All Chapters of Bounty for the Lycan Princess ~Nichols~: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Harley~Perhaps against his better judgment, Nick leaves me alone in the car again. It's a wonder he looks almost as good going as he does coming. The way his ass fills those jeans starts a fire as I watch him until he enters the Bodega. My soul is singing the song of his admission of love for me as I close my eyes and rest my head on the rest. Although it had been a Freudian slip on Nick's part, I knew he meant it. Beautiful pinks and yellows claim the sky as the sun sets, and a cool breeze blows off the bay. Not being able to resist, I leaned forward, turned the switch, and rolled down the windows. The pungent smell of diesel fuel from the bay also wafts through the car, silencing my soul song and snatching me back to reality; now I am fighting the door handle for release.Nick calls my name as he returns to find me leaning out of the car seat and heaving. Only the goddess knows what he's thinking, probably that he's gotten himself in a mess with me. He puts the cupholder and bag o

Harley~We arrived at the station separately and were on time for the morning briefing. As I suspected, the stalker hasn't returned to either branch, and nobody has used the debit card. A weary sigh escaped me somehow. I'm feeling neither shocked nor surprised. Captain Howard wants us back on the streets in full force, but I reminded him of my appointment. My Wolfman may not be an agent, but he is smart."I'll be out of the office sometime this afternoon as well. My SAC is expecting an update on our progress."I focused on the Captain. "Did we get anything from Peter?" "Yes, a couple of descriptions, but neither of the sketches matches our suspects. I need you both back here ASAP."Howard calls the powwow, and we all leave the SCIF room. I want a moment alone with Nick before my appointment, but I know it's not appropriate. He is in my head, before I get out of the parking lot, telling me he loves me and will wait to hear from me, and I smile as I return his sentiment.'He's worried

Harley~ Nick pampered me in every way he saw fit, and I was loving it. One might not put a bounty hunter and an attentive caregiver in the same category, but I sure would now. After my bubble bath, he put me to bed and snuggled close to me, wrapping me in his cocoon as if I were his butterfly about to emerge. Delighted and satisfied, I closed my eyes and drifted into a peaceful sleep; however, it didn't last long. My eyes flew open as I woke in a cold sweat after finding myself alone in the delivery room. With no Ben or Nick by my side, I clung to Nick, only breathing again when I was sure it was just a dream. My eyes filled with tears, and I closed them as tightly as possible as I begged the goddess to hear my prayer. This had to be Nick's child growing inside of me; it just has to be! 'You don't need to get yourself so worked up, Harley. It isn't good for you or our baby. We will know for sure tomorrow, but it won't matter to Nick.' 'Maybe not right away, but eventually, he

Harley~ I'm like a wide-eyed kid at Christmas as I try to take in all the surrounding sights; never could I have imagined a place such as this existed. Everything is different here; the sky is a little bluer, the grass a deeper shade of green, even the birds' songs sound happier. Sauther Lake is also massive, stretching out before me as far as I can see. Until it meets the surrounding mountains that border it, in them, I see lights from many homes built on their cliffs and along its base. Images of summers filled with picnics and swimming flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would have been like if my mother had raised me here. The resentment that floods me, not having had the chance to inherit my birthright, seems to come from the lake more than from me, but it begs the question of why my mother left here and how she wound up with Ian. When we arrived at the edge of the water, Lauren waved her hand, and I caught another glimpse of magical life on the l

Nick~ The rejection ripped through me like a tornado through a trailer park. My head is spinning, my heart is pounding as I brace myself against the all-white wall, knocking the picture of some former mayor off its bracket. The last thing I expected was for Harley to demand that we sever our connection or that she could dismiss me so easily. She had walked away from me without batting an eye, while I'm over here gasping for air. Nor did Harley have to confirm for me she'd been to the lake; I could smell it on her. The idea of not having Harley by my side, or only seeing my child every other weekend, does something unkind to my soul. 'They are leaving the station, Nick, get a hold of yourself, get your ass out there and stop her!' A cursing spree to make a sailor blush came from my mouth as I put Mr. Mayor back in his place, pushed off the wall, tore the door open hard enough to shuffle the metal blinds, exited the room, and took double strides down the hallway. My boots scuff