Wolves' Bite [PUP Squad Alpha 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

PUP Squad Alpha 6

Wolves’ Bite

Ever since her sister left town to join PUP Squad Alpha, Jennifer Hastings has struggled with the feeling of being left behind. Enjoying sexy dreams about Thomas Hagen and Adam Johnson is probably not the healthiest way to deal with it, but at least it’s keeping her sane.

Thomas and Adam know Jennifer is their mate, but the life of a PUP squad operative isn’t an ideal situation to drag their woman into. As a human, Jennifer is unlikely to feel the same instant attraction that werewolves do, so months ago they both decided not to disturb her happy life. Yet now that they’re sharing mating dreams, all bets are off.

When she’s abducted, Jennifer fears no one will notice her missing. But two determined werewolves are coming to claim their mate and they’re not going to be put off by anything—not the lady’s stubbornness or an invincible pixie king.

Genre:
Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

Length:
25,036 words
 

PUP Squad Alpha 6

Abby Blake

MENAGE EVERLASTING

Siren Publishing, Inc.

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WOLVES’ BITE

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First E-book Publication: July 2012

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WOLVES’ BITE

PUP Squad Alpha 6

ABBY BLAKE

Copyright © 2012

Emmallina Constance DeKardoin was considered royalty among her people, yet the title of Queen had never really made her feel comfortable. Inside her head she was plain old Emmallina—ordinary, common, everyday, garden-variety pixie.

But she was also a woman who loved her husband very much. The fact that he was the pixie king had never mattered to her. Emmallina knew in her heart that she would have loved the man no matter what his title.

“Dex?” she asked as he walked tiredly into their bedroom. “Anything?”

He shook his head, his despair quite obvious. They’d been searching for their youngest daughter for several days now. Connistanterina was willful, belligerent, and arrogant, and the only one of Emmallina’s offspring to have joined the Pixie League of Assassins, but it wasn’t like her to go anywhere without telling them. Once they’d realized she was missing, tracing her movements had been nearly impossible, but it had been the shock of learning that she’d been assassinating humans without the king’s knowledge that hit them both hardest. The head of the PLA denied giving her the assignment, but Emmallina had long suspected that the king was often left out of the loop when it came to that particular branch of his kingdom.

The Pixie League of Assassins had once been a noble institution, only accepting contracts that would rid the paranormal world of dangerous individuals who threatened the safety of the rest of the community. Quite often the request came directly from the Ruling Body. But recent decades had seen a turn toward a more profit-based attitude, and many of the recent contracts lacked the righteousness of the early days. It had been the reason for Emmallina’s suggestion that they shut down the PLA decades ago.

Her husband sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed they shared. He had aged considerably over the past few weeks. His usual robust health had been replaced with a sickly gray pallor. It was true that pixies were mostly indestructible, but being able to recover from physical wounds didn’t help them when it came to the soul-deep ache of a missing daughter. It didn’t matter that Connistanterina and her sisters were fully grown pixies. As parents they would always worry about their children, no matter how old they got.

“I should have listened to you,” Dex said in a voice only she had ever heard come from her husband’s mouth. In public he was the infallible king of the pixies. In their bedroom he was simply a man. She wanted to agree with him, but it was hard enough for a pixie born into royalty to admit he’d been wrong. The last thing he needed was his wife rubbing salt into his wounded soul.

“We will find her,” Emmallina said quietly.

“I am no longer so sure,” he said, showing a vulnerability he would never let another see. Only here, in the sanctity of their bedroom, could he be a father deeply worried for the safety of his child. “Connistanterina wasn’t just my youngest daughter. She was also one of my best-trained assassins. If she has not been able to fight her way back home, then there is little hope that she is still alive.”

Emmallina felt tears fill her eyes, but she shook her head in denial. “Do not speak of my daughter in the past tense. We will find her.”

Her husband nodded in agreement, but it was obvious that he didn’t truly believe it.

“There is only one way to kill a pixie,” Dex said tiredly. Emmallina nodded. It was the most guarded of all secrets within the pixie community, and it was quite likely many pixies themselves did not know of it. “If humans have discovered how to kill us, the world has just become a far more dangerous place. Humans are not known for their restraint when it comes to killing. They kill randomly without reason or regard, and they outnumber pixies by millions to one.”

In other words, pixies could become the next extinct species on the planet.

Jennifer moaned in her sleep. Somehow she knew she was dreaming, but it didn’t stop the terror gripping her as she watched Thomas get crushed in the arms of a murderous vampire. She cried out in horror as the dream went a step further than what had actually happened. This time the vampire crushed the life from the wolf, and then did the same to Adam. She whimpered as Thomas changed to his human form and fell dead to the floor, Adam beside him, their sightless eyes staring up at her.

In her dream she ran to them, pushing past her sister, Skye, despite the woman’s vampiric strength. Tears flowed down Jennifer’s face, blurring her vision as she fell to her knees beside Adam’s and Thomas’s lifeless forms. The vampire laughed, the cruel and soulless sound filling the small room.

“Come here,” he ordered, compelling her with his vampiric skill. She whimpered as she did exactly what he told her, this time her sister unable to stop her. She moved into the vampire’s embrace, and realized she no longer cared what happened. Thomas was dead. Adam was dead. Her sister was a vampire and had a life of her own. Jennifer was the one left behind to live the day-to-day drudgery of an ordinary life.

She watched, somehow outside herself, as the vampire bit into her neck, the room suddenly empty of everything except the one who would end her life.

“Babe, you know it didn’t happen like this,” a voice said next to her ear.

Startled, she turned to see Thomas standing beside her watching the strange way her dream was warping the past. An arm slid around her from behind, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she realized Adam was with him.

“Hello, beautiful,” Adam said as he pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her lips. He moved back slightly, giving Thomas room to kiss her as well.

And then, holding her tightly between them, they turned to watch her strange dream play out.

But this time the memory was more accurate. With the dream no longer embellished by her fear, Jennifer watched as events happened the way they had in the past. Skye held the other Jennifer back, stopping her from following the vampire’s order. The bathroom and front doors both opened at the same time, a strange popping noise and then blood everywhere.

Skye shielded her from the worst, the blood and gore barely a memory as dream Jennifer moved to Thomas’s side. Adam held her tight as he reassured her that Thomas would recover quickly.

Finally, the dream faded, the landscape of her fictional world now just a spotlight on the three of them. Feeling safe in her men’s arms, she held them both, too worried to ruin their brief time together with silly words.

A real relationship between the three of them simply wasn’t practical. They were highly trained members of PUP Squad Alpha, and she was an accounts clerk in a sleepy little tourist town. They traveled the country. She sat still. They fought to protect people. She wrestled with numbers and missing receipts. They were long-lived werewolves. She was plain old ordinary human.

“I miss you,” she finally blurted, unable to keep the emotions under control. Hell, it was only a dream. She knew that. But it didn’t stop her from wanting it to be real. She’d spent only a few hours with them, and that had been months ago, but somehow she missed them even more than she missed Skye.