“You’re taking too long,” Preston said, and then ended the wolf’s life.
“We need to hurry. Let’s send the men to meet us,” Preston said to them.
“I can get there quickly, evaluate the security, and our mate’s location. Hopefully she gains consciousness soon and finding her inside will be easier,” Cable’t said to them.
They headed out and hoped they could get to them all in time.
* * * *
Voltek scrunched his nose the moment he walked into the warehouse. It reeked, of various species, or mixed breeds, of blood, sex, and even death. The whimpering sounds echoed from cages throughout the center of the warehouse. Children cried, women begged for mercy, as workers loaded them into tractor trailers. Not even the smell of diesel fuel could hide the scents around him.
“Where is she?” he demanded to know.
“In one of the back rooms in safe keeping. She resisted so she’s a bit battered and drugged up,” Berlise told him.
“I said to not injure her.”
“For a non-shifter she is strong-willed. They had no choice, Alpha.”
“Well, sounds like she could serve my needs. What did you sense about her?”
“Besides her sexy body, there’s a pull toward her. Some of the children taken attempted to shift and fight to protect her.”
“Really? So she is fit to be my mate, to gain respect and a following amongst the people and children, perhaps.”
“She may need to be restrained, and drugged for a while, until you force the mating bond.”
“Her pictures make it seem worthwhile. I want to see her, and her body. Get these out to the other locations. Move the trucks quickly because word is out that the Saint pack is hunting down those responsible for the abduction. Be sure the children are separated and shipped off accordingly.”
“Already done. We didn’t want to take the chance of anyone getting in the way. No one will find them in time.”
Voltek smiled. He would be pretty powerful himself if he mated Alexandra. Obviously, she had some sort of abilities since even a vamp like Cable’t was sniffing around her.
He walked down the hallway as a few other trucks left the large garages and then empty ones pulled in. They headed down the hallway as children in chains were being led toward the waiting area and then he came to the doorway.
“Stay away from her. Stay away!” one child yelled at him, and Voltek chuckled. He looked at Berlise. “An Alpha?” he asked.
“Yes, of a strong pack out west that was destroyed.”
“Remember to keep the really good ones.”
“He’s a bit undisciplined.”
“As an Alpha child can be. He could show great warrior skills. What’s his name?”
“They call him Lionel.”
“Keep him,” he said, and then opened the door.
Voltek saw her laying there, her arms raised up against the wall connected to short chains and handcuffs in silver. Her dress was ripped open, her breasts pouring from the top, her skirt, too, and fingers marks were on her, besides her having a battered face.
“What is this?” he demanded to know, and Berlise scrunched his eyes. “She was combative and needed a scare. Some of the rogue wolves that rough up the non-compliant worked her over.”
“Did they—”
“No. No, no, sir, they knew that she was yours. They wouldn’t dare, but look at her? She is enticing.”
He breathed through his nostrils.
“She needs to get cleaned up,” he said, and moved closer then bent down and stared at her. He inhaled. “What is that?” he asked, and the scent became interesting, it enticed him. He moved closer and inhaled against her neck, and then slid his palm along her waist then up to her breast. He inhaled deeper. “By the gods it’s…it’s amazing,” he said and then licked her skin. She stirred.
He smirked. “Wake up, mate. Wake up,” he said to her.
“Preston?” she mumbled, and he narrowed his eyes. He gripped her jaw.
“No, they are all dead. You are mine now,” he said to her. She blinked her eyes open, flinched probably from the pain she was in.
“Let’s get the SUV ready to leave. Keep her restrained just in case and—”
The roars of pain of danger filtered through the air. Voltek jumped up. Berlise ran to the door and yelled to the guards, but Voltek heard the yells.
“Hunters of the gods.”
“Grab her, and let’s go,” Voltek said, and they undid the chains as she gained consciousness.
* * * *
Alexandra felt her head spin but then her men calling to her in her head awoke her. She felt the lick to her neck, a hand against her breast and thought it was Preston, but it wasn’t. An unfamiliar smell of wolf and evil infiltrated her senses.
“Where are you? I’m going to rip his throat out,” Preston roared, and her other mates carried on about Voltek touching her and licking her skin.
But then as she resisted being lifted up, she heard the high-pitched scream.
Then suddenly Cable’t appeared. Voltek stepped back and stumbled.
“No.”
Cable’t’s eyes went red and he stared at Voltek.
