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Authors: Anya Nowlan
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Romance, Contemporary, Action & Adventure, Paranormal, Adult, supernatural, firefighter, Erotic, Brothers, Bachelor, BBW, Shifter, Los Angeles, werebear, Violence, Mate, Protection, Idaho, Ex-Boyfriend, Forever Love, Single Woman, Mail-Order Bride, Firebear Brides, One Year, Scheming Relatives, Wildfires, Shifter Grove, Family Homestead, Uncle's Will, Salacious Secrets, Start Fresh, Past & Future Collide, Playboy Lifestyle
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she asked herself, hoping against hope to get some sort of a brilliant idea that would make it all better.
But before she could come up with this dazzling plot, the car slowed and then came to a sudden stop. When the trunk was opened and she was met with Cole’s and Conrad’s sneering faces. Rose screamed as loud as her lungs allowed. Cole just snickered in reply as Conrad fished her out and threw her over his shoulder.
“Scream all you want, Rosey. No one to hear you here,” Cole said conversationally as he slammed the trunk and all three of them walked toward a house that was still in the middle of construction.
Shifter Grove had a wealth of houses still being built. Because of the recent boom in the little shifter-human town, demand seemed to always be higher than supply for new living spaces, and different projects were worked on depending on the availability of materials and time. This one seemed to be no different. The house was probably waiting for roofing shingles considering the look of things.
Cole knocked on the door respectfully and the voice that called from within made Rose’s blood ice over.
“Come in,” it called, slick and smooth.
They entered and Rose was set down on a chair in the middle of the living room. There were a few cots opened along the walls with signs of being lived in for at least a few days. This must have been where Cole and Conrad had been holing up, and now Kenner. She swallowed hard as he walked up to her, stopping right in front of her with his arms across his chest. Kenner did not look happy.
“Rosey, honey. You’ve been a bad girl, I hear,” he said, grinning his predatory grin.
While Redmond always made her swoon a little when he put on his cocky bad boy face, it looked so damn out of place on Kenner. He was a tall, rather slim man, built wiry but strong. Dressing in carefully tailored suits, he always looked like a million bucks, despite his angular features and the cold, conniving look in his green eyes. When she’d first met him, she’d mistaken callousness for efficiency and that had cost her dearly.
“Let me go,” Rose hissed, her hands tied behind her back and her legs pretty useless as well. “You can’t make me come back with you like this! I’ll just keep escaping!”
It sounded desperate even to her, but she was a prisoner. No denying the obvious.
“And I will keep bringing you back,” he said casually, dropping down on his haunches.
They were on eye level now, Kenner staring into her blue eyes with all the interest of an eagle ready to pluck out the heart of its prey. He traced his thumb down the side of her face and she winced, marked by a chuckle from Cole. Kenner tossed him a sharp glare and the man raised his hands apologetically, making himself scarce and finding another room to haunt.
“Now that we have our privacy, Rosey, tell me. Why do you keep making things difficult for us, hmm? You know I don’t like playing games, and still you seem to be intent on trying my patience,” he said, dropping his voice lower to that threatening tone she knew far too well from her voice mails and the few times she’d been dumb enough to get caught by him alone after breaking up with him.
“I don’t want you,” Rose pressed out between thin lips, shaking all over but holding on to her anger. “We’re over. I’m not interested in being your girl, I don’t want to work for you, I don’t want any of this. Please let me put this all in the past and move on, I beg you! I don’t want this kind of life and I think you need to be with someone who wants the same things you do,” she said, trying to rationalize with him.
But it was like a herring trying to talk some sense into a hungry shark. She had already lost and she just didn’t want to face it yet. Kenner grinned, slicking his reddish-blond hair back. Once, she’d thought that the way he wore his hair made him look sophisticated. Now she knew it was just a front for the monster hidden inside
But before she could come up with this dazzling plot, the car slowed and then came to a sudden stop. When the trunk was opened and she was met with Cole’s and Conrad’s sneering faces. Rose screamed as loud as her lungs allowed. Cole just snickered in reply as Conrad fished her out and threw her over his shoulder.
“Scream all you want, Rosey. No one to hear you here,” Cole said conversationally as he slammed the trunk and all three of them walked toward a house that was still in the middle of construction.
Shifter Grove had a wealth of houses still being built. Because of the recent boom in the little shifter-human town, demand seemed to always be higher than supply for new living spaces, and different projects were worked on depending on the availability of materials and time. This one seemed to be no different. The house was probably waiting for roofing shingles considering the look of things.
Cole knocked on the door respectfully and the voice that called from within made Rose’s blood ice over.
“Come in,” it called, slick and smooth.
They entered and Rose was set down on a chair in the middle of the living room. There were a few cots opened along the walls with signs of being lived in for at least a few days. This must have been where Cole and Conrad had been holing up, and now Kenner. She swallowed hard as he walked up to her, stopping right in front of her with his arms across his chest. Kenner did not look happy.
“Rosey, honey. You’ve been a bad girl, I hear,” he said, grinning his predatory grin.
While Redmond always made her swoon a little when he put on his cocky bad boy face, it looked so damn out of place on Kenner. He was a tall, rather slim man, built wiry but strong. Dressing in carefully tailored suits, he always looked like a million bucks, despite his angular features and the cold, conniving look in his green eyes. When she’d first met him, she’d mistaken callousness for efficiency and that had cost her dearly.
“Let me go,” Rose hissed, her hands tied behind her back and her legs pretty useless as well. “You can’t make me come back with you like this! I’ll just keep escaping!”
It sounded desperate even to her, but she was a prisoner. No denying the obvious.
“And I will keep bringing you back,” he said casually, dropping down on his haunches.
They were on eye level now, Kenner staring into her blue eyes with all the interest of an eagle ready to pluck out the heart of its prey. He traced his thumb down the side of her face and she winced, marked by a chuckle from Cole. Kenner tossed him a sharp glare and the man raised his hands apologetically, making himself scarce and finding another room to haunt.
“Now that we have our privacy, Rosey, tell me. Why do you keep making things difficult for us, hmm? You know I don’t like playing games, and still you seem to be intent on trying my patience,” he said, dropping his voice lower to that threatening tone she knew far too well from her voice mails and the few times she’d been dumb enough to get caught by him alone after breaking up with him.
“I don’t want you,” Rose pressed out between thin lips, shaking all over but holding on to her anger. “We’re over. I’m not interested in being your girl, I don’t want to work for you, I don’t want any of this. Please let me put this all in the past and move on, I beg you! I don’t want this kind of life and I think you need to be with someone who wants the same things you do,” she said, trying to rationalize with him.
But it was like a herring trying to talk some sense into a hungry shark. She had already lost and she just didn’t want to face it yet. Kenner grinned, slicking his reddish-blond hair back. Once, she’d thought that the way he wore his hair made him look sophisticated. Now she knew it was just a front for the monster hidden inside
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