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Chapter Fourteen

By the next morning, our house was crowded with visitors. Kane didn’t know if everyone would just show up, but it’s clear they all wanted to know what happened to him since he left a week ago. The first people to arrive were a young redhead with bright green eyes and a body similar to mine, maybe a little leaner, and she was with a tall, handsome man who was almost as giant as Kane.

“Carolyn, I’d like you to meet the real Arabella and Gage.”

Arabella rushed me and hugged as tightly as she could. “It’s so wonderful to meet you, Carolyn. The men were starting to outnumber the women. The odds are evening up.”

“Really, I could always go back to Wolfe Creek where I’m wanted,” Gage said.

“Oh, quit it. You’re so full of it. You aren’t going anywhere.”

“That’s because you won’t let me.” He smirked.

I thought you said they weren’t mated.

They’re not. They are really close. It’s the reason they knew to use Gage and Arabella because it’s obvious to everyone that they’re fated.

Oh. Well, I like these two much better than their imposters,
I teased.

Thank heavens for that.
He laughed and pulled me into his arms, squeezing me tight.

“Seriously, please stop with the mushy shit. Hunter and Chloe and their mates are always on each other. It’s annoying.”

“Only because it isn’t you getting laid. Your turn will come soon.”

“Not soon enough,” Gage grumbled to himself.

“Tell me about it,” Arabella said in a huff. Her pouty look was shared between them. I arched my brow because they were so cute. After Kane had explained the whole mating thing to me, I thought this wasn’t normal.

It’s not normal.

We all gathered around for some breakfast that Arabella and I were cooking when in walked two more guests. Hunter and Catherine. Seeing them in person, I flushed immediately. From the look Catherine gave me, I knew they had to have seen us.

We all started talking and I could see that Cat was seriously pregnant, but still moving around like it was nothing. Once the meal was done being cooked and all the men set it up for us, four more guests arrived. The Wolfe Creek sheriff and his wife Chloe came in followed by Creed Holt and his wife. Everyone was introduced and I was glad Arabella told me to make more than I had planned. She stocked up the fridge for us yesterday before we came back. She wasn’t staying here, though, she’d been with Gage at Creed’s house.

Munching away, I was ravenous. It was like I hadn’t eaten in a long time. We ate before bed last night, but we woke up several times in the night for some hardcore loving.

“So, I thought you and your sister were identical twins,” Cat said.

“We are,” I answered with a confused look.

“But your boobs look so different than in the movie.”

I blushed from head to toe with embarrassment.

“Her sister has a no nudity clause,” Kane snarled.

Three days after we arrived, Kane held a meeting and a mini press conference in the small gym to introduce me as his wife and the Alpha’s right-hand woman. I thought I was going to catch some attitude, but I didn’t. Everyone was welcoming. From the youngest pup to the elders, I felt the respect. Within the first few months, I became the woman everyone came to with questions. It surprised me when it happened, but I knew it was my duty as the Alpha’s mate. Once it was confirmed that I was carrying the future of the pack, I was forced to stay home as often as possible, but that didn’t mean I was bored or lonely. With my life before Kane being spent in front of my computer, I returned to working as a web designer. Kane didn’t mind because I didn’t have to leave the house for it.

The females of the pack came to work at the house with me. Since they made trinkets and things to sell for the pack online, we all had something to do. I built up an excellent website for the sales and added different ways to promote the business. I loved the pack life. I loved my Kane.

Epilogue

 

I heard the howl rip through the night. I raced to the house to find my family lying there in a heaping pool of blood. My world was over. I hoped that my fate would come in the next minute or I’d end myself right there. Crumbling to my knees, I saw Overton standing over me with a cruel smirk on his face.

I howled in pain as I took my eyes from him and looked down at my pups and my beautiful woman lying lifeless.

The howling continued until I shifted and got kicked off the bed. Pawing around in a circle confused as fuck, I saw my wife on the bed, sitting up glaring.

“Damn it, Kane. What the fuck are you doing shifting in bed?” Carolyn shouted at me grumpily.

Sorry, love. I had a nightmare.

Again. He’s dead, Kane. Overton died. Dan wouldn’t dare come back after us.

I guess it’s because you’re too good to be true, Carolyn. I love you.
I shifted back, standing tall with my cock hard as hell and my heart pounding. Her eyes widened with appreciation.

“No one’s going to come after us, love. It’s been six years. Dan is probably dead somewhere.”

“I know; so why don’t you help me get my mind off of it?”

“Will this help?” She slid the covers from her large breasts and past her sweet pussy. My mouth watered and all thoughts of an attack on my family disappeared. I crept to the bed, stalking her like prey. Pouncing onto my lovely mate, I kissed her lips roughly. My teeth gnashed in our frenzied need to mate. Blood pooled straight into my cock. I rubbed the head against her clit, back and forth, extracting moans from her parted lips.

