by Jana Leigh
Bambi nodded and snapped her fingers at the old man. “Hand it over.”
The old man shrugged his shoulders and pulled a gun from beneath the counter. “Don’t matter to me, not registered in my name anyways.”
Heather smiled and grabbed the gun and waved for Bambi and Skye to follow her. They walked slowly against the wall. She almost laughed aloud because of the picture they made. Two tall sexy looking hookers with Dolly Parton hair and micro skirts, followed by a short fat woman in an unflattering uniform, one of them carrying a gun, the other two purses they held over their shoulders.
Bambi held up her hand and then motioned for them to get closer. She whispered, “He’s still in there. I can hear him rustling around. On three we go in.” The two girls nodded. Skye braced herself and then took a deep breath and followed the two hookers into her room.
“Freeze asshole,” Bambi yelled and held the gun in front of her.
The man, who was looking through the bag on the bed, froze. She was surprised; he did not look like a meth head. He looked like a normal good-looking man. What in the hell was he doing looking through her stuff? She began to get pissed.
“Get out of my bag. What in the hell are you doing? What do you want?” she asked and walked to the man who was standing still and looking at Bambi, who held the gun on him. He never saw her purse coming. It was full of rolls of quarters that she needed to do laundry with on her day off. It hit him in the side of the head and he dropped.
“Woo, girl, nice aim. Did you see that? She dropped him with one swing,” Heather cried and then ran to the man. She dropped her purse, pulled out her fuzzy handcuffs, rolled him over, and cuffed him. “Ha, take that. These babies aren’t just for fun and games, mister.”
Skye laughed and looked around the room. Nothing was torn up or out of place. It looked like he was being very careful not to make a mess. What the hell kinda robber was he?
“Shit, the cops,” Bambi said, pushed the gun in her purse, leaned against the desk, and crossed her feet looking like she was hanging out.
A young officer poked his head in the door and looked around. “Uh, we are looking for a Miss Thomas?”
“That’s her, we’re her back up. Did your job for ya, here’s the guy. Book him, Dano,” Heather said and then looked at her friends. “I always wanted to say that.”
Bambi nodded and then pointed to the man lying on the floor. “We came in and he was pawing through our girl’s bag. Skye just swung her purse, and dropped him, on account of her laundry quarters that were in the bottom. Now take him away.”
Skye felt laughter bubbling up inside her. This was crazy. She had captured a robber with two hookers and a couple of rolls of quarters. Her life was on a downward spiral. She had to stop it. Looking around the room, she sighed. She was not going to get the nice long hot shower she wanted. Nor was she going to get her sleep. The police entered the room and began to ask her questions.
This was going to be a fun day, Argus thought, as Jacob leaned his head back on the couch with his eyes closed. She would run out of steam, and then they could totally have fun with the possibilities.
Argus listened as she yelled at them for the Enforcers being weenies. She wanted Devon to toughen up the training.
Lagon sat on the couch staring at his mate intently. She was going to have to wake up sometime. Blaze was in the bedroom, resting after having the first watch. Neither of them trusted Trinity when she had been drinking, hell, so far when she had been with the girls, she had gotten a full back tattoo, which although amazing, was a surprise. Then the piercings, which again, were amazing, but Cloe had way too much influence on Trinity.
Blaze and Lagon agreed to watch her in case she made a run for it, because when the Enforcers had finally gotten her home last night she had been talking about having her hair dyed. That was all they needed, their little wallflower turned out to be quite the rebel. They loved it, that she was sweet and adorable on the outside to the people she was meeting with, but at home, she was completely becoming an individual.
Trinity and her mates were special, Lagon was the only Dragon they were aware of, and he had a special mission to complete. Lagon was the children’s teacher. He was sent to make sure they were prepared for the battle they would face. What seemed to be a simple Prophesy was much more complex.
Blaze and Trinity took care of their other mission. They held the position of the New Council Registrars’ office, basically, they had to approve a Pack, Pride, Coven, etc. being formed. It was important since they needed to make sure who the leaders were. Some Alphas may not want what is best for the members and only want to use them. Trinity and Blaze did backgrounds on every Alpha who applied to be recognized.
Trinity grew out of her shyness, and with the help of the other girls, she really came into her own recently. It was cool to watch her become the strong woman they knew she could be. However, she was getting the whole New Council female attitude. Lagon and Blaze were at fault because they encouraged the other women to help her come out of her shell.
Of course, they looked at her past, she had been sheltered, so, Blaze and Lagon promised her when they were married to show her how full life could be. She made them keep their promise. When she was pregnant, she was carful, but she still did some pretty outlandish things. None of the other women actually cared. They thought it was amazing that their friend was involved in so many new things. Cloe especially, the two of them went skydiving and bungee jumping.
Lagon had to fight to keep his dragon in check. He’d been ready in each instance to shift and catch his mate when she left the ground. However, he held back, allowing her to find out if she liked something or not.
Blaze, on the other hand, paddled her ass when he found out. It had been kinda funny if Lagon admitted it. Last night, however, was not humorous. They made sure the women were guarded and always safe. However, they pissed off the Enforcers last night.
