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Chapter Twelve

An Even Bigger Mystery

Clover

That orgasm had left me a trembling mess. I had no right to be jealous of the women who Bellamy had honed his craft on. I’d practically handed him to them gift wrapped with a giant bow on top.

And it wasn’t like I could keep him. Or fuck him out of my system…

It took everything I had to prop myself up on my elbows since he’d turned my bones to jelly, but I was well rewarded for my effort. Those dark eyes were on fire, and his beard glistened with my release. A thick dusting of hair covered his muscular chest that rose and fell in time with my ragged breath.

Best of all, his hand was on his thick cock, giving it a rough pump. Bellamy had always been big, but last time we were together, he’d been a little clumsy. Things were different this time.

“What’s the best angle?” he practically growled.

“I thought you knew what you were doing?”

“For the piercing,” he clarified.

“This is good.” I could barely get the words out. I just wanted him inside me already. “I want to watch you fuck me.”

“Oh yeah?” Another growl as he pushed my thigh open and positioned the head of his cock. “I get to watch you come again.”

“You think you can give me another orgasm?”

“Yeah.” He punctuated the statement by driving his shaft inside me.

My head fell back as he began to move his hips. Pure electricity flowed through my veins, sending me right back to the brink.

He moved hard and fast, nothing gentle and sweet about this. His hand was still on my thigh, grasping it as his body fell forward. His cock rubbed against my piercing with every movement.

But his face was right above mine. Our gazes locked.

He slid his hand over to my clit, grasping it as he thrust inside me.

That electricity turned to lava.

“Damn it,” I cried as he brought my body to the brink one more time.

He pulled his cock out, pumping it as he came. I closed my trembling hand over his, helping him coax out his release.

There was a thumping noise coming from…somewhere.

“Shit,” he growled as he pulled away from me.

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s someone at the door,” he said as he pulled his sweatpants on.

The banging grew more intense, and Bellamy looked around the room, and then grabbed the blanket from the couch and tossed it at me.

“You’re not gonna invite them in, are you?”

“Of course not. Didn’t think you wanted the world knowing I gave you two orgasms.”

I rolled my eyes as I tucked the blanket over me, but the move was wasted because Bellamy was already on his way to the door. I would’ve ignored their asses, but the bear was too lawful good for that.

And I knew damn well whoever was there didn’t plan on going quietly.

I thought about getting off the island, but the chair had been knocked over, and there was no way to make this look like anything but what it was.

“What?” Bellamy barked as he opened the door only the slightest crack.

“Hey, man.” It was the young guy who Bellamy let drive my car to moon knew where. “Looks like this might be a bad time.”

“Why didn’t you call?”

“I did. Many times. Texted too. You didn’t answer, and that’s not like you,” he said. “Considering the circumstances, I thought I should swing by. Make sure everything was going smoothly with the investigation, but it looks like you might have been enjoying a little side quest.”

Bellamy growled, and that was my cue to slip off the counter, pick up my clothes, and head to the bathroom.

My hands shook as I got dressed. My legs felt like jelly. And my head was pounding. Maybe it was the two amazing orgasms, or the fact there were still large pieces of the last few days missing. Problem was, Bellamy’s coworker seemed like the type to tough things out, not run to his boss with every little problem.

Which meant he could’ve just brought us a big problem.

I smoothed out my hair the best I could—fuck knots were a real thing, and I could not wait for this guy to leave so I could take a hot shower.

No, I was going home, to my clan and my bathtub. Bellamy and I were not a thing.

Are you sure about that? my bear asked.

I stayed around the corner, letting the boys talk shop without me. I had a feeling they might hold back in front of me.

“There was a break in at Choppers by Lowe last night,” the kid said. “A custom bike is missing, as well as some parts.”

“Someone had the balls to steal from Major Lowe?” He was a prominent wolf in town, and he had a hard won reputation that no one messed with. I didn’t live in Granger Falls and even I knew that. “That’s not gonna end well.”

“No way. And the bike is unique enough that anyone in fifty miles of Granger Falls will know it.”

“The wolves will deal with it. Unless you’re here to tell me that they want us looking for it?”

