Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
I left Abel to issue orders to the men as I carried her to the Denali.
Paul was at home recovering from his run-in with Hunter. Apparently, she knocked him out while he was driving. When he woke up, he found himself alone inside the totaled Denali with nothing to explain what had happened except the dead deer in the road.
Hunter was chaos.
She was violence and vengeance.
And now…she was mine.
Kellan, who was filling in for Paul, held the back door open for us while grinning at Hunter, who merely rolled her eyes at discovering he was still alive after trying to drown him.
I shifted my hold on Hunter before climbing in. Once settled, I pushed her to sit between my legs on the floor. Trapped between the back of the front passenger seat and me, there was nowhere for her to go unless she wanted to sit in my lap. Kellan hopped into the driver’s seat, and then we were off.
I didn’t realize I was keeping track of how much time had passed until ten minutes into the drive when Hunter finally capitulated and rested her cheek on my inner thigh to ease the strain in her neck.
I couldn’t remember exactly when I reached out for her, but before long, I was playing with the end of her long braid as I stared out the window, trying to figure out what I’d done…. My gaze shifted away from the window and down to Hunter.
And what I was going do now.
We didn’t go back to the city—back to Glainne. Instead, we headed north, where none of us would be safe. I took Hunter with me to Glamis.
Hunter perked from her doze on my lap when she felt the shift from paved road to dirt and the Denali slowing. Forgetting she was bound, she shifted to rise onto her knees and see where we were, but I wrapped her braid around one hand, yanking her head back and keeping her eyes on me while I pulled a scrap of silk from my pocket with the other.
Her eyes flashed with hatred, but her nipples…the way they pushed against her sweater told a different story. The other half of the truth. Hunter wanted to kill me, but she craved what I could do to her just as much.
“You must be wondering why this is happening,” I said as I let her hair go and tied the blindfold around her eyes. Hunter didn’t make a sound, but I knew she was listening. “You’re wondering what Coby could have done to earn my attention. If she’d been keeping secrets from you.” I finished tying the blindfold as Kellan drove us around the main house overlooking the lake. “The answer is simple, if not at all conventional. Your friend intrigued me, Hunter, and that doesn’t happen often. I never intended to act on it, but when I encountered an obstacle, I could think of no one else to help me get around it. Maybe it’s love,” I mused, just to fuck with her. Hunter’s eyes flared with alarm when my comment hit its mark. “Whatever it is, I can’t shake it.” I grew quiet as Kellan carefully steered us through the thicker part of the foliage, driving us deeper into the property and away from the main house. “And now, here you are—stubborn and steadfast like a rock forcing the river to go around it. You’re in my way, Hunter Parrish.”
The small cabin, the first home my great-grandfather had built after he immigrated to America, finally appeared.
“Fortunately for you, you intrigue me, too. It’s… distracting. But you and I need to get some shit understood, Hunter. Coby is mine. Her heart is mine. Her loyalty is mine.” Leaning down, I brushed my lips against her forehead, cheeks, and chin. The only part of Hunter’s lovely face that was still bared to me. “Her pussy is mine too,” I whispered in her ear. “And I don’t share. If you’d like to keep breathing, make sure you remember that.”
Hunter made a sound then, but her muffled screams went ignored as the Denali stopped in front of the cabin. It was treated like sacred ground, so we hadn’t used it in years—not even as a guest house.
That was all about to change.
“Welcome home, Hunter.”
“Are you fucking kidding me!” Abel shouted as he followed me through the main house an hour later.
I rubbed my throbbing temples and sighed. “What?”
“Quit playing with me, Ocean. You’d already brought that rope and gag, so tell me the truth. When did you decide to take her?”
“Does it matter?”
“Was it worth it?” he shot back.
I didn’t answer since that remained to be seen, but God, I hoped so. I wasn’t sure what I wanted from Hunter, but she wasn’t going anywhere until I figured it out.
I turned down the hallway that led to my suite of rooms with Abel still on my heels, so I stopped in my tracks before I reached the door and kept my voice low just in case Coby had awakened.