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Sixteen people went after them last night. Only half of them managed to return mostly unharmed. Those are not good odds.
I should never have taken this job. I knew it was a bad idea the moment Hubert Russell gave me pieces of their clothing so we could more easily track them.
Changing your appearance and name is pretty easy, but changing your pheromones isn’t. Even if you suppress or otherwise hide them, they’re never fully gone, not all the time. So, this was an extra way we could track them down.
The first whiff I got of Vera’s honey scent made me hard as rock. When Caleb’s deep forest scent mixed with it, I nearly keened and had to fight to keep my face neutral. I couldn’t let the asshole know how much these two scents affected me.
I knew it in that moment, they weremine. They were meant to be mine, not his.
I hadn’t planned to kill Hubert.
Once Vera and Caleb were in my grasp and Hubert had paid up, I was going to let them choose what they wanted for themselves. Leave with the asshole or stay at my side. I was pretty sure they’d choose the latter.
When I heard how lethal these two were, the idea of having them at my side only became more and more appealing. I jacked off twice between the moment my team grabbed them and when they arrived here, and that was while trying my best not to…
I still had a boner the whole time I spoke to them. Their pheromones kept messing with my head, made me want to claim them then and there, and the abject horror in Vera’s scent as Hubert stepped through the door… It changed something in me, turned me into someone I’ve only been a few times before…
Someone very dangerous.
From that moment, the man’s life had become countable in seconds, minutes if he was lucky.
But when he said that he wouldn’t pay for the job because the price was too high and that I should get rid of them, or he’d do it himself…
He shouldn’t have said that.
He shouldn’t have threatened them.
That was his second biggest mistake.
His first biggest one was hiring me to find them. He brought them to me and they’remine. I was never going to allow him near them once I had them.
They’remine.
Willing or unwilling.
They’re mine.
And I’m never letting them go.
I push off the wall.
Caleb and Vera need medical attention. I don’t think that their wounds are too bad, but they still need to be cleaned and taken care of.
I go to the kitchen, finding the kitchen staff hard at work. I turn to one of the newer hires. “Could you bring two meals to my room? And could you ask someone to bring two bathrobes too?” I go over to our medicine box, looking through it before I close it and pick the whole thing up.
I’m probably going to need all sorts of things, better just bring all of it.
As I leave the kitchen Derrick, my right-hand man and the one in charge of last night’s mission, comes up to me, glancing back at the office. “What would you like us to do with the body?”
“Get rid of it.” I don’t want to bother with any of that right now, I have more important things to worry about.
“And his truck?”
I think for a moment. “Take anything out that would be useful to a mechanic and burn the rest. Better yet, put the body inside and make a pretty fire somewhere. That should scare the rest of his pack off for the moment.”
And maybe even some other pests thinking of pulling a similar stunt.
He nods, hurrying off.