“No, not officially. It just came up when I got back to my cabin at the Channing Reserve with Clover’s sweet ride. Everyone wanted to know about the car, and they told me about the theft. I’ve got to tell you, boss, I think the robbery is connected to whatever those bears did to Clover. I mean, they just left her there, vanished without a trace. Maybe they needed a getaway vehicle.”

I rolled my eyes. Connecting Nana’s missing locket to a missing motorcycle was a stretch. This guy was trying real hard to impress Bellamy.

“I’m not convinced there were any bears,” Bellamy said. “She could be lying to cover up for her grandmother.”

Oh, no he didn’t. I pushed myself away from the wall and strode into the living room. “Excuse me?”

“You’re in trouble now,” the young guy said under his breath.

Bellamy sat in his leather recliner, expressionless, stoic, like he hadn’t just stabbed me in the fucking back. Just because we’d had amazing sex on his kitchen counter didn’t mean I could trust him.

Hell, it didn’t even mean I liked him.

But I needed him.

“You remember Beau,” Bellamy said as I stood in front of him, with my arms crossed.

“How’s my car?” The question should’ve been where’s my car.

“She is smooth like honey.” Beau closed his eyes for a long blink. “She’s ruined me for all other vehicles.”

“Well, you better get over it pretty quick because you’re about to hand me the keys so I can get out of here before I wring your boss’s neck.”

Bellamy rubbed his hand over his forehead. “I have a theory about your nana. I meant to tell you, but?—”

“I don’t want to hear it.” I turned to Beau. “Where’s my car?”

“Right out front.”

“No, you’re not leaving,” Bellamy growled.

“I keep trying to go, and you keep drawing me back.” I really was a soap opera damsel. A vision flashed of all of us on the side of the road. If my memories were coming back, I was keeping them to myself. I couldn’t trust this bear. “You can’t keep me here forever under false pretenses. I don’t even know whose side you’re on.”

“I’m on your side, Clover. I always have been, and I always will be.” Bellamy stood, towering over me. It wasn’t intimidating. More like, he couldn’t believe I had the actual audacity to think he’d be anything but lawful good. “You told me about those bears over breakfast, and I haven’t had a chance to do any research on them yet because we got distracted?—”

Beau snickered.

“Do you remember what you told us when we found you at that camp?”

“No, but I don’t see what it would have to do with me covering up for Nana.”

“You said they were talking shit about your nana, and you thought it might be true. And they told you that you had magic, and you didn’t want to go because you felt safe with those bears.”

Things were becoming clearer, like I could hear myself saying those words. We were in the middle of the woods, and Bellamy and Beau and the other guy were in their bear forms…and the whole clan was there watching them in the middle of their celebration, but at the same time, it was like they weren’t there at all. My clan would never let strange bears waltz into one of our celebrations and hassle the guest of honor…if that’s what they’d considered me.

“Shit.” I sank into the chair. “I think I remember everything.”

So I told them every detail I could remember, from the tent and the tape on my mouth to the feast and the old timey clothes and the horrible accusation they made about Nana. I told them about the crystal and the magic.

“But the weird thing was, I had this really strange sense of peace like I’d never felt before. I felt at home there, when I’ve always felt like the black sheep of our clan.”

“Because you didn’t have magic, and they think you do,” Bellamy said.

“I don’t know what made them think that.” I scoffed, but then it was like I could feel the power that had come from that crystal in the tent all over again.

It’s coming from you , Alba had said.

“Why would they think you had it if you didn’t?” Bellamy asked.

“More importantly, why would my own clan lie to me?” I asked. My head hurt too much to get mad about it—and I wasn’t even sure who I should be mad at. “If I actually had magic, wouldn’t I know it by now?”

“They could’ve suppressed it,” he suggested. “Your nana was here this morning. She was hot to get you back home. Wanted me to wake you out of a sound sleep. Seemed out of character for her.”

“She came to the office too,” Beau added. “Demanding to know where you were.”

“I hate to say this, because I’ve always respected Shirley, but it seemed off. Dangerously off.”

“Wow.” I couldn’t believe my own grandmother could not only have stolen a sacred talisman but might also be immortal. And more than that, my entire life could be one big, ugly lie.

Bellamy put his hand on my shoulder. His touch comforted me way more than it should have. “We still need to find that locket. But I think your magic just became the bigger mystery.”