by Mary Rundle
“Those are on Monday, so how about Wednesday?” asked Hunter.
“Okay,” Fionn said.
“Perfect,” smiled Maximus “We’ll make all the arrangements. According to Penn, your father’s right-hand man, Remy Marchant, will be able to help Carson access most of the information needed for the due diligence. Is it all right with you if Carson contacts him right away to get a head start?”
Seeing a small nod from his mate, Fionn said, “Of course. Anything else?”
“No, not about this,” Maximus said, indicating the signed Agreement, “But I do want to speak to Hunter and Mason about Beowulf Trust.”
Fionn’s gaze shifted to his mate, “Do you want me to leave?”
Shaking his head, Hunter murmured, “Stay, pet. You are part of Beowulf Trust, too.”
“Hunter…Mason…” said Maximus, “I…we are very impressed with your proposal and want to proceed with Beowulf Trust. However, instead of having your company handle all of Dire Enterprises’ investments worldwide, we’d like to begin on a smaller scale—if that’s acceptable to you.”
Stunned, Hunter stared at Maximus— their year of hard work had paid off. It was the biggest gamble he’d ever taken and, if he was honest with himself, never gave it much of a chance.
“That’s a good thing, right?” asked Fionn.
Jolted out of his trance, Hunter smiled at his mate, “Yeah, it is.” Then, turning to Mason, he saw his brother grinning—they’d done it! Turning to Maximus, he said, “Sir, that’ll be just fine.”
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Receiving a text from Steel that the chopper was five minutes out, Hunter folded the rest of his clothes and packed them in his bag. It had been a whirlwind few days—Fionn’s drawings were now going to be handled by two galleries in San Francisco, Mason would be taking the lead in handling the Dire Enterprises’ investments and Jackson had extended the cousins’ invitation to stay until Hunter and Fionn returned from France. Looking around the room for his mate, he found Fionn kneeling in their closet. “Pet, what are you doing?” Hunter asked, closing his bag.
“Just a minute,” Fionn replied, his voice muffled. Digging through his small trunk, he looked for the surprise he wanted to give his mate. “Finally!” he muttered as his fingers closed around it. Quickly slipping the cock ring into his pocket, he slammed the lid shut. Then, grabbing some clothes, he headed over to the suitcase he’d borrowed from Kieran. After it was packed, he said, “Okay mate, I’m ready.”
Grabbing both bags, Hunter said, “Good, then let’s go. Everyone’s waiting.”
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Stepping around Cody and Colton, who seemed to fill the room, Carson carried an armful of underwear to his open suitcase lying on the bed. When Maximus first approached him with the assignment, he was flabbergasted he’d even been considered for it. Then, when Slate explained why they thought he was the best person for the job, Carson quickly accepted.
“We’re going to miss you, bro,” Colton said.
“Ooh La La! France!” Cody smirked. “Don’t forget to have some fun with all the gorgeous men. According to Kieran, French men are the sexiest.”
“There’s a Meat Locker in Paris,” Colton chimed in. “You should go there at least once. Ian and I enjoyed the one in Edinburgh. Steel can arrange for you to get in without waiting,”
“Guys, I’m going to be way too busy for that,” Carson snorted. “Remember this isn’t a vacation.”
“Yeah, but you won’t be working weekends,” Cody said, grabbing his brother’s arm, “Hey, the whole purpose of you leaving is to find your mate…if you don’t go out once in a while and meet new people, then why the hell leave in the first place?”
Colton sighed. His brother was right. “Okay, I promise to go to the Meat Locker at least once.” Then, hearing the helicopter, Carson quickly packed the rest of his clothes, stuffing his last suitcase so full he had to sit on it to close it. Looking around his room, he realized it would be the last time he was with his brothers for quite a while. Blinking back his tears, Carson slipped his phone into his pocket.
Cody reached out, pulling Carson into a hug. “Listen to me, bro. You take care of yourself down there and come back. I’ll miss you so call a lot, you hear?”
“That goes for me too,” Colton echoed.
The triplets stood in silence. This was different from other separations in the past; Carson wasn’t planning to return anytime soon. Murmurs of “love you, bro” and “you, too” were softly uttered as the Cocky C’s came together for a long, last hug. Then, as each of his brothers grabbed one of his suitcases, Carson headed downstairs—eager to begin a new chapter in his life.
Coming Soon! ̶ Blackwood Pack Book 9
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When I entered a writing contest, I never dreamed it would result in me writing my first book, Dire Warning. Readers loved it and I was on my way to chronicling the Blackwood Pack, seven brothers who are gay wolf shifters in search of their fated mates– stories about love at first sight with twists and turns, angst and humor, romance and adventure and, of course, happy endings.
My stories come to me as if they were being channeled by my characters, all of whom I love (except for a few villains). They are eager to recount their lives, loves and adventures and are not inhibited when it comes to revealing steamy details. I love the M/M paranormal genre because it gives my imagination a lot of territory in which to roam. My mind can really run wild and come up with some amazing stuff when it doesn’t have to stay inside the box. Although my writing is sometimes raw—that’s the way I like to tell my stories—readers love it and are clamoring for more. I currently live in the Northeast and love the beautiful change of seasons, my husband, and our quirky calico cat, though not necessarily in that order.
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Books by Mary Rundle
Blackwood Pack Series
Book 1 ̶ Dire Warning – Jackson and Steel
Book 2 – Raphael’s Power ̶ Colton and Ian
Book 3 ̶ Peace Maker ̶ Cody and Dylon
Book 4 ̶ Ice Soul ̶ Logan and Kieran
Book 5 ̶ Shadow Voice ̶ Dakota and Slate
Book 6 ̶ Ghost Walker ̶ Zane and David
Book 7 ̶ Serpent’s Teardrop ̶ Brian and Reif
Book 8 ̶ White Knight ̶ Fionn and Hunter
Book 9 ̶ Coming soon!