I’m going to tear your sweet pussy up tonight.

You better.

I will.

I thrust into her heat; her warmth sending me to the brink.

I felt her emotions run wild, throbbing and asking for more.
Kane, it’s so deep…umm…
Carolyn pushed her hips up. I pressed harder into her, rocking the bed. We both laughed, thankful that the kids were with my sister for the night.

The thought that we were completely alone hit us both at the same time, and I knew that tonight neither of us had any intention of sleeping. She ran her hands through my hair, tugging and pulling my face to hers. Nipping at my lips, I growled and nipped back. This was how she wanted it tonight. Fucking hell, yeah. My hands gripped her thighs and pulled them closer, pushing my cock deeper until I could feel her slight pain.

“Yes, Yes. I want it hard. Kane me, baby.”

Giving in to my mate, I pumped mercilessly into her heat, biting her breast then sucking her nipple hard enough for her back to bend. She moaned as I marked my territory over and over again. She wasn’t leaving the house this weekend until she was carrying my next child in her. Thoughts of her birthing my pups again set me off. I nutted hard. Grunting and thrusting in and out of her did nothing to soften my cock. I was still stiff as fuck.

“Fuck, Carolyn. I just came, but I’m still so fucking hard right now, I couldn’t pull out of your tight pussy even if I wanted to…and I don’t want to.”

We pulled at each other, trying to get as close as we could, not getting enough of the waves of pleasure running through us. Every aching bit of desire was shared between us.

Her teeth grazed the flesh on my chest, sending tingling sensations down my spine. With my hands cupping her face, I pulled her to meet my eyes. The hunger was so intense, I involuntarily thrust harder into her. The light of her eyes brightened and she started calling out my name. “Kane, Kane.”

We had shared one last kiss before I emptied out into her. I knew I scored this time. I felt it. Our tired, sweaty bodies collapsed on the bed in a heap of limp limbs. With her wrapped up in my arms, we fell asleep.

I woke up to a rustling in the house. Carolyn was in my arms and the kids weren’t home. I jumped quietly out of bed, sniffed the air, and a familiar stench hit my nostrils. My eyes darkened and my wolf was ready for the hunt. It was a foul smell I could never forget. Daniel Danks was in my home.

He’s here?
She asked silently.

I leaned over the bed and kissed her passionately before pulling away to deal with the trash
. Yes, but stay in this room and put some clothes on. This will be over soon.

For Good.

I could smell his scent close. Locking the bedroom door, I exited out the bedroom window and ran around to the nearest entrance. I watched as he tried to jimmy the door unlocked.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Danks?”

“Shit. You were supposed to be sleeping or too busy doing your bitch.”

“So you want a slow death it seems.” I stalked toward him menacingly.

“I’m not the weakling I was then.”

“How come you didn’t die from the tainted drugs?”

“Because I was the one who tainted them. She was becoming a burden I didn’t want to deal with anymore.” He killed his sister?

He did?
She gasped internally.

Shit, I didn’t shut her out. I couldn’t let her in at this moment. This motherfucker was nuts.

Don’t you dare shut me out, damn it! I know you’re thinking something.

Babe, it’s for the best.

I’ll come out there if you do.

Fine, but my thoughts are not going to be pretty.

We circled each other, waiting for one of us to jump first. I wasn’t going to let this coward get me.

“You’re not going to get out of here alive Danks.”

“Neither will you,” he threatened, lifting his shirt. He had a bomb strapped to his chest.

“Are you fucking nuts?”

“A little, but I’ve got nothing left.” It was then that I noticed the crazed look in his eyes. He wasn’t joking. He was willing to kill himself. The man was insane.

Babe, climb out the window to safety. He’s got a bomb.

I can’t leave you.

Don’t worry, I’ve got a plan.
I didn’t have one, but I wasn’t going to let her in on that fact. She wouldn’t leave. I knew if the bomb went off, I wouldn’t have a long time, so I had to find a way to run as soon as I could. I circled so my back was to the nearest window. As I moved to it, I saw Carolyn outside on her phone.

“Danks, time is up. We’ve called for help. The sheriff is on his way.”

“Well then, he’ll only find our burnt bodies.” He hit the trigger in his hands as I broke through the window. The explosion ripped through our home, sending me flying to the edge of the forest. Thankfully Carolyn had been far enough away from the house, out by our truck. My body hurt like fucking hell right now and my head was fuzzy. Carolyn ran up to me, frantically searching for any injuries. I heard the sirens in the background as I lost consciousness.

It had been three of the scariest weeks of my life. Kane had been unconscious for over two days. I could sense his pain and his constant nightmares. Once he awoke, he’d begged me to forgive him for the bad dreams, but he had nothing to ask forgiveness for. I was just grateful that he didn’t leave me.

