“It’s okay my Angel, Brandr got hurt, but he’s going to be fine. Don’t worry, Bion is just going to examine him.” At his words, I see her slump against him. I haven’t known the guys for long and the thought of one of them being hurt freaks me out, I can just imagine how she is feeling.
“Can I see him?” she asks, but Wulf is already shaking his head. Why do I get the feeling that he isn’t telling us everything?
“Not yet. Why don’t you go finish your brownies with Gabriela while Bion examines him. Once he is up to visitors I will come and get you.” Wulf doesn’t wait for a response, he kisses her forehead, turning her towards me with a gentle push and then makes his way to the infirmary.
Jasmine is standing in front of me with a worried look on her face. I can tell she also thinks there is more to the story than what Wulf has said. “Brandr isn’t okay,” she states, looking haunted.
“How do you know? Wulf said he was going to be okay?” I ask curious to know if what I am feeling is true.
“I feel Wulf’s anger and his pain. If Brandr was okay he wouldn’t be feeling pain.” As I see the tears in her eyes, I pull her towards me, hugging her close to give her comfort. I wonder where Bjarni is. It doesn’t look like he came back with the guys. When I had spoken to him on the phone I had felt relieved; more at peace, knowing that he was okay, but now after seeing Brandr hurt, my heart is racing and I just want him here with me.
“Also, the guys never stop me from being close when one of them is hurt. Now that Brandr is hurt Wulf doesn’t want me there.”
“Maybe it’s because you are pregnant. You did say they are always trying to protect you and not to worry you.” I try to calm her fear, but deep down I agree with her. I don’t think they are telling us the truth. “How about we go back to finishing those brownies?” I guide her towards the kitchen, hoping that Bjarni gets back soon to calm my rising fears.
After placing the brownies in the oven, I walk towards Jasmine who is sitting at the table. After getting back to the kitchen I had finished mixing the brownies. It had been obvious that Jasmine wasn’t interested in making them anymore, so I had insisted that she sit while I placed them in the oven.
After sitting in silence, keeping each other company for a long while, I suggest that Jasmine go and take a nap as she looks exhausted. She rejects the idea at first, saying that she doesn’t want to leave me by myself, until I convince her that I’m only staying until the brownies are finished then, I’m also going to lie down for a bit.
After she goes and the brownies are ready, I make my way to our room. I doubt whether I’ll be able to fall asleep but I will try. The anxiety of not seeing Bjarni yet is catching up to me and I’m getting twitchy.
Flipping through the channels a couple of times, I decide to turn off the television. There isn’t a chance in hell that I’m going to sleep. What should I do to keep busy? Maybe if I exercise, stretching over I pick up my phone to play some music when I see I have two missed calls. Oh, don’t tell me Bjarni was trying to get hold of me and I didn’t hear my phone, but looking down at the missed calls log I see they are from a private number. I wonder who is trying to get hold of me. Maybe Bjarni is calling from one of the other guy’s phones and it’s on private. Sitting there undecided if I should phone him or not I nearly jump a metre when I feel arms slip around my waist from behind, as I sit on the bed.
“Mmm, I’ve missed you.” Bjarni’s deep voice caresses my neck as he tightens his hold and pulls me back against him.
“You’re back. I didn’t hear you come in.” I turn my head, nuzzling his cheek until he takes my lips with his. He deepens the kiss until I can’t think about anything except being back in his arms.
“I just came in to see how you are doing Baby Girl. I need to finish something, but I will be back as soon as I can.” His voice is gruff as he whispers close to my ear. His hands are now over my breasts stroking gently and I can feel his erection under my ass. As he pulls me onto his lap while we are kissing.
“You are leaving again?” I ask as I rub my ass against his hardness. I hear him groan as I lower my head to his neck kissing him. His hands come down to my hips holding me still, but I can hear his deep breaths against my forehead as he tries to calm. I’m not letting him out of here like this, he has just come back.
Lowering my hand behind me I place them over his hardness, tightening as I stroke him. “Fuck!” he growls. Suddenly I’m lying on my back and he has my shirt over my head and is ripping at my bra. His mouth is over my nipple, biting; I can feel that my orgasm is close. I feel his hands pulling down my tights, then his mouth is gone and he’s throwing my tights on the floor. Pulling down his zip in a frenzy he tugs his pulsing cock out, oh boy! My man is horny.
“Fuck Baby Girl, I hope you’re ready for me. This is going to be quick and hard.” I feel his finger at my entrance, feeling my readiness but I know that I’m dripping wet. Then I see him take his cock in his hand and squeezes the base hard. He groans as if he’s in pain before he places himself at my entrance and plunges into my heat!
