Fox, Morgan - Craving Silence [Cowboys and Werewolves] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (4 page)

Her brow pinched tight at the bridge of her nose. “What I am?”

Walker grinned, his eyes narrowing. “Are you honestly going to pretend ignorance with me?”

She felt overwhelmed, shocked that they were having a discussion about her kind. How could she have not known he knew? “I’m not pretending anything, and I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Right, and if I did this”—he wrapped his arms tightly around her, pulling her body up against his. One of his hands slid up her side, over her ribs, cupping the underside of her suddenly heavy breast. His mouth eased close to her ear. The warmth of his breath dipped sensually inside as he spoke, and she shivered in response. She closed her eyes, feeling her body tingle with the excitement his caress presented—“then your eyes might turn silver with the slightest prick of desire.”

A deep-seated shock flooded her mind. She scowled, shoving him away. “Stop it, Walker. Whatever you think you are doing, just stop it.” Her gaze wandered in every direction, but back toward him.

He reached for her, his fingers grazing her arms, but she fought him. She didn’t want to feel the heat of his touch upon her overly sensitive skin. “Look at me, Silence. Show me your gorgeous eyes.”

“Stop it, Walker. You’re being ridiculous. My eyes are blue just as they’ve always been,” she said with a sneer.

“Then stop fighting me,” he demanded, grabbing hold of her firmly. His grip was surprisingly strong for a human, and she found herself so amazed by the hum of power that blazed within his touch that her gaze shot to his.

She gasped the moment she realized what she had done and quickly looked away, but he was on her faster than she’d ever seen anyone but a lycan move. He held her body, cradled her face. His mouth covered hers in a fiery kiss. His hands and mouth consumed her.

At first her reaction was to resist, but the connection she felt in the way his fingers moved upon her skin was nothing compared to the touch of his lips upon hers.

Before she could think, she wrapped her arms around his neck, surrendering to the intimacy he promised and his desire-filled kisses. His mouth was warm and inviting, and his caress was a welcome sensation she’d never known could happen between two people, as if all the emotions she had had for him over her lifetime had suddenly erupted all at once. She couldn’t release her hold on him, and she begged that he felt the same way.

Her body burned with the calling of the soon-to-be-full moon. Her pulse beat so hard and fast in her ears it was all she could hear. In seconds, he had lifted her from the ground. Her lean legs surrounded his waist as he carried her somewhere, and she didn’t care where as long as he didn’t stop touching and kissing her.

She heard the scraping of a privacy curtain, and then her back bumped against the soft mattress of a small bed. The heavy weight of his firm body rested on her, her legs still wrapped tightly around his hips. The hard press of his aroused cock lay impatiently against her covered pussy.

Suddenly, she was dripping with desire, her body craving only one thing—Walker Helmsley.

That was until a large crash ripped her from her lust-filled thoughts. Walker lunged from the bed, tearing the curtain open as he sought to investigate the sound. Silence quickly moved up behind him, and her eyes devoured the room, settling on the overturned table and medical instruments that had been organized beside Lance’s bed.

“Wait here,” she told Walker, rushing from the room. She had to find her sister before she managed to leave the clinic. As predicted, her sister hadn’t left yet, and she was sitting in her office, riffling through papers and documenting in some medical charts.

Silence charged into the room, and her wide-eyed gaze locked with her sister’s. Her mouth opened, and the words simply flew out. “Lance Hickman’s not asleep, Shadow. He’s very much awake, and I think he’s turning.”

Shadow rose so fast that her chair slammed against the wall behind her. It must have been the horrified look on her face that caused her sister to react so quickly and not give her the twenty- question drill. Rounding her desk, heading for the door, she asked, “Are you sure? I gave him enough drugs to knock out an elephant.”

Walking at a less-than-run pace next to her sister, Silence’s hand dug through her loose hair. “You know about lycan metabolism better than I do. Is it possible he’s already turning?”

“I can’t imagine it, but who knows. If the lycans were old enough, then maybe, but I thought we were dealing with a bunch of mangy teens.”

“Right now with what I just saw happening to Lance, I’m not betting on anything. Gavin and the guys are out looking for our little menaces. I need to warn him that they might not be so little after all.”

“You do that. I’m going in to see what I can do for our newfound guest.”

“Great.” Silence reached for her cell phone and started dialing Gavin’s number. She prayed he remembered to put the damn thing on vibrate and not just turn it off.

They entered Lance’s room where Walker was strapping Lance’s wildly flailing body down onto the bed. Sweat glistened from Lance’s skin as if he were sitting inches away from the sun.

Shadow sucked in a breath. “Who are you?”

“Sorry, he’s with me,” Silence said. Her eyes quickly met Walker’s, and she cocked her head to the side, indicating that he should step away from Lance Hickman immediately. He did.

Gavin’s voice shot through the phone in a hushed whisper. “What’s up, boss?”

“I need you to keep something in mind. We might not be looking for kids. We might actually have some very old lycans running around Silent Falls. Lance Hickman, the guy with the overturned cattle truck…he’s turning.”

“Shit!”

“Exactly. Find a way to warn the others. I don’t want this to get ugly. I’m putting a call into the council now. We’ve got to put ourselves on high alert.”