He watched as Trinity moved for the first time in six hours. She had to be still a little drunk, so he leaned forward and waited. Blaze would be awake in an instant if he made a noise. They had plans for their little mate.
Trinity made a noise and then raised her hand up, she opened one eye and saw the cuff that’d been placed on her arm and frowned. “Shit, did we go shopping again, this looks expensive, crap, the guys are gonna kill me,” Trinity said to herself, raised her head up, and groaned.
Lagon leaned back and cross his arms over his chest, Blaze appeared in the doorway, and he was pissed, each had slept only a few hours last night.
“Oh, you are in trouble all right,” Lagon smirked and watched as Trinity shot up in surprise. She groaned, held her head, and then looked around the room confused.
“Why am I in the living room?” she muttered and Blake barked out a laugh.
“Well, Pilar and Phillip woke up when you got home, and Lagon took them to the playroom so they wouldn’t wake you. I swear. This once a year drunken fest is like freakin crazy. Every time, the cops are called or someone gets a fucking tattoo or piercing. So what did you do last night?” Blaze snapped.
Trinity frowned and leaned back against the couch, she was pretty sure none of that happened. “Shit, nothing, except Jo came home with a sister. We were just along for the ride. Shea is the one who got wacky again. All I did was listen.”
“That is what you call it. When they brought you home, you were calling the Enforcers assholes for not taking you to the airport. Can I ask where in the hell you thought you were going?” Lagon asked smoothly.
Trinity shrugged. “So I’m sure you have heard about Jo, and her news, but did you hear the whole story?”
Blaze frowned at Lagon and then nodded. “Of course, we are having a meeting this afternoon.”
“No, you don’t know the whole thing, I should wait, but Lagon, I feel like maybe there is something you can do.”
“Why is that?” Lagon asked tilting his head and watching his mate, there was something going on in her head, and her ide
as never seemed to be good for her mates.
“Well, you have a direct line to the Spirits, there has to be a reason we suddenly found Jo’s long lost sister. I mean, with what is going on, and now she has a mate. How in the hell does she fit into all this?” Trinity wondered aloud.
“I think maybe you need to wait until the meeting, so we can seriously talk about this as a group. I can ask the Spirits, but you know they will be cryptic as always,” Lagon said and Blaze agreed.
“What is it that we are missing?” Blaze asked.
“Well, when she shifted,” Trinity said slowly.
Her mates frowned and Blaze said, “Shifted? I thought she was a product of an affair after Jo’s mother died. If Jo’s mom were Oliver’s true mate, then Federica would not be able to shift. Only true mates can produce a shifter or magical person. You know that.”
Trinity rolled her eyes. “Duh, seriously, stay with me here. Fredi can shift, we all saw her. That is why the Enforcers called so many people to come and help transport. They knew the significance of what they saw. Yeah we were wasted, but we all knew too. Jo was shocked.”
“Would you just tell us already,” Lagon complained, and watched his mate stand up and stretch.
“Fredi is a White Wolf too.” Trinity shrugged and announced to her mates as if she was telling them dinner was done.
“WHAT?” Lagon bellowed. “Impossible.”
“Well, you may say that, but it’s true.” Trinity shrugged again, “I told you that’s what you probably needed to ask the Spirits.”
“Shit, let me see what I can do; meanwhile, Blaze will be taking care of the punishment, we both agreed,” Lagon said, stood up and kissed her hard and fast.
When he pulled away, she grinned and said, “Like that’s a punishment.”
Blaze growled and picked her up with one swoop and walked out the door. “When you are done communing with the Spirits, join me. I think our little mate will have problems sitting down for a week when I am done.”
Lagon chuckled and shook his head.
Lacy was still pissed about the cuffs her mates made her wear since she woke up. Granted, they may have a reason for it, but it still pissed her off. She was the one who usually made the potions for this type of thing. Her mother refused to tell her how to get around the spell.
She was going to shave her mates’ heads when they were sleeping. She had too many things to do before Christmas. Each of them had something they were in charge of. Lacy was in charge of warding the town and also the cabins, with their own special wards, so that no one could pop in on the families if they were indisposed.
Lacy shivered, she refused to think about what her parents did in the bedroom. It required Lacy to leave the compound in order to make sure the wards were set. Her mates and the Alphas knew it.
They were planning to allow her out of the compound; however, she was allowed only off the compound at certain times, with her mates in tow. Lev and Devon were also going to be her guards. The twins, Tara and Vincent, were being protected by her magic. She had done it for each of the children, something similar to the cuffs. That’s where her mother got the idea, the bitch.
It pissed her off. She had so many things to do. Her office was closed officially for the holidays. Her ability to see true mates was a cool gift, one she loved. However, lately, she had seen too many mates who were mismatched; the men were cruel and abusive. Sevi and Shawn helped her separate the females from the men, and then she would talk to the females.
They even had their own special doorway in the office to sneak the women out of if they needed a quick escape. However, Quin and Jaden were increasingly becoming concerned about the situation. They were wondering if the couples were coming in as a ruse and Roarke was planting spies inside their compound.