“Mine!” he growls as he starts plunging, my orgasm already close explodes. I feel myself tightening around him as I scream his name. And then I feel his heat engulf me, bathing my insides, as he loses himself within me.
“Damn … did I hurt you?” concern in his voice. He’s still breathing heavily, his head against the crook of my neck his arms tightening around me.
“No. that was … perfect.” At my words he raises his head. Looking into my eyes he smiles, his dimple peeping out at me. Suddenly he stiffens, groaning just as there is a knock on the door. Shaking his head, I feel him slipping out of me. Looking down I start to giggle only now realising that his pants are still on, in his hurry he didn’t take the time to pull them off.
“Not funny wench, you make me forget everything,” he teases, as he grabs his discarded T-shirt and cleans himself then slips himself back into his boxers and pulls up his jeans. The person on the other side of the door knocks again. Grumbling, Bjarni walks towards the door. Before opening it he looks back at me. “Cover yourself.” He waits while I pull the sheet over myself, then he opens the door a crack and stands there listening to what the person on the other side says.
“I’m on my way.” Closing the door, he heads towards the drawers, taking out another T-shirt, he pulls it on while he walks towards me. Squatting next to the bed he strokes my face. “We are going into a meeting. This might take a while, but I will try to be back as soon as I can. Why don’t you try to sleep Baby Girl? I’m not leaving the compound.” At his words, a yawn breaks free as if I had been waiting for his permission.
“It looks like that is a great idea, you have tired me out.” I tease as he draws close and kisses me.
Before I have a chance to return the kiss, he is pulling back, then he stands up, making his way towards the door. In the next minute, he is out of the door, closing it softly behind him.
I’m feeling so relaxed, that I feel myself smile. My world is perfect! As I’m starting to nod off, I hear a message come through. Leaning over, I pick up my phone. The message is from a private number; as I open it I start smiling; it says: ‘I miss you’.
Bjarni had just left, it was so sweet him sending me this message after what we just shared. Smiling, I snuggle down, drifting off to sleep with Bjarni’s scent still on my skin.
Chapter 12
Walking into the computer room, I notice that the broken chairs have been replaced and everything is in its place again. The guys are already sitting except for Brandr. I wonder how he is doing but going by the tenseness on all my brothers faces, not well.
“Nice of you to join us lover boy!” Burkhart growls. Burkhart is the closest to Brandr so I don’t say anything, as I know he must be worried about him. I take my place on Draco’s left-hand side noticing that Bion is also at the meeting. That surprises me, as our medic Bion would never have left Brandr unless it was required.
“Who’s with Brandr?” I a
sk, even though his wounds didn’t seem to be life threatening, we are all worried at him not regaining consciousness.
“I have left Gunner with him,” Bion responds.
“Now that we’re all here let’s get started.” We could all see the tenseness of Draco’s body and the flash of his eyes, his rage is palpable. If you want Draco’s wrath you hurt one of the brothers or mess with the Club. “As you all know we brought the son of a bitch that was trying to blow us up with us; he’s in the cell. What I would like to know is why?” his gaze is directed at Caelius.
“After going back inside and questioning him I found out that we are royally screwed if what he says is true.” Caelius voice is low, anger radiating from him. “He told me that Vercin had found Brandr’s mate and somehow that had something with what was on the dart. I didn’t want to take the time to grill him anymore, so thought it would be sensible to bring him here after we found the dart and see what Bion can find on it.”
“Fuck!” Burkhart is on his feet, his chair on the floor, and his hands flat on the table. We are all stunned with Caelius’s revelation. How is this possible? And what about his mate, could they possibly have on the dart?
“What the fuck do you mean Vercin found his mate? How did he even know who she is?” Celmund asks what we are all thinking.
“I checked the dart that Ceric and Burkhart brought back. The only thing I found was a sleeping drug. He should be waking soon. There is only Brandr’s blood on it, besides the drug,” Bion informs everyone, but there is a pensive look to him. “Did you find anything else besides the dart?” he queries of the guys.
“I have the casing that the dart was in, I also have the Cell phone the guy was using to detonate the bombs. He must have dropped it when Burkhart went at him,” Ceric responds, placing the cell and a glass tube on the table. Bion leans over and picks up the glass tube, looking at it with a thoughtful look on his face. Celmund gets up to retrieve the Cell phone, already connecting it to his laptop.
“I believe that asshole knows more than he has told us so far. I think we should go and pay him a visit,” Caelius suggests.
“If what he said is true, we need to know how they found Brandr’s mate; and why would they shoot him-up with a sleeping drug? Something is not making sense.” Draco is looking at Wulf, those two have a special bond. I swear they know what each other is thinking most of the time.
