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“Good four and a half hours,” he muttered. “We were lucky to get this close. That girl was in sad shape for a while, my friend. Those little moans were killing me. God only knows what it did to him. ”
There were few people aware of the exact nature of the mating processes in the Breeds. Callan had imposed a strict code of silence on the few Breeds who had mated so far, hoping to secure a safer environment in world opinion before it leaked out.
Simon was the only non-breed with such information. He had it only because he was a sneaky son of a bitch with a sharper mind than most people when it came to animals. Dash cursed low and viciously.
“Yeah, for all of me too. ” Simon grimaced. “Our little pup is presently swimming in frigid waters and his sweet thang is huddled in nothing more than a blanket. What do we do?”
“Get them to Alpha Site,” Dash snapped. “We’re wasting time we fucking don’t have, Simon. ”
“Hey, you’re jumping the wrong dude here, asshole,” Simon growled. “It’s not my dick tied in a knot with a woman hotter than the hounds of hell. Try telling him. ”
“Try pulling out now,” he snapped. “You have escorts in position beginning one hour from your location. Move now, goddammit, no matter what. ”
“Fuck. ” Simon snapped the phone closed.
Major Sinclair was going to keep on; he was going to get his ass kicked.
“So?” Stephanie moved closer, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind as she laid her cheek against his back.
“So, we go,” he sighed. “Let’s hope they got enough, because we gotta trot, baby doll. My guess is, there are hounds baying at our heels and Dash knows it. He was amazingly reserved. ” He grimaced at the Major’s curses. “We have escorts an hour from here, so my guess is Feline Cavalry is moving in as insurance. ”
“Shit. ” She pressed her head tighter against his back.
“Yep. That ‘bout sums it up,” he drawled. “Let’s get the kiddies moving and pray we’re ahead of the bad guys. I really ain’t lookin’ to tangle with government firepower here. That would be a bad thing. ”
A very, very bad thing.
Stephanie moved to his side as Kiowa strode naked from the lake, breathing harshly, but the cold water had no effect on the erection straining from his body.
“Simon honey, that man is packed,” Steph remarked with no small amount of feminine interest. “But damned if I think I’d want a piece of it. He looks mean enough to bite. ”
Simon snorted. Yep. And he was betting a lot of money Kiowa had bit. Very, very bad.
Chapter Ten
Stay down. Don’t risk being seen. Stay covered.
Definitely stay covered.
Amanda lay on her side, her back to Kiowa as she tried to hug the wheel cover and keep from touching him.
Cold hard reality had almost returned. Enough to realize what had happened and to remember in bleak clarity the hours before when it had all begun. How long had passed? It was nearly three in the morning now, Simon had told Kiowa a bit ago. The lights from the vehicle following them flipped in and out of the back glass, casting odd shadows around her.
Nearly three. It had been just after seven when she had closed her door on the trick-or-treaters. Seven hours. In seven hours her life had changed so drastically she was certain she could never right it again. She shuddered at the thought of it. Not in distaste. She wished it were in distaste, it would make it easier. It would ease the tears that slid silently down her face and the ache that lay heavy in her heart. What had she done? How had it happened? And why was she still being tortured with the need for more?
“How much longer, Simon?” Kiowa snapped from beside her, his voice harsh as he demanded the answer.
“A little over an hour,” Simon answered back. “Callan has one of the new cabins ready. They’re gathering intel now. We should have something when we get there. ”
“Sinclair there?” His voice was a raspy growl. He was pissed. Good, so was she.
“He’s flying in with Elizabeth and Cassie now. He should be there just ahead of us. ”
She could feel the tension filling the Jeep now. Between her and Kiowa. The more she burned, the madder he seemed to get.
Could he tell? she wondered. Did he sense the building arousal? Just what she needed. The son of a bitch didn’t just drug her with some kind of weird animal aphrodisiac, but he could sense the effect of it.
“Dash Sinclair is in on this?” She spoke up then, stilling the tears as anger washed over her. She had met Dash Sinclair and his wife Elizabeth. Their daughter Cassie was a sweet, if odd little child. They had met with her father during one of the endless meetings the month before.
