by K. L. Donn
Lost & Found
The Possessed Series Book Three
K.L. Donn
Contents
Blurb
Acknowledgments
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Epilogue
About the Author
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Lost & Found
Copyright 2017 Krystal Fahl (KL Donn)
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Credits:
Cover Model – Kaci Stewart
(All other images from Adobe Stock)
Photographer – Nicole Tull Photography
Cover Design – Dark Water Covers
Edited by – KA Matthews
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Blurb
Lost
Memories last forever… Even when they don’t.
Tossed off the side of a mountain like garbage Pepper Wallace awakens to two men caring for her. Giving her everything she needs. With the cutest dog she’s ever seen to make the lonely nights bearable she knows it’s only a matter of time before her mind breaks.
The only problem is when she remembers will she be free to be with the men she’s come to love or will her assailant have destroyed her for good?
Found
Cousin’s by blood, brothers by choice.
Nick Kelly and Ace Mitchell were doing their jobs, ensuring the safety of the citizens of Golden, B.C. when they came across a beautiful but bloody, broken, & beaten woman. Wanting only the best for the mystery woman that sparked an intense desire to protect, love and heal, they’re astounded to learn she has no memory of who she is, or where she’s from.
With an invisible clock ticking down, can they win over the woman that's destined to be their everything, or will her attacker get to her before she remembers the truth?
**Lost & Found is a complete stand-alone novel. Contains graphic content and mature subject matter. Intended for 18+ years of age.
Acknowledgments
This is usually extremely long, and I always forget someone. So I’ll keep this short, sweet and to the point.
Thank you to everyone who has bought, borrowed, shared, recommended anyone of my books. For putting my name out there to even one person. It makes a HUGE difference and I hope my fans/friends/readers/supporters know just how much I appreciate you all.
Writing is my dream and it wouldn’t happen without you!
Kaci, you are the perfect Pepper and I can never thank you enough! For everything you do behind the scenes, you have my love and gratitude for life woman! Thank you for being on the cover!
Natalie Miller… Damn girl, I have no words for the powerhouse you are. For all your love and support and confidence in me. I am SO glad I found you, thank you for being perfect!
My Fighter’s, thank you for such fantastic support! You’ll never know how much you ALL mean to me!
Bloggers, thank you for every single share or mention! Your work doesn’t go unnoticed!
Special thanks to my best pimpers, I see all those tags, they usually get lost before I can thank you but your work is so appreciated!!!
To my Grandma & Grandpa McKinnon
Thank you Grandma for giving me my love of romance, for encouraging every book.
Grandpa, you passed before I could share my words with you, but you live on in Jake Kelly, thank you for being my inspiration behind this great man.
I love you both so much!
Prologue
“Stop, oh God, stop!” He wouldn’t listen.
It was then that Pepper Wallace knew he was out to kill her. She’d finally summoned the courage to leave after days of him trying to force her into going further than she was ready for. Only, he’d rather beat her to death. Not for the first time, she feared this might be the end.
His grip in her hair was punishing.
“Where do you think you’re going to go?” he growled against her cheek, biting the flesh. The sting of ripping skin made her whimper.
“Please,” she begged again. Hope was dwindling. Blood dripped down her chin from the bite he just took out of her cheek and the bloody nose he’d given her.
His laughter rang loud in the otherwise empty chalet they were staying at. A supposed romantic weekend to get to know one another. She knew she shouldn’t have let her best friend, Tami, talk her into going. She should have trusted her gut. He was Tami’s brother’s friend, though, so she should have been able to have confidence in that.
“You’re mine, you fat bitch!” Grabbing the front of her sweater, he tossed her against the wall. The crack and vibration of her skull bouncing off it made her dizzy. Nausea rolled through her gut, and her vision blurred. “I’ve had my eye on you for longer than you know.”
Shrinking into the wall, she had no other option than to give into his demands until she could escape or die right then and there. She wasn’t ready to die.
For as long as Pepper could remember, she had always longed for a love so strong and so consuming that she couldn’t breathe. She wanted the love she read about in books. Unfortunately, as his boot came towards her face, she knew she was never going to experience that. Pain sliced through her skull like a thousand jackhammers. The nausea in her stomach became full-fledged vomiting, and the dizziness turned to black.
The last thing Pepper remembered was icy coldness.
Blinking her eyes open slowly, she watched as a heavy snow fell onto her, enveloping her in whiteness.
She didn’t even remember being moved outside.