“The children, Cable’t. Find out where they are,” she said to him as she fell back down, and then her mates appeared.
Her eyes went to them and their angry expressions. “Alexandra.”
Heracio fell to his knees and lifted her gently into his arms. She saw their changed eyes and then she heard the guttural cries from Voltek. She didn’t turn to look, but once Cable’t and Preston appeared she began to relax.
“Are you okay? What did they do to you?” Preston asked.
“The children?” she asked.
“We will send men out now to stop what trucks we can. We may be too late on some of the others, but obviously something more is going on here. The Council will be made aware of this. I think that new team of enforcers needs to start investigating now,” Preston said.
She nodded and held onto Heracio, pressed her face against his neck, and breathed him in. The others touched her, caressed her skin, and she felt their protective shield.
“Why did you let them take you, Alexandra?” Preston asked, obviously angry at her decision.
She looked at him, his anger apparent by that scowl and his glowing eyes of green and yellow, his wolf.
“I couldn’t let them get your mother, she is the Alphas’ mate to your pack, and the children Preston. The children need protecting,” she said, and then felt her body go weak.
“She needs rest. She was probably drugged. Let’s get her home and get all these children back to where they belong,” Sauder told them.
“I will meet you at your home,” Cable’t said, and then gave her a wink and disappeared.
“Lionel. Make sure we get Lionel safely back. He tried to protect me,” she said to them, and they smiled, then looked toward the doorway. There he stood, and made his way closer. The wolves smiled and she sat up, Preston fixed her blouse and she opened her arms to him and he ran to her and hugged her tight.
“We’re going home, Lionel. You’re safe now, and I promise to watch over you always.
Epilogue
Saunder wrapped the towel around her body the second she stepped from the shower. He couldn’t help but press his mouth to her neck and inhale.
“I love you, mate,” he said to her.
“As I love you.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, causing the towel to fall. She climbed up his body, needing him and her other mates again, even though they just made love several times since last night.
He needed her, too. He had never been so scared in his life as he was when she had been taken and was in danger. When he saw her chained to the wall, body bruised, clothes ripped and finger marks on her skin, he saw red.
“I’m okay now, Saunder,” she whispered, and suckled against his neck, hitting a tender place and reading his mind.
He carried her into the bedroom.
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br /> “Ahh, great minds think alike,” Cable’t said, standing by the bed naked.
“Yes they do,” Saunder said, and then turned her around to face Cable’t. Cable’t cupped her cheeks and kissed her tenderly. He fell with her to the bed where she straddled his waist and then widened her thighs and slid down his body, kissing him along his chest then to his cock.
The vampire chuckled low.
“Oh, that sexy little mouth. You know no matter how much you please us you still are getting your punishments,” he warned, and caressed her hair, then gripped a fistful as she sucked up and down. She moaned and Saunder moved in between her legs and Cable’t’s. He cupped her ass cheeks and her skin felt smooth, her ass tight and sexy.
“Shall we begin?” he asked, and glanced at Preston and Heracio who were now naked and rubbing their hands together. Heracio reached out and caressed her back.
“Several lashings for placing herself in danger,” he said to her.
Smack.
She jerked.
“Several for scaring us,” Preston said.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
“Several indeed,” Saunder said, and instead of spanking her ass, he eased a finger into her cunt, feeling how wet she was and slid that finger to her asshole and pressed right in.
“By the gods, this is torture,” Cable’t moaned, and then gripped her hair and pulled her up.
“I need in now,” he said to her.
“Then take me. Punish me, hell, fuck me, my pet,” she said to him. He growled and Saunder felt his own dick harden.
“Round five begins now,” Preston said and she slid over Cable’t’s cock and took him into her cunt and began to ride him. Saunder didn’t hesitate as he aligned his cock with her well-lubricated ass and slid right in. Preston got into the bed and gripped her hair and brought her mouth to his cunt. And so their lovemaking session began again, while Heracio caressed her back and told her all the ways they were going to make love to her over and over again.
“This is only the beginning, mate. We are yours and you are ours, for eternity,” Heracio said to her.
Saunder grunted his teeth and thrust into her over and over again. In the back of his mind he knew the danger wasn’t over. That this was a small battle won, and there were indicators showing more was to come. But the gods had chosen this bond for a reason, and they were all on board together to be the Hunters of the gods, the destroyers of evil, and would vow to protect the orphaned children of all packs, and anyone who needed their protection.
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