Chance Lost (17 page)

Chapter 31

Craven stared at the unfortunate pack member lying dead on the floor in front of him. He smiled. The dead shifter was the one who’d brought him the news they lost track of Trey. His temper was at the boiling point, with no outlet for it. He’d rushed him and pulled his throat apart with his teeth before the fellow knew what hit him. He looked up at the rest of the pack. They were all in shock and shifting on their feet nervously. One actually shifted into wolf form and was now on the floor in a submissive pose.

“Now you see what will happen if I don’t get what I want!” Lowering his voice, he continued, “I want Trey found and I want him here before the tracker gets back with the bitch.” He started pacing and stopped, glaring at the lot of them. “You’re still here? Take care of this mess and get the hell out!”

He watched them scramble to do his bidding and laughed to himself.
That should put some respect into their worthless hides
. Soon they were all gone and it gave him a chance to walk down to the basement. He surveyed his handiwork. He’d added another set of manacles to the wall. One set for Trey and the other for her lover, the Enforcer.

Once he captured her, they would follow right behind her. He’d designed the room into a trap. He placed cameras in the walls, stairs and the hall leading to the basement. The door was set with a remote.  There were cages hidden in the recesses of the ceiling that would drop with the push of a button. With her as bait, he carried no doubts he would have them too. He had several tranquilizer guns on standby. Not even the Enforcer could withstand these drugs.

As soon as they were captured and drugged it would be nothing to move them to the manacles imbedded in the cement walls. He could keep them drugged enough to keep them from shifting and still be awake to watch as he tortured the female.

Only his new Beta was in on the plan. He’d known the man was crazy and it was all he needed. In a drunken discussion, he discovered the man had a pension for pain. Giving and receiving it. He took great pleasure in giving it to him in more ways than one. With whips, chains, and then fucking the Beta’s virginal ass made the man his personal slave for life. He was not gentle or caring, and the man begged for more. Craven promised him more, but not until he brought Trey back… alive.

* * * *

Sylas helped get the motor home ready to be moved again. They decided to move it every other day. Any longer in one place increased the chances of them being found before she was ready. This time they were moving across the state lines into Alabama. They would move around there for a week and then move back closer. If Chance wasn’t ready in another week, he would call his mother down again to see if she could give them a better time line. He still needed to take the Alpha and his Beta out, but Chance’s needs came first. She would have to change before anything else could happen.

Sylas was hopeful. Chances eyes started to actually glow after their lovemaking this morning. It lasted nearly an hour before fading away. He didn’t want to over do it or push her more than she was ready for, but he was having a harder time controlling himself with her now. His beast wanted to take her as his mate now, not later. It also didn’t help he had a major case of blue balls. No relief from his needs felt like it was going to kill him. He was distracted and that was never a good thing.

As if she was reading his mind, Chance walked back to where he was sitting on the bed. “You look like you’re a million miles away, Sylas. What’s wrong?” He pulled her into him and placed his head against her stomach with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She was dressed in her leathers and the combination of her smell mixed with the leather was making him heady with desire. It didn’t help knowing she was commando under those tight pants. “Mmmm, do you know how good you smell right now?” he asked her while avoiding her question. She was having none of his avoidance.

Chance ran her fingers through his hair and she pulled his head back with it. “I asked you a question, Sylas. Please answer me.”

Sylas opened his eyes and met hers with his frustration obvious on his face. Her eyes grew bigger with understanding. “Oh… Oh! I got so lost in what you were doing to me, that I forgot what this is doing to you. I’m sorry, Sylas. I want to make you as happy as you have made me… but I’ve never…“

Sylas knew Chance had never been with a man this way, and didn’t want her to do anything she was uncomfortable with.

“Chance, I can deal because I know the end result will be worth the sacrifice. You are more important, besides, I don’t think you will be comfortable with this just yet.”

“Denying yourself and your needs for me is not right, Sylas. I want to be everything to you and for you. I want to know I can be what you need. If I do something wrong, then show me what is right, okay?”

Not waiting for an answer, Chance knelt down in front of him and pushed him down on the bed.

