Chapter 147
Chapter 147
79 – Ryker
“Don’t even think about moving, little lamb. I’ve got you.” My voice was low but firm, and I couldn’t bear to have her any farther away right now.
That drive felt endless-every mile stretching on like a test of my patience. Thank the Goddess that Claude and his idiots took the bait.
After the second attempt on Kennedy’s life here, Josh and I scoured our territories for a she-wolf who resembled her closely enough to serve as a decoy.
That’s when we found Mia, a fierce warrior who was more than willing to pose as Kennedy’s double. The two attacks, plus Claude’s unexpected appearance today, told me this was no coincidence. Something far bigger was unfolding.
Claude didn’t flinch when he saw us, even though he’d been actively avoiding me for months. He seemed caught off guard by Kennedy being with me and didn’t come near us for the rest of the time at Rory’s. Still, he shadowed us through the party- tracking him wasn’t difficult.
About an hour after we got there, Danny arrived with Mia in a second car. Whenever Kennedy danced with Bennet, I made it a point to leave the room—and without fail, Claude followed me.
Josh and I dropped subtle hints about ‘Kennedy’s vehicle’ whenever Claude was within earshot.
I also spoke with a few other alphas about the safety measures they had in place for their mates. When it was time to leave, our entire team gathered around us. This allowed me to move Kennedy safely and slip Mia into her place. Then we split up quickly.
Bennet, Danny, and Josh accompanied Mia, making it look like they were on Luna duty. It wasn’t a foolproof plan, but it was the best we could improvise on the spot. And it worked-Claude took the bait. Mia’s car was attacked.
Thankfully, all my warriors came out mostly unscathed, with only minor injuries. I can’t even bear to imagine what might have happened if the plan had failed or something went wrong.
I’m incredibly relieved that Kennedy sensed something was off and didn’t cause trouble as we left.
She’s usually stubborn when she doesn’t get answers to her questions, but this time she stayed quiet. It hadn’t even occurred to me to mindlink her about what was happening until she asked.
By then, the attack was over, and it didn’t matter. She curled into me and finally drifted off to sleep, which has to mean she isn’t too mad at me. Of course, she won’t just let it go, so I’m hoping she stays asleep long enough for me to come up with a better explanation than “I forgot you can mindlink now” by morning.
I wake up suddenly, turn over, and panic when I realize the space beside me is empty-the sheets feel cold. She hasn’t been here for a while.
Sitting up quickly, I throw the covers off and scan the room, struggling to keep my breath steady. Kennedy never gets up before me. She’s a morning person, yes, but she always sneaks in a few extra minutes wrapped in blankets while I get ready.
As I search for clues about where she might have gone, I catch the faint sound of soft, rhythmic breaths coming from outside. Moving toward the door, my throat instantly tightens. There she is on all fours on the deck, her back arching and lowering slowly in a fluid motion.
She’s wearing the tiniest pair of pink shorts I’ve ever seen, hugging every curve of her defined ass. She shouldn’t be out here like this, where anyone could see her, but I’m frozen in place, unable to stop watching.
She shifts onto her toes, lifting her hips toward the sky in a slow, tantalizing stretch. The thin fabric reveals the full outline of her pussy, and if I were a wise man, I’d drop to my knees right behind her and worship every inch with my tongue. But I remain rooted to the spot. She dips forward, pressing her hips to the ground as she gazes at the sky, then pushes back up to repeat the arching movement. Only then do I blink, quietly slide the door open, and step outside for a better view.
I know she heard me come out, but she doesn’t even glance my way. Instead, she continues moving, teasing me like a forbidden fruit just out of reach. When she lifts her hips again, I’m right behind her, closer than I even realized I’d gotten. There’s no way I’m putting space between us now.
“Ken I manage to croak, my voice rough from desire.
She wiggles her hips in response. “What?” Her breathy whisper sends a shiver straight down to my cock.
“You know what,” I say, flexing and unclenching my hands, fighting the urge to touch her, to pull her against me. Resisting her is going to kill me.
“Hmm. Too bad,” she murmurs, pressing back into me. Somehow, she manages to stand gracefully while grinding that luscious ass against my throbbing length. Then, with a sly smile, she turns and walks away, leaving me breathless and aching.