Teaser Alert

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Pushing Mia back just a little, Chris looked up to her. He was glad they had their difficult talk and even though he still wasn't completely happy with the outcome, he was eased by the fact he could call in some help at least. Knowing exactly who he wanted to ask he wanted to kill two birds with one stone.

"It's nearing dinnertime, what do you think about us grabbing a bite to eat? At the same time I can ask Adam if he's up to the task," he said, his eyes roaming over her still flushed face.

"Hmmm Adam, that name rings a bell. Oooh Adam from last Saturday? The GI Joe wannabe?"

Chris grunted. Sure Adam was built like a truck and the short stubble that resembled his hairdo only emphasized his military style look. Not to mention the numerous tattoos that graced his skin. Only it wasn't just a look for him, he'd seen his fair share of wars until recently when he’d fallen in love with cooking and ended up opening a small but inviting tavern in town.

"Fair warning; never say that to his face if you want to keep him in your good books, my dear. He does look like it, but trust me, he has lived it as well. He hasn't known anything else for a long, long time. There isn't a branch in the military that he hasn't been in. Luckily we're good in making 'new' papers, so he's been stationed in many countries with a shit load of alternate personalities to go along with it. That is why I want him along. He'll cover our 'six' should it come to it," Chris explained to Mia.

"Hmm, interesting combination, GI Joe turned cook. Reminds me of that one Steven Seagal movie, he became a cook as well and then they hijacked the ship he was on. He still kicked ass with the baddies," she grinned at her own comparison.

"Think it's 'Under Siege' you're referring too, isn't it?" Chris helped her remember.

"Ah yeah, that is the one."

"You could compare him to that situation, wouldn't be so far from the truth," he jokingly replied. "But to answer my question, want to grab a bite to eat at his place? I'm sure he'll make time for us to have a little talk."

"Sounds like a plan. Let me go and freshen up and get ready."

Nuzzling her neck, he growled a little. "You're fine as you are, you smell of me, just the way I like it. Leave it like that. I should warn you that his place is frequented a lot by other weres from all neighboring packs. I want it clear you belong to me, even if you don't want our mating to be known yet. Having my scent on you will be enough for them to back off," he rumbled in a deep voice.

Mia couldn't help the girlish giggle from escaping. "You really are a caveman sometimes, but one I love," she said, surprising herself.

Chris' eyes took on a golden glow.

"I love you too," he whispered before covering her lips.

Her kisses were addictive, too addictive. Many minutes passed before the two disentangled themselves once again, both gasping for air.

"Now that's a look I'll never grow tired of," Chris huskily said as he traced her kiss swollen lips with his thumb.

Mia had the decency to blush at his remark and tried to get up.

"Uh uh, not yet. I need another minute to calm myself, so please keep your tush where it is right now if you do not want to end up in my bed instead of at a table having dinner," he warned her.

"Yup, I'm correct, caveman all the way," she repeated, wiggling a bit on his lap.

This seductive teasing rewarded her with a deep sexy growl from Chris as he tightened his arms around her.

Leaning back, he closed his eyes and started counting: one Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi and then cursed out loud.

Mia wouldn't stop moving on his lap and his self-control just flew out of the window. Standing up, he turned her slightly so he could carry her inside and made a beeline for his bedroom. Knowing the state she was in was the only reason that prevented him from tossing her ungracefully on his bed. Instead he gently let her slip down his body until the back of her legs hit his bed.

Skillfully he discarded her clothes, tossing them away piece by piece, uncaring where they landed. Once he had her naked he inhaled deeply, taking in her sweet scent and carefully laid her down in the middle of his bed.

"Do. Not. Move," he said emphasizing each small word. Straightening up he quickly got rid of his own clothes. Pushing her legs wide apart he knelt between them, bending down to take another delicious sniff of her unique scent. Not wanting to waste time he parted her slick folds and generously started lapping at the sweet juices that were coming from her canal.

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Punching in his personal code, he let himself in and walked to the back of "The Vixen". His brother Ed could almost always be found here unless he was needed at the mansion for pack business. The door to the big office was open and with a single knock on the door he entered. Adam was already sitting in one of the chairs in front of the big desk, a map spread out between Ed and him.

"I see you started already. Fill me in?" Chris said, skipping the polite pleasantries none of them seemed to want at the moment.

Getting straight down to business Adam told he had already scouted the area and had picked up their trail. They had made a beeline for one of the forests at the other side of town. Not a single attempt to cover their tracks or even try to misguide them had been made.

"They're being too cocky for my liking. Something tells me there is more to those rogues than meets the eye," Adam ended his explanation.

Ed, the middle Whelan brother, looked at the map again. A big frown graced his forehead as he studied it again. As he stood, one could see the muscles move in his arms. Tapping on the map he explained in a deep voice he wanted to approach the forest from three sides. One where they probably entered and the two others scouting the other sides, to check whether they passed there or not. If the sides were clear, they'd meet up in the middle and start tracking them from there.

Adam and Chris agreed with Ed. Even though all three knew that area like the back of their hand, they still spent some time looking at the map, taking in their targeted areas.

When they were ready to leave, Ed placed a hand on Chris' shoulder.

"Where have you been hiding? I stopped at the garage yesterday and they told me you wouldn't be in for the rest of the week. When I asked what was up they all went quiet on me. What's up, bro?" Ed inquired.

"You have no idea. I'll fill you in later, ok? I want to get these rogues sorted out first. Deal?"

"Deal but don't think I won't remember," Ed answered.

"I wouldn't expect otherwise from you. Now let's go catch us some rogues, before Adam finds them on his own and devours them before we‘ve got a single word out of them."

Before they took off Adam showed them where the scent of the rogues was still the strongest so both brothers could pick it up easy. Memorizing the specific scents, the three men drove off in their own vehicles and started the primary search.

Making sure their vehicles were hidden enough, they stripped and changed into their wolf-form. Ed and Chris were constantly talking to each other through their sibling bond, occasionally one of them "dropping" in on Adam to stay up-to-date on his progress. After a while they gathered and discussed their findings.

From the faint trail they concluded that the rogues were either hiding deeper into the forest or only passed through it. They narrowed their search and now stayed in eyesight of each other as they looked for every little sign or hint of the rogues' whereabouts.

Adam's ears perked up, the scent suddenly very strong and he picked up some soft whimpering sounds. Looking to either side, he checked if Ed and Chris had heard it too. The statue like posture and perked up ears on both of them confirmed to Adam they had indeed.

A single look between them was enough to convey what their next move would be. Going over into a low crouch, they stalked closer towards the whimpering sounds. Chris picked up the metallic like smell of dried up blood. The emotions that were coming their way were a mix of defeatism and terrified angst.

As they approached a clearing in the woods they saw what appeared to be a hut, made out of fallen of branches and old plastic sheeting. Looking closer, Chris could distinguish the form of two women, both tied up at their ankles, hands behind their backs. His wolf got angry at that sight. He felt the same response from Ed and Adam.

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