Chance ran her hands up his thighs, lingering a second over his hard shaft. Then she moved higher up to his chest. She climbed up on the bed, straddling him. Chance kissed him deeply, taking and keeping control of him and he let her. She slid back to the floor, kneeling between his legs. Sylas thought he heard her say she was curious, but her hand rubbing again against his hard cock shut his mind down.

He felt her popping his jean buttons one at a time and then tugged them and his boxers down after he rose his hips up into the hand that was still caressing him. His cock was standing free and proud with her hands making him harder. Then he felt her lick the tip to taste the pre-cum that had pearled there. He could tell she was experimenting and it aroused him further.

Chance whispered to him, “I am not sure how to do this, Sylas, I hope I’m doing it right.”

Sylas let out a long moan when he felt her lips descend down and around his shaft, wetting it with her tongue as she went. Chance was exploring him everywhere. She had one hand on his sac, gently squeezing and he felt a fingernail run down his tender flesh. Sylas thought he was going to come right at that moment and she must have felt it, because she moved her hand away. Sylas grabbed the comforter in both fists, nearly ripping it to help control his need to take her. He rose up and leaned back on his elbows so he could watch her.

With each movement down his shaft with her warm mouth and lips, she took him deeper. She was pushing her tongue against the soft ridges and veins while her hands pumped him. Sylas reached down and showed her how to move her hands. She learned fast.

Chance watched him for his reactions, making sure he liked what she was doing to him. Sylas buried a hand in her hair and encouraged her with another moan. “I’m ready baby, you can stop. You might not like the taste.” She ignored him and increased her pace.

Sylas felt the rush coming all the way from his toes. He cried out her name and stiffened, shooting his seed deep into her mouth. Chance swallowed every last drop, smiling up at him with her eyes. Sylas stared at her with amazement. She had taken him deep within her throat and she didn’t gag. With one last suck that popped as she pulled away, Chance licked her lips and smiled.

“Did I do that right, Sylas? I’ve never…” He didn’t give her time to say any more. He pulled her up and kissed her, tasting himself as he drove his tongue into her mouth. His hand pulled her closer and held her there. His other hand dove down into her pants finding her soaking wet with desire.

“Oh baby, you have no idea how much I’ve wanted to be inside you. You were perfect and you can do that to me any time you want.” He felt her shudder when his finger slightly dipped inside her wet, hot core.

“This is where I want to be, Chance.” Sylas pressed the heel of his hand against her nub, rubbing it as he stroked her. Unable to resist, Sylas bit her shoulder again, claiming her in the only way he could for now. Chance came as soon as his teeth sunk into her soft flesh and he could feel her muscles clench with her release. He gently sucked the muscle with his teeth still imbedded as she rode out the orgasm. She was his mate and he was not the only one who had staked a claim, she had staked hers permanently on his heart.

An hour later they were on the road with Sylas driving. Chance set the GPS with the address of their destination and was now sitting in the passenger seat smiling at him. He glanced over and saw her eyes were still glowing. He grinned and pointed to the visor vanity mirror, telling her to take a look. He heard her gasp and then laugh. He loved the sound of it. Her laughter came from deep inside and was never faked. If he had his way he would have her laughing all the time. Soon he hoped they could relax enough for him to make it happen. If time was on their side for a change.

* * * *

Jack woke with a pounding headache. His head hurt so badly he didn’t dare open his eyes. He could feel the sun on his skin, but nothing smelled familiar. He scented water was somewhere close and tried to reach for it. Suddenly he realized he was not in human form. Something was clamped around his neck and was pressing into his flesh. He opened one eye but everything was fuzzy and the light pierced his brain with lightning hot flashes of pain. He passed out, welcoming the dark void.

It was sometime later when he woke again. It was cooler and he could tell it was dark now. He opened his eyes to find himself in a cage. There was food and water in the corner, but he didn’t trust the smell coming from the food. It was tainted with something and he was not going there. He carefully sniffed and then lapped a quick taste of the water. It seemed okay and he drank his fill. The container of water was fed from a hose into a gravity bowl. At least he would have enough to drink until he could figure this out.

