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“You’re still in there, Leena,” Rain whispered. “I’ve seen it in your eyes. ’You’re still in there somewhere.”

      
“A touching sentiment,” Leena said, turning back to Rain. “That spineless bitch can’t do anything to me anymore. I’m in control.”

      
“Who are you?” Rain asked.

      
“You couldn’t pronounce my demon name if you tried,” Leena said, laughing. “Just call me Leena, since she won’t be using that name anymore. Get them to the cages.”

      
The next few minutes were a complete blur as Rain, Thorn and Beorn were shuffled outside and forced into what amounted to an armored car. There was no escape, even if they wanted to. The car drove slowly down the street, five motorcycles escorting it on each side. As they were being put into the back Rain had recognized the driver: it was Thaddeus Greenbranch, a local farmer and member of the Oakdale pack.

      
“Traitor,” she had screamed as they forced her into the back.

      
He just gave her an amused look before slamming the door shut on them. After the short drive they were forced out of the car at gunpoint and into the jail. Bucklin had a smaller jail with two hallways that held cells, called the Dawn Wing and the Guard Wing.

      
Thorn was forced through the door to the Guard Wing while Beorn and Rain were left standing alone. Finally a guard, another recognizable member of the Oakdale pack, told the bikers to take them down into the Dawn Wing because the Guard Wing was full.

      
Rain felt some hope in her heart. Maybe they had captured Rowan and Eva. They obviously wanted to capture high profile members of each pack. Why else would they leave Thorn alive when they had the opportunity to kill him?

      
The guards forced them into a tiny cell together before slamming the door shut and leaving them alone in the dark wing. There was one light on in the hallway, but that was all the illumination they got.

      
“I’m sorry,” Beorn said, sitting on the bed. “I’m so sorry, Rain.”

      
“For what?” she asked, looking back at him. He looked to be in pain, unable to cope with what had just happened. She could see he was fighting back tears. It was a sad sight to see such a big, strong man reduced to such turmoil.

      
“I failed you,” he said. “I promised you we would fix this and I had that son of a bitch right where I wanted him. He was going to die, and then
she
showed up.”

      
“You did what you had to,” Rain said. “You didn’t want them to shoot you.”

      
“I could give a damn about me or Thorn,” Beorn said, looking up at her. “I didn’t want you to die.”

      
“Don’t worry about me,” she said, looking at the ground. “I’m not important. We should have finished Abaddon while we had the chance. He was already sitting up and healing while they were shuffling us out. By tomorrow morning he’ll be whole again.”

      
“I failed,” Beorn said again, looking down.

      
“You were looking out for me,” she said, walking over and grabbing a handful of his bushy beard. She tugged on it before running her hand up the side of his cheek. “You did it because you love me and I...I love you too, Beorn.”

      
“This might be our last night together,” Beorn said.

      
“Then what do we do?” Rain asked.

      
Beorn didn’t wait for a response. Rain felt butterflies in her stomach as her breath was taken away by his sudden charge. He lifted her off the ground, pushing her into the steel bars of the jail cell—just as he had done the first night they met, alongside his truck.

      
This time, though, he was the aggressor. She barely got a chance to kiss him. His lips were wildly finding their way up and down her face, neck and chest. She took a deep breath and moaned as she felt his erection pushing against her. Together they hungrily found one another’s lips and began to explore. Rain’s tongue entered Beorn’s mouth, exploring before his began to beat back and forth against her own.

      
Beorn kept her pushed against the cell door as he reached down and pulled her pants off, panties and all. She was completely exposed here in the Dawn Wing for all who entered to watch, but she didn’t care. This might be the last time she ever looked at the man she had grown to love over the last few days, the man she had experienced a lifetime with in that time.

      
With the furiousness of his kissing assault she didn’t even notice that he had also worked his pants off, revealing his thick, long cock. She felt the tip begin to tease her opening, threatening to impale her right there against the cold steel, but Beorn hesitated.

      
“Do it,” she whispered into his ear. “Take me, baby, do it.”

