Between the twelve of us, we piled into two SUVs and started up the coast. The moon was full and bright. A killing moon, if there ever was one. It was so bright, we wouldn't even need to use the NVGs we'd brought. We would just need to set up and get in place. I rested my head on the seat back. Closed my eyes. Just like I did for prep on any target takedown, I ran through everything one last time in my head. Every step, every action. Every possible reaction. When there were no surprises, the mission ran smoother. Not that I could account for every imaginable possibility, I did try to mitigate the most obvious and the somewhat possible. You couldn't be in my line of work and not learn a thing or two about contingencies. Every good death dealer had a system. This was mine. The low chatter of the men around me was a comforting background noise. While I'd learned to travel alone and do solitary work, I had to admit that having my brothers-both blood and bond-around me was nice. Mo
I was jarred from sleep by a hard hand on my shoulder. Before I was fully awake, I had the person smashed into the table where my head had been laying. A knife to the throat and one hand up between the shoulders. "Sweet Pete, Eden, it's just me," Nico said. His mouth was smooshed into the desktop, his words a little garbled. Once I blinked myself awake fully, I noted that the men were all back in the room and the faint pink light that seemed to flood it. With a sheepish grin, I pulled my knife back, let him go. "Sorry. You don't want to wake me up by touching me. Ever." I slid my knife back into its sheath. Nico seemed confused on which part of his body to soothe first, his face, wrist, or shoulder. He nodded. "Obviously. Although I wish someone would have told me that sooner." He glared at Massi. Massi just smiled, pointed to his throat, shook his head. His hair was damp and he was wearing different clothes than what he left in. My man must have gotten a little messy durin
Eden's body was stiffer than I would have thought possible after such a brain-bending orgasm. But I knelt at her feet and helped her put her pants back on. With her tattered panties in my pocket, I made sure the evidence of our lovemaking was cleared out before we left the room. I wanted to hold her in my arms. Smell her unique fragrance as we tumbled into sleep. Walking beside her on our way back to our cottage, I couldn't help but notice that her shoulders were stiff. Her gait agitated. I'd never known this woman to have anything but a fluid walk. My brow furrowed as I ran over what just happened in the mission ops room. Had I done something to hurt her? Upset her? Bruise her feelings? Nothing came to mind, but it wasn't my mind I had to worry about. It was hers. The tension in her shoulders had me gritting my teeth by the time I ushered her into our temporary home. We were going to talk about it. Whatever it was. She stopped just inside the room, turned around. Her head
Once I was done eating, I told Jessa and Willow that I wanted to meet with the girls. The guys had knocked their mission down in less than a day. And considering how at ease Massi seemed now, I couldn't wait to get rid of Hugo and start feeling light and breezy as well. Gathered in the mission ops room with just the girls, I gave them the information I'd found last night. "So, it seems that in addition to losing quite a bit of money since I left, Uncle Hugo has gotten in a bit too deep with a loan shark in Portugal. He's running up a huge interest tab and has already suffered some broken bones for his lack of payment."Nik snorted. "The man is former special forces, and he gets hammered by a local thug? Doesn't seem too badass to me."I smiled. "Well, he's gotten fat and lazy since I became his cash cow. Which works all the better for our mission."Mags slapped her palms against each other and rubbed them together. "Finally. I've been getting old and grumpy waiting for some ac
I heard the feminine shout of QUEENS just outside the door. Smiled to myself. When the doors were shoved open, I almost spilled the pull of ice water I'd just taken. Eden, my soft, quiet, unconfident Eden was leading the charge of women. Her face was bright, her eyes sparkled, and the authority that stiffened her little body had my own going hard and hot. This was the woman I saw in private. The one I shared my soul with. She was fierce and demanding and took no shit. As if a small field of energy wrapped around her from wispy hair to the tips of her shoes, she practically vibrated with it. I felt it when she rocked up in front of me. Inches between our faces. Before I could do, say, or think anything else, she grabbed my face and kissed me as if I was the oxygen she needed to live. When she broke away, a sexy gasp on her lips, I was more than ready to steal her away to a different room. One dark brow cocked up high on her forehead. "Want to guard my body?"Uh? I had othe
I wrenched my arm from Mags' grip again. Glared up at her. "Thank you for doing such a good job. Bitch." My tone was cold and completely at odds with my words. She sneered back the smile that threatened. "Just keep your hands to yourself and we'll be just fine. But cross me one more time and I'll slit your throat myself. This family doesn't need your kind of trouble." She gave me a sharp shove as we walked down the sidewalk in a nearby town. Not huge, but more than just a sleepy bedroom community, it was big enough for our purposes. And I was purposely not looking for anyone in the family. I wanted to make it seem like I was trying to find a way out of their grip, not make it tighten around me more. We stomped along in silence. I felt her presence at my back like an almost physical weight. After a handful of minutes, I stopped in front of a store. Watched my surroundings for a second in the storefront window. "Do you have a thing for Rafe?" I asked her quietly. My lips bare
Sprinting to the kitchens, I saw that some of the security detail had gotten there before us. The last of their ranks disappeared around the doorway. As I rounded the corner, I prayed with everything inside me that everyone was okay. That Amara was still here, still safe. Jolting to a stop, it took only seconds to take in the carnage. But as my brain registered what had happened, my heart almost exploded out of my chest when I couldn't find Amara immediately.Willow had the man's hands spread wide on the butcher block counter. Blades buried to their hilts in each palm. Blood splattered her face and clothes. Her lips were pulled back as her growling breaths panted so hard they disturbed the flour on the counter. Jessa was curled around Carys in the corner. Her face sheet white and horror etched into her pretty features. Tears tracked down her cheeks as she shook her head over and over. "Amara. Amara. Amara. Amara." With a shaking finger, she pointed towards the kitchen island.
With his hands still pierced and immobile, I got a stool and perched on it so I could look down into my great uncle's face. The last few months had been hard on him. Harder than I thought, judging by the appearance of new lines and broken blood vessels around his nose. "What brings you by, Uncle?" I asked softly. He glared at me. "You should have come home a long time ago, Shadow. You know what you make me do when you disobey direct commands."I smiled. "Yes. I do know. But I think my letter to you should have been quite self-explanatory. I made my plans and my desires no secret."I felt Massi stiffen next to me. Going over everything in my head, I realized I probably hadn't told him about the note I'd left this human stain. As soon as Hugo was dead, I would tell Massi all about it. Hugo sneered. "You've left notes before. How was I to know this one was the time you actually meant to leave?""Probably because it was accompanied by the head of your security lead as the pa