All Chapters of Bounty for the Lycan Princess ~Nichols~: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Nicholas~ I didn't know jack shit about finesse or how to handle people, and it showed, but I'd just watched with curiosity and amazement as my smooth-as-silk mate got precisely what she wanted from the manager. She handed me a manifest before turning and twitching her hot little ass out of the sliding glass doors that led to the impound yard, and I stepped in line behind her, enjoying the view. Once outside, she stops short in front of me. Hitting the brick wall behind her, she grunts and looks at the map. "Vans are in the back," I point to the yard map. "It's a ways back; are you going to be okay?" "I'll be fine, Agent, led the way." She takes the shades off her head and puts them on. I want to wrap my arm around her as we walk, but I remember her pulling away from me when we pulled in. It isn't appropriate for us to be seen having a PDA, I suppose, so I shove my hand in my pocket instead, none too happy about it. Zeek invades my mind. 'So when exactly will you be honest with

Nicholas~ Harley thought I wouldn't go with her? That was ludicrous. Even if I led the life she thinks I do, I would give it up, hell, if it took a trip to the moon to get my mark on her neck. I would strap on my damn space boots! Hadn't I made that clear? Nor do I like the idea of her keeping secrets from me. 'You're the pot calling the kettle black in the keeping secrets department; it's a two-way street, Nick. Harley needs to know who you are, and it must come from you. If she finds out any other way, you'll be lucky if she ever speaks to you again.' 'I have been thinking about that, Zeek. How would she find out? Kyle will not rat on me, and it's not like she's going back to Ian's place. Harley never has to know that Ian sent me.' 'Still, our mates deserve to know who they are. How will you explain to Harley that she is a powerful guardian without telling her you know about Ian and his part in this? You are the one who said we can't force them. If you don't tell her who she is,

Harley~ Sauls answered, crossing his arms over his chest. "Harvey Knounch, a local drunk. Witnesses from the bar say he left alone around midnight." Stone adds, "Impound recovered his car from the alley beside the bar. The killer zapped him with a high-powered stun gun. CSI found a piece of the spent cartridge." My nervous twitch and deep breath have Nick reading me like a book. He looks over at me; I know he can see the sweat beading on my brow by the frown I get before he refocuses on the group. "Have you traced the gun to the manufacturer with the cartridge fragments?" Nick asked. "Not yet, Agent Reins," Rodriguez said. Perhaps the FBI could speed that process along." Sauls suggested. "I'll see what I can do." Nick's sarcastic tone suggests that he isn't the least bit interested in helping Sauls. I know it's because he's too busy worrying about me. Captain Sauls levels him with a half-cocked smile, which Nick ignores. 'Can we please get on with this?!' Rae growls at me. I

Stalker Steve~28Restless doesn't even describe my current affliction. Lenny has kept me cooling my jets for a week. Well, he thinks he has anyway. Man, I was jonesing bad! Once I couldn't stop my hands from shaking, I had to do what I had to do to calm the beast. Tonight I have brought Vicky along; she talks a good game, it's time to see what she's made of. After some research, I decided on a small town southeast of Santa Monica, and for the past three nights, I have been watching bars in Culver City. Drunks are easy pickings, and I already have one picked out from the herd. Like a cunning predator stalking its prey, I wait for him to leave the bar. He stumbles toward the side street and his car. Vicky is jumping around in the seat, all giddy-fied. Maybe she is as fucked up as I am."Is that him?!""Yeah, it is."This is gonna be easy, like Sunday morning. We get out of the car and circle the building, coming down the alley in front of him. It's no trouble getting the drop on Sir S

Nick~'I don't like this Harley!''Neither do I, Nick!'"Was CSI able to recover any boot prints from our crime scenes?" Harley asked.Captain Howard nods at her. "They did cast a few clear ones; it's a shot in the dark, but you should check them out once they dry. In the meantime, we need to cover the streets with these guys' ugly faces."While waiting for the print shop to send over the flyers the Captain wants us to distribute, I kept my eye on Harley, sitting at her desk, not enjoying the distance between us to maintain the pretense of humanity. However, it gives me a chance to process what she'd told me. It must have been a powerful guardian who came to Harley and me. I also know there must have been a reason beyond introducing herself. Perhaps they also know about Ian's plans for Harley and are trying to protect one of their own. It makes sense that Harley would have left out that part since Ian isn't supposed to exist; either way, it means I am running out of time.I'm sure th