Chapter One
Hungover from a night of too much drinking to drown away his pain, Nick Kelly winced as he heard a car door slam in the early morning light. The sound was like a small bomb going off in his head. Even breathing hurt.
He knew who it was, of course. Ace Mitchell. His brother from another mother. They were cousins and grew up together. Raised more like siblings until they found different directions in life. Being two years older than the other man, Nick felt like he was a little more cemented in knowing his place in life. Being S
heriff in Golden, British Columbia was the only thing he’d ever wanted. The law was his life; he lived and breathed authority.
Ace had always been slightly wilder. He craved action and adventure, to be bigger than he felt staying local. While Nick understood, he’d been sad to see his cousin leave. As teenagers, they’d been inseparable. Entering young adulthood, they’d learned the carnal pleasures of sharing a woman.
“Nicky!” Ace called to him, making him wince again as Roxie, his Husky/Pitbull mix, began her barking from the floor. Knowing his cousin, if he weren’t up soon, the big burly bastard would start pounding on the bedroom door.
“I’m coming!” Fuck, his voice cracked like some twelve-year-old punk hitting puberty. Harsh laughter met his words as Ace entered his room.
“What the fuck, man?” The fucker was bent over, almost in tears.
“Fuck off,” Nick grumbled, getting up scratching his rock-hard abs. Naked as the day he was born, he shoved Ace out of the way, heading for the bathroom to take a piss.
“Who shit in your corn flakes already?” His cousin followed in his footsteps, waiting outside the door.
“It was a rough fucking night.” Taking a piss with morning wood had him wishing he’d brought the chick home that had been all over him. Too bad her attitude sucked.
“Whatever, dude. Get your shit and let’s go.” Ace walked away calling Roxie to his heels.
He’d missed this man, but some days, he wished he’d never asked him to come home. He’d been a pain in Nick’s ass for the last three months. Christmas had just passed, and his father was doing better, but Ace seemed settled in his spare room with no plans to leave.
Dressing in his sheriff’s uniform—jeans and a tan button-up—he pinned on his star before slipping his feet into his boots and grabbing a heavy coat. They were supposed to get upwards of two feet of snow before nightfall. So he and Ace were making sure there were no hikers, skiers, or snowmobilers on the trails.
Most days he loved his job. Others, where he had to tell people common sense things, he wished he could just leave them to their fate.
“I say, at least, seven folks still in the mountains,” Ace commented as Nick shut the door behind him.
“Nine,” he countered.
“Care to wager?” There was a gleam in Ace’s eyes that he didn’t trust.
“Such as?”
Triumph lit the other man’s face. “No more boozing until we find her.”
Her.
The her he was referring to was non-existent at the moment.
While Nick wasn’t a drunk, he liked a cold one on his front porch after a long day’s work of dealing with idiots.
They had waited for what seemed like forever to find the woman to complete them, and if he were honest, he didn’t think they would in Golden. Their hometown was surrounded by mountains with a population of less than four thousand people, more than half of which he’d grown up with. He wasn’t interested in the women he grew up with. He wanted someone who he would have the pleasure of learning their entire life’s story, and her, his.
“And what makes you think we’ll find her anytime soon?” He felt himself caving in. At thirty-four years old, he was ready to settle down, pop out a couple of kids, and go to bed with a warm, willing body every night.
“I can feel it.” Ace clapped his hands together, rubbing them as if he knew something.
“What you feel is the storm about to eat your balls alive if we don’t hurry the hell up.” Opening the back door of his SUV for Roxie to jump in, they both climbed in the front.
“There’s a buzzing in the air. Something’s happening soon,” Ace insisted.
Nick was still reticent. “You been in the States too long? Those American girls fry your brain?”
“Nah, man,” he answered back, glancing out the window as they drove towards Kicking Horse River.
Looking at Ace, Nick could see a touch of envy flash across his face. “What’s that look about?” He wanted to know what happened in Maryland that seemed to bring on this touch of melancholy.
“Nothing, man.”
“That wasn’t nothing. You went down there to help some girl, right? Did you fall for her and someone else get her? What?”
“Nothing like that.”
“Fucking talk to me, dude. What the hell is going through your head?” He was getting pissed now. Something was up his cousin’s ass.
Releasing a deep sigh, he finally answered. “I’m sick of being alone. I ain’t got anything waiting for me back in Texas, and it feels like I ain’t got nothing here neither.”