Some of the women were truly abused. However, some of them seemed to be too ready to find a home here in Milliken.
Lev was running background checks, but they took a long time when they were dealing with the volume they had been. Argus and Trinity were doing their jobs also, helping the abused women find a Pack, or whatever else they needed. Since there were at least fifteen magical groups that formed around them, it was making Milliken seem like a huge rural community that humans were starting to take notice of.
The Council was planning to see if they could figure out a way for them to hide some of the group’s affiliation with Milliken, making several of the small towns around them also safe for magical people to come into. There were three towns close enough to do it with.
Reggie and Casey were looking into buying more Pack land around Milliken and the smaller towns. Lacy needed to be able to see what was going on in town. That was where most of the new mates were meeting.
“Shawn, Sevi, where the hell are you?” Lacy called and waited for her mates to appear. They have been hiding from her since she found out they cuffed her.
“You bellowed, my mate?” Sevi said appearing from the small office that was in their suite. Shawn followed him chuckling and pushing past his twin brother.
“Dude, gonna piss her off even more,” Shawn said and folded his arms and waited. He probably thought she was going to go over the same old thing about the cuffs, they were right, but this time she had a better argument. One they wouldn’t be able to dismiss.
“Not possible, I am pissed at you anyway,” Lacy snarled and then held out her hands. “Okay, I get it, we were drunk, unruly, and needed to be nicer to the dipshits who guard us.”
“That’s the problem, my dear. Those dipshits are Enforcers, and they are the most powerful and strongest wolves in our Pack. You girls treat them as if they’re babysitters. They should’ve been looking for threats, instead of being carted into a lingerie store. Dude, Teagan, and Darien are pissed about Cloe modeling in front of them,” Sevi said calmly.
“I know they are Enforcers, but they are tattletales, I mean when we go out shopping, and what the hell, are we supposed not to go to the one place we love. You know how we like lingerie,” Lacy purred and walked to her mates slowly. “They are like pain in the ass brothers. Now they are pitching a hissy fit. Please, they will get over it. These cuffs are hampering me from keeping all of you safe. I want to go to Milliken and see if the wards are holding, what if there is a hole, and the assholes come at us again when we least expect it. Now we have Fredi to guard. I mean, if Roarke catches wind that there are two White wolves here we’re going to be in trouble.”
Lacy pulled her mates to her and had Sevi stand behind her and Shawn in the front of her. She reached up, put her hands around Shawn’s neck, and looked up at him through her eyelashes. “Please, just for the day. I need to make sure there are no mates in trouble, and check the wards; it will only take me a few hours.”
Shawn leaned down until his lips were just barely touching hers and whispered, “I will call Devon.”
“Can’t we just leave it with us three? I trust you to keep me safe, and mom is still in Milliken, she won't be here for another day in the compound. So she will be ready for me,” Lacy said and teasing rubbed her lips across his.
Shawn sighed and kissed her roughly, claiming her mouth in a searing kiss. She loved her mate’s touch; it was amazing every time they were together. Since the birth of their children, the trio had little time to be together. With all the meetings, and taking care of the twins, by the time they fell into bed every night, they were exhausted.
Lacy hoped that was going to change soon. She hired an assistant to help with the office, she was going to free up some time for her mates. They needed to connect again, well after she was done being pissed at them, she couldn’t give in, or they would do this all the time.
Sevi ran his hands over her back and down her side, gently reaching around and cupping her breasts through her shirt. She pushed back and laughed when they growled at her. Sevi grabbed her and made his way into the bedroom where he threw her on the bed.
They played and tussled with her until she was breathless; ticking her until
she laughed so hard she began to shriek at them to stop. Then, she gave as well as she got, knowing Sevi and Shawn were both ticklish under their arms, slightly below their ribs.
Inevitably, the playing became exploring and their hands became more feverish. The removing of their clothes in a frantic flurry, a brush of her breast, and cupping of her mound when she removed her panties. She loved the feel of her mates’ hands; she didn’t think she would ever get tired of it.
Sevi pulled her head back, kissing her in his soul searching way, while Shawn traced her neck and shoulders with his mouth and then they would switch, never allowing her to catch her breath. When Shawn kissed her, he explored every bit of her mouth as if he was learning it for the first time.
Soon it wasn’t enough, their hands on her thighs moving her to where they wanted her, both ready and waiting for her. She loved it when they mated with her together but apparently, they were in a commanding mood tonight because she ended up on her hands and knees with them behind her. Sevi would slip into her from behind, and she could feel when the first hand hit her cheek.
Then Shawn would take over doing the same, they switched back and forth until she was begging them to let her release. It went on for what seemed like hours, and she tried to turn and pull them to her, but they avoided her and kept up the punishment until she was ready to do whatever they wanted, just for her release.
Finally, Sevi leaned over her and said, “You can come now.”
Lacy flew apart as he pumped in and out of her, letting her milk him when he cried out his release. However, Shawn was waiting to the side, and soon she was filled once again with a hard cock. She thought she would pass out from the pleasure they were giving her. Their touch had gentled and Sevi was petting her back, and palming her breast.
