NovelBarCHAPTER 126
"I have one question that's been bouncing around in my head ever since the Center burnt down," I'm laying with Declan in my
bed, my head in the crook of his arm as I stare up at the ceiling, while playing with his fingers as I think, "Who is this aunt of
Lila's? How did we not know about her, and did she help Lila break out, or did Lila take the opportunity of being out of her room?"
Declan chuckles, "I'm pretty sure that is more than one question," He presses his lips to the top of my head, "but to answer all of
those questions, I haven't the slightest idea. I've been wondering the same thing. I've even had Carter looking into it. It seems as
though her birth records aren't in our system."
"So, she wasn't born into your pack then."
"Most likely not. My father was very diligent in recording all the births. It's funny, though," he pauses momentarily, "I vaguely
remember her parents when we were in high school, and I remember hearing about their deaths later on, but there is no record
of any of it."
"That's so, weird." I say mindlessly.
Suddenly, Declan is hovering over me, "How about we not talk about crazy Lila while we are in bed. I have so many other things
that we can do to occupy our time." His head dips as he takes a nipple into his mouth and starts a slow and torturous assault on
it. When I go to grab his head, he takes hold of each of my wrists and pins them down to the bed by my head.
He moves to the other, and I arch upwards, wanting more as I moan with the building desire. My breasts are so sensitive and he
Dividing into pages now loves to torture me by sucking on them every chance he gets. Every once in a while, he will get a bit of
milk, if he sucks just right and he groans as he sucks it down, but tonight, he's not trying to quench his thirst. No, tonight he's
wanting to quench a completely different kind of craving.
Stretching my arms above my head, he grips them both in one
hand while the other hooks my leg over his arm. He doesn't ask as he plunges into my depths, causing me to cry out in pleasure.
His assault on my body takes me to heights unknown, and all I can do is hang on for dear life and wait until I'm tossed over the
edge and crash into the euphoric waves.
"Come for me, Quinn. Come for me and then I will really begin to fuck you." He gazes down at me as he thrusts into me just at
the right speed and enough friction against my clit to bring me to my release, "Look at me when you come, baby, I want to watch.
you."
"You're so fucking gorgeous when you give me all of you." He thrusts harder as I explode and see stars dance in front of my
eyes.
"Yes, baby... yes!" His strokes get faster as my walls squeeze him and soon, I feel his own release, "Fuck Quinn..."
Our eyes do not leave each other as we give ourselves over to one another. We are both sweaty and panting, but still, we don't
move, but continue to gaze at the other in complete awe. Sex is always good with Declan, but something about tonight just feels
different. I can tell that he feels it too, and when we do finally hold each other and try to sleep, neither one of us has the need to
say anything.
I'm woken up in the middle of the night by Spencer, who was also woken up by one of the warriors on patrol. He says that there
is a disturbance at one of the borders, someone wanting to talk to me immediately. I tell him to have the person escorted to the
packhouse and then I wake Declan up to let him know what's going on. We both get up and get dressed, meeting Spencer
downstairs.
A group of my warriors surround a light gray wolf which shifts as soon as he sees us standing on the front porch. Spencer tosses
a pair of shorts to the stranger and I wait for him to put them on.
"Luna, Alpha," he glances between Declan and I.
"Who are you? What pack are you from?" I ask, trying not to sound too much like a bitch, but I hate being woken up in the middle
of the night.
"I'm a member of the Black Storm pack, Alpha Jaydon's pack. I was in the human town having a few drinks with some co-
workers like I do every week. There were a few guys asking around about you, Luna. They were asking around for information
on a Quinn Night. They never mentioned the Davis part, so I don't know if they know that you had mated at one time. They didn't
smell like wolves, but they didn't smell completely human either."
This stranger isn't making any sense, "Okay, hold up. What is you name, Sir?" I ask.
"I go by Frankie, Luna. My cousin is the head warrior for Alpha Jaydon."
I glance up at Declan and he nods, stepping away and pulling out his cell phone form his pocket. He will call Alpha Jaydon and
confirm this wolf's identity. In the meantime, I try to find out more information.
"What was it these men were wanting to know, why were they looking for me?"
"I'm not completely sure. I was just going to ignore them, but then I heard one of them tell one of the patrons that they were
looking for you because you are a dangerous criminal. That got my attention," he snickers, "Anyone that knows who you are,
"How long were they there for?" I ask.
"They were still there when I left. I didn't want them to suspect anything, so I stayed until last call, and then left with my buddies
from work."
"It's three thirty in the morning! What took you so long to get here?"
"I'm sorry, Luna, I know it's late, but I wanted to make sure that I wasn't followed."
I study the male and then nod, "Thank you for that."
Declan comes back over to us, "Alpha Jaydon confirms that Frankie is who he says he is."
I wave Frankie over, "Well, come in then. No sense in all of us standing out here. My warriors need to go back to patrol, and I
think you could probably use some rest."
"Thank you, Luna."
"You're welcome. Tell me Frankie, what did these men look like?"
"There were three of them, two were older maybe late thirties, but then again, if they aren't completely human then who knows
how old they are. The third one looked young, though, possibly early
Dividing into pages now twenties. The bartender asked for his ID when he tried ordering, that's how young he looks. The young
one has an athletic build, maybe a little over six foot, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. The older two could almost pass as
brothers. They both have blonde hair with brown eyes. One of them is a bit on the pudgy side whereas the other one is built like
a house."
I look confusingly at Declan and he shrugs, just as confused as I am as to who these men could be, "Did anybody tell them
anything?" Declan asks Frankie.
"Not that I know of. I was listening closely with my wolf hearing, but the majority of the bar's patrons were human, so of course
they wouldn't know the Luna."
"Well, thank you for going out of your way to come and inform me of this possible issue. I owe you, Frankie." I smile and shake
his hand.
"No, Luna, you don't. I was just doing the right thing. You need to be careful Luna; these men look like bad news."
"I will, Frankie. Now, go with Beta Spencer and he will show you to a room."
The wolf nods, and thanks me again for allowing him to stay before he follows Spencer. I rub my temples because I can feel a
headache coming on. Strong arms come around my waist and Declan rests his chin on top of my head. I take in his warmth and
his scent, and it seems to calm me.
"Don't worry, Quinn. Whoever these men are, we will find them and I will make sure that they are no threat to you." He states.
"Why, Declan? Why can't I live a peaceful life?"
He chuckles, "Oh, come on now, how boring would that be?"
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