      
Beorn didn’t need any more encouragement. She sucked in a breath and arched her back as he thrust his manhood into her, stretching her inner walls to their limit. He was so big he pushed all the way to her back wall with some of his staff still outside of her.

      
She grabbed his hair and moaned as he began to thrust into her. His motion was short and intense as he pumped away. The pain and shock she felt from his initial few thrusts quickly began to get blurred with pleasure and ecstasy. It felt like he was thrusting all the way into her stomach. It was the most amazing thing she had ever felt. The pressure in her nether regions was immense. She could already feel the orgasm beginning to build inside of her.

      
Beorn was growling and grunting as he kept one hand firmly planted on her ass and the other gripped the bars for support. She could feel the steel digging into her back, but she didn’t give a damn.

      
Each thrust slammed her up and into the bars, but the pain was beginning to feel good. She had never been this wet in her life; the sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her wet sheath were turning her on just as much as his guttural grunting was. She could feel the hard buds of her nipples rubbing against the inside of her bra as she continued to bob up and down on his thickness.

      
The entire time he pounded her canal with brute force her wolf growled and snapped its approval in her head. She could only imagine Beorn’s bear was doing the same. She could feel the animal inside of her feeling satisfaction for the first time in its life and it showed its gratitude by radiating pleasure all through her, even down to her bones.

      
All of it combined to overwhelm her senses and bring her to a place she had never been before. She gripped Beorn’s hair hard with one hand while digging the nails of the other hand into the soft flesh of his neck. The orgasm was beginning to overwhelm her, like 2000 volts of electricity coursing through her veins.

      
Her scream could probably be heard throughout the jailhouse and possibly in the surrounding neighborhood. Beorn let out his own roar as she felt his come shooting into her, filling her to the brim.

      
They both began to spasm and then stiffen as they shared the most wonderful orgasm that Rain had ever experienced. It wasn’t just Rain and Beorn that had just had sex, it was Rain, the wolf, Beorn and the bear that had exhibited their primal need to meld into one.

      
There was nothing left to do except collapse backwards onto the bed and wait for their sentence to be carried out.

      
“I love you,” she whispered as sleep moved quickly, like a thief, to steal her away in the middle of the night.

      
“I love you, too,” Beorn said before stifling a deep yawn. “I’m sorry, babe.”

      
“Don’t be,” she whispered back. “I can die happy now.”

      
“Me too,” he said.

      
That was the last thing Rain heard before drifting off to sleep. She knew her part in this whole mess was done. She was going to die soon and there was nothing she could do to fight it. Abaddon and Leena had won. The bear and the wolf had tamed one another, just in time to march to their deaths.

      
The tears never came; instead, Rain fell asleep with a smile on her face. She was happy that she was going to die beside the only man who had ever truly understood her.

      
In the middle of the night she was awakened by a loud banging down the hallway. She broke out into a cold sweat, realizing that the end could be marching down the hallway right now.

      
Mercifully, nobody ever came; instead, she heard shouting and banging. There were voices she couldn’t make out, but one rang clearly in her ears—Abaddon. She’d never actually heard the demon’s voice, but she knew at that moment that it was him talking.

      
“Find him,” Abaddon said forcefully. “He’s their leader. If he’s not captured, then they could rise up. You idiot, there’s more of them than us even with the Oakdales on our side!”

      
Rain smiled one last time before going back to sleep. Her part was done, but there was one more who would finish this whole thing: Aster.

      

The End Is Near For The Bucklin Wolves
 

      
Rain and Beorn’s part in this story, just like Rowan, Eva, Hawk and Ciara’s, is done, but there remains one whose story is just beginning: Aster.

      
The Bucklin Wolves series is drawing to a close, but not before Aster tries to rescue his people and the woman he once loved. Is Leena still alive inside of her body, or has the demon completely consumed her?

      
Aster never stopped loving his childhood sweetheart and rescuing her from herself may be the only way he can rescue his people.

      
The exciting conclusion to the Bucklin Wolves series begins with
Healing The Alpha Part 1.

      

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