Jack didn’t recognize his surroundings. It seemed to be a bedroom and had no furniture, other than the cage. The walls wore no decorations and were a dingy yellow. He tested the air and smelled shifter… a wolf. The last thing he could remember was locking the door at the bar. Everything beyond that was a blank.

The collar on his neck had spikes buried deep in his skin. He was pretty sure if he tried to completely shift, the spikes would shred his human neck. His captor obviously didn’t know Jack had a special talent and he was about to use it. He could shift a single area of his body at a time. It took years to perfect, but when you were over 600 years old, one had plenty of time to practice.

Lying on his back, Jack shifted his front appendages into arms and hands. He reached up and felt around the collar for a latch. Once he found it and released the collar, it fell to the floor. Inspecting his body for more traps and finding none, he shifted completely into his human form. His clothes were nearly rags and smelled burnt, but they at least covered the important parts.

His captor must have hinged all this on the collar, because there wasn’t a keyed lock on the cage. He opened it and carefully moved from room to room, finding the place empty. He found the drugs that were used to put him to sleep. Jack seethed with anger when he discovered the bottle and house smelled like the Beta from the wolf pack. He’d locked his scent down in his brain at Chance’s house the night she was attacked. The man would pay, but first he had to get to Sylas.

Wasting no more time, Jack left the house. Once he was far enough away from civilization he shifted back to his puma form and ran towards his house.

Jack arrived at his property and shifted when a man holding a high-powered rifle aimed directly at his chest confronted him. His confusion doubled when he saw more guards headed his way. He could tell from their scent that they were all shifters. Jack kept his arms in the air as he asked for the person in charge.

Jack heard the man before he saw him. He was barking orders for the others to lower their weapons. The guard reached out to shake his hand once he was close enough. “I know who you are, Jack, and we’ve been waiting on you. Please come with me, I have the key to your place and you can shower and change. I will explain everything to you when you are finished.” Jack could only nod. This seemed to be a day full of confusion. He could only hope this man knew all the right answers.

Chapter 32

Chance was chewing the last bite of her dinner when Sylas’ phone chimed, signaling a text message. He turned with a huge smile and showed it to her.

“Jack here. Did you miss me, Kitty?”

They gave a collective sigh of relief as Sylas sent him a text back.

“Sylas and Chance on this end.

We both missed your ugly puss!

Where the fuck you been?”

“In a cage. Big bad wolf had me.

He huffed but forgot to puff. Where r u?”

“Holed up. Sending directions.

Get a guard to bring you.

Use roundabout and make sure not followed.

Explain later. Good to know you’re alive, Puss-n-boots.

BTW – Chance says it’s about fuckin’ time.”

“Kiss that woman silly for me.

On my way, Sylvester.”

Sylas put his phone down after sending directions and smiled at her. “He should be here within two hours. It gives me time to do as requested. Besides, dessert sounds good.”

Chance grinned and took his hand when offered. He stood and pulled her tightly to him. He nuzzled her neck as he ran his hands slowly down her spine to her buttocks, pulling her up so she could wrap her long legs around him. Chance couldn’t suppress a giggle when he started purring into her cleavage. The feel of his whiskers abrading her skin, along with the rumble, tickled. She took a handful of  black hair and pulled his head up so she could kiss him. She poured all of her relief at having Jack back into it. Hell, they both did.

Lighter spirits cleaned up the dishes from dinner. When finished, Sylas went to the back to take a shower. Chance debated a whole minute before she stripped off her clothes and joined him. She’d never showered with a man before and this was one of many firsts to cross off her bucket list.

Sylas was standing with his back to her when she opened the door and soundlessly closed it behind her. She pressed up against him and heard him moan at the feel of her skin against his. He reached back and pulled her around him, placing her under the warm spray. Chance reached for the bar of soap and started washing him down with it. His muscle definition was more pronounced with the slick soap and water and she enjoyed learning his body this way.