After the explosion, I had a world of explanation to do to my children who couldn’t understand how their daddy almost died. Our oldest was only five, so we just told her that there was a gas leak. I don’t know if that helped because we’d been staying with Arabella and she kept looking worriedly at the stove.

“Carolyn, don’t worry. It’s better than her thinking someone was there to kill you two. As the Alpha, Kane will have those that want his power. She will have more to fear by thinking someone came close to succeeding.” Arabella said.

“This is just so terrible. I feel like crying, but I need to remain strong for them and Kane. He’s just gone back to his office.”

“He’ll be fine. He’s worried about you. You’ve shut him out, haven’t you?”

“How do you know?” I asked, sipping my tea. This baby wasn’t giving me a hard time yet, but I was so sad lately. I missed Kane.

“He’s been asking me how you’re doing. Since you two can talk to each other, I can’t see how he wouldn’t already know,” she said accusingly.

She was right. I was keeping him out. “He’s got to recover physically and emotionally and my fears won’t help him.”

“I don’t think he can do it without you by his side, sharing your fear and pain.”

“I don’t know…” I wasn’t sure about her theory, but there was something he needed to know that I’d been masking this last week.

Kane

I heard his gasp.
Caro. What is it, my love?

I’m sorry for being so evasive. Can you forgive me?

As soon as you let me in.

When will you be home tonight?

I’m on my way now.

You don’t have to rush.

Yes, I do. Yes... I do.

My heart was full. He missed me. I could feel his emotions pouring from him. It didn’t take more than ten minutes before he was walking through the door and into Arabella’s kitchen. He didn’t stop to say hi or to make small talk, just stalked to my side, gripped my face, and kissed me with angry pain. I melted into his arms. It had been three weeks since we made love and it was the first time where I’d let myself go. Once I dropped the wall, it was like a flood. Kane picked me up in his arms and carried me out into the warm night. We walked hand in hand without saying a word.

When we reached an alcove, there was a blanket out there with a little basket.

“You knew I would talk today?”

“No, I’ve had it prepared every day this week. I just want my wife back.”

“I’m sorry, Kane.”

“Don’t. Just explain to me what I did. What can I do to fix us?”

“You didn’t do anything. You’re perfect. What happened scared me. I watched our life blow up in front of my eyes.” He tried to respond, but I stopped him. “No, you have to listen.” I paced around, turning back to him I said, “I trivialized your fears and concern, and you were right. Our threats were still very much real. I should have agreed to keep the security we had, but I felt safe. I love you and you were so sad once you healed that I was worried about you and didn’t know what to do. I thought that if you knew how frightened I’d finally gotten that you would’ve lost it, and I didn’t want to add that pressure to your healing process.”

“Caro, you are my everything. When you shut me out like that, I felt lost. I’ve never felt fear as strong as I did when you pushed me away. My greatest fear is losing you, and I thought I was.” He slowly wrapped his big, strong arms around me. The warmth and love that I missed were going straight to my bones.

“I wouldn’t ever leave you. I need you so much. In six years, I’ve lived for our love. There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do to keep you with me.”

“Let’s have some wine, my love.” I paused because I couldn’t drink. I had to tell him something.

“Kane, I don’t want to drink.”

“Come on, love. It’s a special occasion.”

“Kane, I’m pregnant.” The look on his face was the one I feared.
He doesn’t want the baby.

“What? How could you even think that? I love getting you knocked up. I’m just shocked.”

“Really?”

“Yes. The last time we had sex I knew we’d made another baby.”

I eyed every inch of his muscular form and wanted him. He felt my desire pouring out of me as he listened to my wicked thoughts. He slid the zipper of my dress down, pulled the straps off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. My bra did little to support my breasts, but it was sexy as hell and Kane thought so, too.

Sexy, climb on.
I jumped on his body, wrapping my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck. His lips attacked mine. He dropped to his knees and collapsed forward, lowering us to the ground without manhandling me. Knowing that I was carrying his babe turned my rough lover into a teddy bear. He cuddled and caressed me. Our loving was usually slow when I was pregnant, but tonight he wasn’t in the mood for slow.

You know it’s safe. I’m not some helpless woman. I’m the Alpha’s wife.

Then be prepared. My wolf has missed his mate and this man has missed the love of his life.

He pinned me to the blanket, his large hands holding my wrists above my head with a wicked glint in his eyes. I knew we were in for some fun tonight. The kids were not too far away, but thankfully their sense of hearing didn’t get stronger until they reach their teen years. I think it’s an evolutionary plus because mates rarely grow out of their mating heat before the first ten years and even if they slow their loving down it’s still, at least, four times a week. I love it. Those magazines that claim sex disappears from a marriage makes me feel bad for those women. My pussy was beaten and eaten up deliciously every night. If it weren't for my stubbornness, we would have been back to normal after his recovery was over.

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