaths came in short, breathy pants. The mate bond screamed at me to slide his dick back inside. Our orgasms had been interrupted, and I knew that Hunter had to be even more irritable than I was.I started fumbling around for the clothes I couldn’t remember taking off.“Ah,” Hunter mumbled, “what the fu–”I slapped my hand over his mouth. “Don’t say the f-word in front of my baby!”“Don’t touch a guy’s body, then! Especially not when he’s been forced to stop half way!” His voice dripped with barely repressed anger. I shivered.He shoved my hand away and reached for his phone. He clicked the flashlight on; the sudden bright light burnt my retinas, but as m

Hunter’s POVAva had disappeared – again. What the fuck? Why did this have to keep happening to my baby girl?I searched every damn corner of the city and couldn’t find her anywhere. My blood ran cold every time I thought I saw her, only to realise a half-second later that I’d been mistaken yet again.One thought kept pounding through my head: had she been kidnapped again? I’d thought my reaction last time would have been more than enough to stop anyone from trying again. I’d killed her kidnappers, ripping off their limbs first, one by one, and finishing them off by tearing through their necks. I’d wanted to send a message: Ava Burns is protected. If anyone dares touch my baby then I will make them pay.Since then, though, I’d not dropped my guard. I’d been investigating how they’d managed to take Ava away from me so easily.My temples throbbed. Rage pulsed in my blood. I was at breaking point, on the verge of snapping right here, right now, in the middle of the airport – full of

Hunter’s POVReg and I tore into their necks. Adrenaline surged through my veins. Every slash of our fangs, every drop of enemy blood soaking into our muzzle, made the anxiety gnawing at my chest ease. It was hard to worry about Ava and that Omega when our muscles were pulled taut and our mind was set to kill.We clawed their hearts from their chests. I smiled grimly as blood and sinew splattered our paws. I had to admit it – I loved killing. It was like my therapy; it brought me a sense of peace that nothing else could.The instinct to howl overwhelmed us. Opening our jaw and dropping our head back, we let out a wild, blood-soaked howl. It felt incredible –And then Nat, Carl’s wolf, replied. Fuck. Reg swung around, nostrils flaring, searching out Nat’s scent. If we hadn’t just ripped through all those wolves, I felt sure there would be a fierce fight between them.Lucky Nat, I thought, as Reg’s hackles rose and fell. And lucky Carl.‘Crap!’ Reg blurted, his anger sliced through wi

Chapter 27She Slapped Me!Jane’s POVI clutched my boys tightly to my chest as Hunter tucked Ava into my arms. I adjusted their weight, carrying all three of them close; the moment I had them settled, Hunter lifted me into his arms.Bearing the weight of all four of us as though it were nothing, he crouched amidst the rock fall and lifted the heavy stones, one by one, to pick a path out of them.As the rocks above use seemed to move of their own accord – S and Carl’s work, no doubt – Hunter jumped up and out.Moonlight spilled in, its silver light gilding the dark, craggy stones, and as we neared the top the sudden burst of its light blinded me.We were out. We were free.I swallowed hard. I could barely believe what we’d done down there. It felt unreal, as distant as a dream, and yet so palpable that I could still feel the hot flush of his breath upon my naked skin.I shivered, pleasant tingles spreading down my back. But I couldn’t think about that now. I had my boys to think about

Jane’s POVOnce I’d shut Carl firmly in the other bedroom, not even hesitating there long enough to look around, I went back to the sleeping pups to watch over them.Smiling to myself, tears pricking my eyes, I gazed softly at them. They looked so sweet lying there together; Owen had put an arm around Ava, and the three of them were nestled in close under the blanket.I fetched a cloth, ran it under the hot tap, and went back to wipe their faces clean. I managed to dress them both in their pyjamas, and then I settled on the edge of the bed, fiddling with the blanket.“Good night, my snow angels,” I whispered, leaning forward to kiss my boys’ foreheads. I felt sorry for Ava, and patted her cheek fondly. She was so cute, with her lips parted slightly in her sleep and her dark eyelashes casting long shadows down her cheeks.I couldn’t hold her mother against her. Ava had been nothing but adorable in the short time that I’d known her.My head started to droop, so changed quickly into a