His cock was standing erect and swollen with her ministrations and she sunk to her knees to wash him up close and personal with her lips and tongue. Sylas pulled her hair loose from the bun she had it in and then sunk his hands deep into the strands. He watched her suck and lick him and she dared him with her eyes to look away. She could feel his legs trembling and it excited her to know she held this much power over him.

Sylas leaned his shoulders against the shower wall to keep standing upright. He guided her with his hands and hip thrusts into her willing mouth. He came in quick bursts when she ran a fingernail down the sensitive skin behind his now tight sack. She swallowed every drop relishing the taste of him. Sylas groaned watching her and she smiled when he instantly grew hard again. He pulled her up and kissed her like there were no more tomorrows.

“Shit baby, I could watch you do that all day, but Jack will be here soon. It’s my turn to wash you, love.”

Sylas washed her slowly, enjoying the fact that his hands were making her squirm with need. He turned washing her tresses into a sensual massage. She moaned and melted into his hands. He turned her to the wall to brace her hands against and placed his still hard shaft between the cheeks of her ass, grinding as he slid his hand down her front and found her throbbing nub waiting for him. For once, Chance was grateful for a plump behind. Feeling him grinding against her like this was an erotic overload. She reached behind her with a handful of long silky pleasure and held it against him as he moved. Chance couldn’t tell if Sylas growled or moaned as his pleasure increased from the feel of it against his cock and legs.

“You’re so perfect for me, baby. Goddess help me, I want you,” he whispered in her ear, driving her closer.

Sylas kept a hand busy pulling and tweaking her nipples. When she was close, he extended his fangs and bit down on her shoulder, bringing them both to exploding climaxes. Sylas held Chance up when her knees tried to give out and waited patiently for her regain control. The water was getting cooler, so they finished rinsing off and got out.

Sylas toweled her dry, kissing all the exposed parts he could reach. “I love you, Chance Cadens, and I can’t wait until I can make proper love to you and claim you as my mate.”

“You already have me, Sylas Taiken. I was yours the moment you waited for me to speak that night at the bar. But I understand and hopefully we can make it official soon. I want it as much as you do, my sweet sexy cat.” She kissed him and helped him dry off too.

“Your eyes are glowing, baby. That ought to give old Jack a start to his already over active imagination.”

Sylas chuckled and shook his head. “I can’t believe he made it out in one piece. I can’t wait to hear this story. He will be here soon and as much as I enjoy looking at you naked, I don’t want that tomcat pawing after you.”

Reaching into one of the drawers under the bed and drawing out a pair of brown leather pants and one of her matching corset tops, Sylas grinned as he handed them to Chance. He remembered her penchant for going commando and commented he loved knowing she was always dressed that way. He grabbed boxers and sweat pants for himself. They dressed quickly, needing to clear and make the other bed for Jack to use.

“I wonder if he’s eaten? Should I make him something?” Chance asked as she watched Sylas tuck the last corner of the bedspread into place.

“I don’t know, he didn’t say, but maybe we could put a couple bottles of beer on ice. I know he won’t turn that down.”

Sylas grinned and then patted her on the behind as she went to put the beer in the freezer.

Twenty minutes later they heard car tires crunching outside and Sylas asked her to stay inside while he made sure it was safe. Chance watched out the window and as soon as she saw Jack getting out of the car she forgot her orders. She ran outside to jump on Jack, giving him a full body hug with her legs wrapped around him tight.

“Whoa! Missed me that much did you, Chance? I like it but not so sure your man does.” He chuckled and gave her another tight squeeze before letting her down. Chance felt the tears falling as she blushed and stepped back to let Sylas in for a fist bump and a playful cub-like head-butt and nuzzle.

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again, Jack. My heart can’t take it.” She gave him another quick hug and let Sylas pull her into his arms. She stared at Jack, unable to look away now that he was back. She noticed his eyes widen as he looked at her. Then he looked up at Sylas’ grinning face.

“I think I have lots to catch up on, little miss glowing eyes! Got a cold beer? Food? I’m starving!”

