“Granny, I’m not a kid anymore.” Jayden burst through the door and froze. His gaze was trained on Haley’s hand. His eyes widened in terror.
Without another word he turned and hurried out of the room, pulling the door closed behind him.
Haley looked at Granny. Her lips twitched as she fought a laugh.
It didn’t work.
They both burst out laughing.
#
Jayden ran right into Barrett as he darted down the hallway. The image of Granny, Haley, and a vibrator was forever etched in his brain. That right there was true torture.
“Sorry.”
Barrett eyed him and then grabbed his arm as he tried to walk away.
“I need to tell you something.”
“What?” Jayden narrowed his eyes on his leader, his instincts going wild.
“I got results back from the pig in Haley’s purse.”
“And?”
“It had been dissected and a note was placed inside the pig.”
“What?” How the hell did I miss that?”
Barrett shook his head. “With all the blood and mess it was hard to see. In fact they were internal sutures. So if you had not been looking for it you wouldn’t have seen it.”
Jayden sighed. He’d failed Haley by overlooking that vital piece of information.
“What did it say?” He had to know. From the somber look on Barrett’s face Jayden knew he wasn’t going to like it.
“It said, I’m going to fuck you and then gut you.”
“Motherfucker,” Jayden snarled. His body trembled as he fought back the urge to shift.
“You keep it tight, Jayden.” Barrett growled out a warning, his gaze lethal.
“I want to kill him.”
“I know. And you’ll get your chance if he’s Were.”
Jayden trembled. “I don’t care if the fucker’s a Were or human. Either way I’m going to kill him. “
A tumultuous growled rolled out of Barrett’s throat that seemed to come from his soul. The window shivered at the noise like a sonic boom from a jet.
“You will not disobey me. You are under my command and you better remember that! Are we clear?” Barrett glared and his eyes seemed to shift from green to yellow in blood lust before returning to their natural emerald color.
Everyone came running out into the hallway, the males with their forty-fives in hand and the females with fear in their eyes.
“I got it.” Jayden glared at Barrett and nodded sharply.
Barrett continued his glare refusing to look away until Jayden finally took his gaze to the ground.
He watched the back of Barrett’s boots until they turned the corner to the living room. Jayden looked up at the group that had formed.
“It’s late. Everyone needs to go to bed. We’ve got a long day in the morning.”
#
Haley sat up in bed and looked at the clock.
1:00 a.m.
She had tossed and turned for the last two hours. She threw off the covers and tiptoed into the living room.
She froze when she saw Braxton sprawled out on the couch, his feet sticking over the edge. No TV for her tonight.
She sighed and headed back down the hallway toward her room. Maybe she could read a book until she drifted off to sleep. She stopped and glanced at Jayden’s room. Before she had gone to bed, everyone had picked their places to sleep. Jayden in the master, she in the guest and Granny in the other guest bedroom. Ava and Damon were sleeping in the bedroom in the massive RV while Braxton slept on the couch. Barrett never said where he was sleeping.
Her mind drifted back to Jayden’s room. This was the first night since they’d been together that they had not slept in the same bed.
She reached for the doorknob. Uncertainty crawled up her chest as she pushed it opened.
“Come here,” Jayden’s voice whispered roughly in the night air.
Her heart warmed at the sound and she closed and locked the door behind her.
“Can’t sleep?” she whispered as she crawled under the covers.
“Not without you.” He pulled her into his chest, his mouth marking hers and taking her to lust on a whole other level.
She heard a moan and realized it came from her. But she didn’t care.
“We need to be quiet.” Jayden put his hand over her lips. She stuck her tongue out, licking his fingers.
“Easy.” He grazed her cheekbone with the backs of his fingers. “I want to go slow with you.”
She didn’t need slow. She just needed the feel of Jayden on her, around her, and in her.
“I need you slow tonight. I need to savor you.” His voice held a need that made her ache.
She pulled back enough for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. His blue eyes held the same need she felt.
She pressed her lips to his and settled into his warmth. Her nipples peeked through her thin cotton shirt as she pressed against him. His hand came up her back, fingertips skidding up to rest at her nape of her neck. He palmed her neck and held her against his mouth as he tortured her with his wicked tongue.