“Got it.” Gavin was off the line in record time.

She stuffed her cell phone back into her pocket and went to stand beside her sister, who was trying to inject Lance with what she assumed was a sedative.

“Silence, your hunch might be right. His body is being ravaged by the lycan virus, and for some reason it’s not waiting for the full moon. I don’t know if he is going to change completely, but if he does, I don’t think I can handle him alone. I’ll need your help.”

Shadow cocked her head to look at Walker and sniffed the air. “He’s human. He needs to leave for his own safety.”

Taking an intimating step forward, he snapped, “The hell I do. What is it with you Foster women always trying to get rid of me.”

A few seconds passed, and Lance’s body stilled. The injection was working. But for how long?

Her chest tightened as she looked at the worry around his eyes. “Walker, it’s not safe, and you know it. If he got free…” Her voice trailed off as she realized that she and her sister were speaking openly about the lycan activities in front of him. The ease in which she did that seemed unnatural to her. For some reason, she was not on guard when it came to him and she had developed an immediate level of trust with him. Why, she had no idea.

“Walker, you said you knew about our kind, so you must know that it would only take a scratch for you to turn into one of us. Would you want to risk that?”

His fingers wrapped around Silence’s forearm, and he gently pulled her to him, ushering her to the corner of the room. “I don’t want to see you hurt, either. I won’t leave you here with him alone.”

She smiled up at him. The sweetness and concern she felt oozing from him had her heart racing with excitement and longing. She’d kiss him hard the next moment they were truly alone. “Walker, I’m a very strong woman, as is my sister, and we are more than capable of taking care of ourselves. Besides, there will be more help arriving soon.”

“I still don’t feel comfortable about leaving you,” he whispered to her. His face was so close to hers that it would take little effort to possess his lips.

An all-consuming need called to her, and she pushed up on her toes and kissed him gently. “How about I come find you once everything here is under control?”

He held her gaze for a long moment, as if making sure the words she spoke came from her soul and were heartfelt. “You would come find me?”

She nodded, and she knew her sister was listening. She could feel her eyes on her like a viper in the night.

“You’re not just saying that?”

“Trust me, Helmsley. We are so finishing what we started earlier.” She nipped as his lips. “Now go, and let me help Shadow.”

“Just in case you need reminding,” he said just as his mouth closed over hers. Instantly, her arms wrapped around his neck and she dove headlong into his fierce kiss, leaving her breathless and wanting. Her eyes remained closed as he whispered one final thing in her ear. “Come find me later, Silence, and I’ll have you weeping from the number of orgasms I leave you with. That’s a promise.” Her eyes opened to see his large, impressive body retreating from the room. He never looked back, but she knew he was grinning from ear to ear like a playboy.

“Are you done face fucking that man?”

Shadow’s annoyed and jealousy-laced tone did little to shake away the euphoric feeling Walker had given her. “I hope not, because later I plan to have that man make good on a promise he made to me.”

“Who was that anyway?”

“Walker Helmsley, but you might remember him from our childhood as Walker Reed.”

Shadow’s surprised gaze met hers. “The boy you had a serious crush on for, like, ever?”

“That’s the one, and now he’s back in town. I just might get my fantasy after all. I’m supposed to meet up with him later.” Silence could feel the pounding of her pulse as she thought of all the naughty things she would like to do with him.

“Use protection,” Shadow drawled, turning her gaze away from her sister and back to Lance, who was still resting peacefully. His body, however, still glowed with the allure of the lycan transformation. “Don’t forget to call the council,” she reminded her.

“Right,” Silence said. She quickly shook off the lusty thoughts and reached back into her pocket to pull out her cell phone. Damn, this thing was getting its use this evening.

She dialed the number to the mayor of Silent Falls and its most senior member of the council, Tim Dalton. And as expected, he wasted little time answering the line. “Silence, is everything okay? I heard there was trouble on the police scanner this evening.”

“That’s actually why I’m calling, sir. We seem to have a situation down at the clinic. A young man was severely attacked and bitten by lycans, and for whatever reason, he’s already experiencing the lycan change. Shadow and I are at a loss at this point, sir, and we could use the council’s help. We could be dealing with an old and very powerful male lycan.”

“Is this young man a threat to anyone? Is he showing signs of turning rogue?”

“I can’t say for sure, but he looks like he’s going through a normal change, but at an accelerated rate.”

“Then I’m going to leave this one up to you, my dear. As a council member and the sheriff of our town, I trust that you’ll make the right decision. Should you choose the extinction method, you only need to let me know and I’ll send over someone to remedy the situation.”

One thing Silence had learned since becoming a member of the council was that when Tim Dalton made a decision, there was no arguing the point with him. His decision would be final.
Fuck.

“Should there be any issues with the young man, sir, I’ll do just that. Good night.” The line went silent, except for the racing and pounding of thoughts that screamed in her ears.

“Well, what did he say?” Shadow asked, even before Silence was able to fully close her phone and slide it back into her pocket.

“Looks like it’s up to us, little sis, and that means you and I get to play, judge, jury, and possibly executioner.”