Chance laughed as they went inside. She grabbed him a beer and set about making him dinner, while Sylas caught Jack up on all he missed. She broiled him a thick cut of steak and nuked a baked potato. She set it on the table in front of him with other sides and trimmings.

“Rare and still sizzling, Jack, and there’s more if you’re still hungry.”

From the best they could figure out, the Beta grabbed him from the bar right before it exploded and took him away without being seen. It seemed he was missing about four days. Time was starting to mesh together with all the excitement. Jack told them how he got away and his shock at finding armed guards on his property.

“That was Chance’s doing. She wanted to make sure they didn’t ruin your home like they did the bar.”

Chance chimed in, no longer able to contain her thoughts, “Your bar is gone, Jack. I thought I lost both of you. Sylas went in to find you and almost didn’t make it out.”

The tears fell again with the fresh reminder of almost losing the family she had come to know and love. She stood up, suddenly self-conscious about the tears.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to cry like this. You both mean the world to me. I’m going to take a walk for a few minutes and compose myself.”

Jack reached for her arm and pulled her down into his lap. He looked at Sylas and dared him to say anything. “I know she’s your gal, but this old puma needs another hug and I think she needs a Jack hug too.”

Sylas smiled at them both. He knew it was something they both needed. He got up to clean up Jack’s now empty plates and Chance knew it was his way of giving them a moment to sort out the rush of emotions she was going through.

“This old man will always be here for both of you, Chance. I consider you part of my family now too. Besides, I would much rather look at you than his ugly puss any day of the week. No more worries now, okay?”

Chance nodded, giving him another hug. Sylas came back to join them. She smiled at Jack, kissed his cheek, and moved over to Sylas’ lap where she belonged. She heard Jack chuckle when she closed her eyes and nuzzled his neck. Thirsty, she got up to get them all another beer and this time chose to sit in a chair next to Sylas so she could admire both her men.

Sylas filled Jack in on the rest of their plans and then relayed what his mother had said. Jack was shocked that Lachesis told him to leave the old Beta alone. He agreed to abide by her rules because he didn’t need her upset with him, but that was the only reason.

Chance smiled while they talked. She spoke up a couple of times adding her two cents here and there. Jack went into a conniption fit when Sylas got to the part about her being used as bait. Sylas stopped him with a hand on his arm when he went to stand up sputtering, “Oh, hell no!”

“Trust me, Jack. She has this. Chance showed me right quick she can handle it.” She smirked when she saw Sylas unconsciously cover his balls with his hand. She started laughing when Jack noticed and raised his eyebrows.

“She got the better of you, eh pussy? It’s about time she beat your ass!”

“She did catch me off guard…” Chance punched him in the arm, effectively cutting him off.

“Okay, okay. It was my fault,
but
she will not be put into any kind of danger until
after
we mate. Our time is getting closer every day and I’m hoping by the end of this week, it can happen. Once we mate and she can shift, I’ll feel much more comfortable letting her bait them in. Once her eyes continue to glow and not fade, it will be our cue to set things into motion.”

“Yeah, I see they are already fading. How long is the glow lasting now?”

“This time it was about four hours. It extends by about an hour or more every time I give her a nudge with my bite.”

“Well, don’t let me keep you. Go get your bite on, Morris.” Jack smiled at them both with a goofy lopsided grin.

Right as he spoke the words, Jack inadvertently let out a long yawn and Chance took the cue to show him to his room.

“Everything here is yours to use, Jack. I bought this motor home to keep all of us safe until Craven is no longer a threat. What’s ours is yours and I hope you’ll be comfortable. If you need anything else, just make a list and I’ll make sure we get it for you.”

Chance gave him another quick hug before she stepped away.

“I’m just glad you’re okay, Jack.” She gave him one of best smiles and turned to go be with her man.

Things were finally as they should be. Jack was alive and safe and she was another day closer to becoming the mate of the most powerful earthbound immortal ever. She wasn’t going to let anyone hurt another hair on either male. She would die before she let that happen. She raised her head and vowed it silently to Lachesis and hoped she heard it, because she meant every word.