Nick was quiet after that. Ace had no family other than him and his dad; it was just the three of them left. Being the only children on either side, they had no siblings, and it was a huge reason as to why they were so close. Nick’s mom died of a brain aneurysm when he was twenty, and Ace’s parents died in a plane crash when he was sixteen, leaving him to live with Nick and his parents.
It hadn’t been easy, but they’d grown closer, taking their first woman together. As far as Nick knew, they had only ever shared women, never being with one by themselves. He knew that type of relationship dynamic worked for them, needing that bond of having a warm, supple body between them.
“Have you been with anyone?” Nick asked. He tried years ago, after Ace left, but found he couldn’t go through with it. Anxiety took hold, and he felt like a pussy. But it was what it was.
They pulled into the ravine just as Ace replied, “Tried to once, bitch went fucking stalker crazy.”
“Crazy how?” His interest was piqued.
“Two fucking dates, man. Two! I tell her it’s not gonna work and I gotta go away for work, and she gets fucking clingy.” Shaking his head, they climbed out of the SUV and grabbed their gear from the back. “So instead of being all sane-like, she moves her shit into my place! Who does that? Crazy fucking stalkers, that’s who.”
The sheer confusion in his cousin’s voice had Nick bowling over with laughter. “That’s what you get for trying without me, man. I told you we couldn’t.”
“Like you haven’t,” Ace shot back.
Nick’s insecurities skyrocketed as he was faced with the decision of whether to tell his best friend his biggest secret or not. Taking a deep breath, he rushed out the words, “I can’t get it up.”
“Say what now?” Ace was shocked.
Looking up the mountain they were about to venture onto, he confessed quietly, “About a year after you left, I tried. Dated a girl for a couple of months. Nothing doing, though. Not even a fucking twitch.”
Embarrassment rocked through Nick as he whistled for Roxie to lead, knowing she’d find hikers before them. The wind whipped through the trees signaling the impending storm.
“We better hurry,” he comments, not giving Ace a chance to respond.
Not a twitch. Nick’s words played back in Ace’s mind. He always wondered if they’d been fucked up somehow, always sharing women, neither experiencing pleasure without the other. He was relieved to know he wasn’t the only one with performance anxiety.
“I can’t either, man,” he shares, hoping they can figure shit out. Watching Dom and Dee and then Case and Ev find each other then work through all their crazy shit, left him wanting the same. Call it envy or jealousy, the end result was the same; he wanted a woman. It was a huge reason behind why he had returned home. He knew they were meant to share their one—their special person. He had a funny feeling it was going to be soon, too. At least, something was.
Nick’s steps faltered at his own confession.
“We’re in this together, yeah?” he asked without looking back.
Nick might be older by two years, but Ace knew their fears were the same. Clapping a hand on his shoulder, he reassured him. “We’ll find her.”
His cousin didn’t respond, and Ace could practically feel his doubt. He couldn’t blame him, though. The years had been rough and spending them apart hadn’t helped in their search. They had zero requirements f
or a woman other than treating them both with mutual respect and never trying to play them against each other. Unfortunately, that might be too much to ask for.
As they climbed the trail, they ran into three unsuspecting hikers. Hopefully, they heeded their warnings. Search teams wouldn’t be able to access the mountain again for what could become days.
Roxie’s panicked barking alerted them to trouble before they noticed a shape nestled in some trees a hundred metres ahead. Seeing a trail of blood, he figured on a dead animal.
“What the –,” Ace began.
“Fuck?” Nick finished.
Wrapped in a soaking wet blanket and half-covered in snow was a body with sock-clad feet stuck out at the end. If it hadn’t been for the dog, he didn’t think they’d have seen it.
Rushing towards the person, they began unwrapping the body. Stunned upon the reveal, their eyes met for a brief moment before Nick took off his backpack to retrieve the extra supplies he’d brought, and he began his search for a pulse.
Gently brushing the hair away from her face, her quiet beauty distracted him for a quick minute. Dark hair with natural red highlights gave her a glow under the blue hue from the cold. An upturned nose and thin, yet plump, lips had his heart racing. With full cheeks, she was a stunner. Covered in bruises, he could only imagine the hell she had endured to wind up abandoned in the middle of the mountains.
“Anything?” Nick asked him, breaking him from his perusal of her form. With the chill from her icy skin, he didn’t have much hope until…
Concentrating, he waited for it—There it was! A slight flutter, barely there.
“Got it!” he told Nick triumphantly.
