All Chapters of Wyvern Protection Unit: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Tempted By Her ProtectorWYVERN PROTECTION UNIT 2 Can a nerdy, curvy, good girl be tempted to sin by her smoking hot protector?Larimar Wessex is bored. Dead bored. Like seriously.With his brother newly mated, and his father on the mend, there is nothing for him to do but wait for his next assignment. Ready for battle, this Wyvern should’ve been careful with what he wished for.Recently returned from an archeological dig, Kimberley Scott is being blamed for the theft of certain priceless artifacts. But that isn’t all. There is a deeper, more sinister plot afoot, and Kim finds herself at the mercy of a man who is prepared to do the unimaginable to get what he wants.When she is attacked during routine questioning by a government agent, the decision is made to call in some secret supernatural backup.Larimar Wessex knows the second he sees her photograph, the curvy human is his fated mate. But can he convince her without scaring her to death? His Wyvern is desperate to see

The sound of high heels clacking down the marble hallway reached Larimar’s sensitive ears as he worked on polishing his recently recovered Harley.Fucking Conny had tried to claim it after their last World Cup bet, but he’d won it back from his brother. All it took was one race around the continental United States in their Wyvern forms.Conny was still pissed at him for using his talents, but all was fair in a wyvern race, or some shit. Alright, so maybe Larimar shouldn’t have summoned that flock of angry seagulls to slow his brother down once they’d hit their home state again, but it was too late for regrets now.Conny had cheated in the first place. Anyway, Larimar was not giving his annoying brother his new custom ride. The Dire Wolf MC had just settled down in Blue Valley, and with them was the best mechanic known in the Shifter world.Weylin Scott had charged him a small fortune for the upgrades and modifications he’d required. Looking at the end results, he had to admit it wa

Darkness fell early in this part of the Garden State. The eerie sounds of nature had Kim huddled in the corner of the dimly lit room, clutching the frying pan she’d found stored inside the oven of the tiny kitchen of the safe house with both hands.“Are you freaking kidding me?” she whisper-screamed.Her panic level was steadily rising, but who could blame her? When Agent Sanchez had dumped her frightened ass in this small, but thankfully air-conditioned, safe house somewhere in Cape May, she thought he was staying to protect her.Unfortunately, he’d passed the job on to some security company in the private sector. Wessex Protection Unit, she thought he’d said. That was all fine and good, but where was the new guy?Kimberley had been waiting for hours. All alone. Stuck in some weird ass nature reserve in Cape May, New Jersey, in July of all months—might as well change the name to swamp ass month far as she and her chubby butt were concerned.Ugh.She should be used to the heat. A

Pain.Blackout.Glaringly bright lights.More Pain.Larimar blinked against the resounding ringing filtering through the static inside his brain. One minute he was flying down the parkway, racing to rescue his fated mate from her would-be assassins, the next, he was laid out on some horrendously ugly, and for some ungodly reason, squishy linoleum floor.What the actual fuck just happened?It had been a long time since someone got the best of the Wyvern. How embarrassing that it was his tiny human mate who’d dropped him on his ass. Feeling sheepish, Larimar tried to get his bearings, not sensing any immediate danger.The scents of rain, damp earth, fur, whiskey, and woman were confusing the fuck out of him, but he figured she wasn’t screaming, so everything must be alright. Then he heard her voice, and his beast stirred inside of him.“Good doggies, good doggies. Sit. Play dead. Oh, please don’t eat me. Please don’t eat me. Please don’t fucking eat me,” the female mumbled.Her

It was too bad really. All that potential.Kim had many flaws, but in the sexy times department, she was definitely a giver. And boy oh boy, did she want to give—to him.“Everything okay?” he called out from the living room.“Coming!” she replied, wishing it were true.Dirty thoughts, Kim.“Oh my god! Is that food?”Kim would have been embarrassed by her reaction, but she smelled burgers and fries, and her stomach positively roared in anticipation.“Yeah. I, uh, also brought this. It’s not much, but it was all that was open on the way.”He shrugged, but she was practically dancing across the room. She grinned, taking in the two place settings that were loaded with fast-food burgers and fries. He’d also brought a six-pack of soft drinks and had them on the table as well.“Awww, honey, you shouldn’t have,” she teased, batting her eyelashes.“I’ll do some real cooking in the morning,” he said, but she was already sitting down and shoving a French fry in her mouth.“Are you kidd