“Motherfuckers! Fuck! Fuck!” Bion is looking enraged as he stares at the glass tube. “I need to go and check on something. I will be back,” He says. Without waiting he walks out.
“This is not looking good!” Cassius growls. Burkhart is pacing. Any minute now he is going to blow.
“Let’s calm down. What do we know so far?” Wulf interjects in a quiet voice.
“We know those sons of bitches know something we don’t!” I growl. The idea of them knowing about our women and how to get to them, makes me want to go out and kill every single Keres I see.
“We also know that somewhere, somehow we are being manipulated. That information we got was planned so we would go there. There is a snitch within the FBI, but that doesn’t add up to how they knew we were coming. So, someone that knows what we are doing is informing them,” Caelius suggests, looking around at all of us.
“Son of a bitch, how? I am monitoring everything.” Celmund is meticulous about checking the background of everyone who frequents the club. Even the cell phones are being monitored. Celmund has trust issues so nothing gets past him.
“Well there must be something or someone? Fuck! They were waiting for us. If Brandr hadn’t realised those bombs were remotely activated we would have all been blown up,” Draco states. Just then Bion comes back into the room. He’s pale - his eyes haunted.
“What’s up?” I ask before anyone else can.
“This is bad, I don’t know how they managed this but this is bad!” Bion responds, slumping into his chair.
“Well, are you going to tell us? Or are you going to sit there with a dumb ass look on your face the whole night?” I query getting the finger and a glare from him.
“I tested the tube and confirmed that there was someone’s DNA in that tube. I then tested Brandr’s and it’s too close not to guess that the DNA in that tube belongs to his mate. I think they shot him with his mate’s blood.” Everyone is stunned looking at Bion trying to understand what he means with that.
“What does that mean?” Draco asks.
“It means that he’s taken his mate’s blood, therefore the bonding has begun.” Bion answers with a pained look on his face.
“Fuck this shit! He’s fucking dead!” Burkhart screams making his way to the door. I jump out of my seat getting to the door just in time to bar his way. “Get out of my fucking way Bjarni!” Burkhart growls at me.
“I’m sorry brother, I also want him dead. But we need more information, especially now. He might be able to lead us to Brandr’s mate?” Burkhart is standing in front of me breathing raggedly. I can see the pain in his eyes. Ceric and Wulf are standing behind him, prepared to hold him down if need be.
“He can’t go through all of that again.” The pain in Burkhart’s reply squeezes my heart. His shoulders are slumped in defeat. We had all been here when Brandr’s blood brother had lost his mate and in consequence of that, his mind. We would all give our lives if need be, for that not to happen again. The pain of seeing one of our brothers slowly losing his mind and his will to live, is something none of us want to go through again.
Just the thought of ever losing my woman makes me want to run rampant and kill everyone that could possibly ever take her away from me. I need to keep her safe, keep her away from anyone and everything that can ever hurt her.
I place my hand on Burkhart’s shoulder. “Come on brother, let’s sit down and try come up with a plan to save our brother.” I can see the anguish in his eyes but he nods and walks back towards his chair. The rest of us also take our seats, all of us worried about this new information.
“We need to find this woman. Bion is there a way of finding her using her DNA?” Draco asks from the table. As always, he’s already planning our next move.
“We can tell her age and there is even a group of scientists that can construct a mugshot from DNA but without having the person and knowing who it came from, no,” Bion responded.
“What if we get a mugshot done from her DNA and I run it through the web to find her? I’m sure somewhere her photo has been taken,” Celmund asks. I can hear the excitement in his voice. It sounds like a longshot to me, and something that might take a long time but now it looks like our only chance.
“Caelius, Bjarni I want you to get everything you can out of this guy, no holding back.” Draco commands. I nod in agreement. I would squeeze every drop of information out of him; we can’t afford not to.
“We need to make sure that we move fast with this, we can’t take any chances. Meanwhile I will see what I can find out about our leak at the FBI!” he growls.
“We have another problem.” At his words most of the brothers’ tense.
“Gabriela’s stalker has gone off the grid.” At his words, I feel my body tense in fear.
“What? How the fuck did we lose him?” I didn’t even remember standing up, but my chair is lying on the floor behind me and I’m glaring at Celmund. He was supposed to keep an eye on him, how could he just disappear?
“His car hasn’t moved in two days. He’s not at home and he hasn’t been to any of the places he usually attends. I checked flights, car rentals and nothing. I got our brothers in Cape Town to go and pay his home a visit to see if he’s around, but nothing. They did say it looks like he went somewhere, as it seems like there are clothes missing.” Celmund was typing something into his computer, then he turned the screen towards us. “I did check taxis, there was one that picked him up at home and drove him here. If you look at the sign above the door, it’s the detectives he had looking for Gabriela. I believe they might have found a trail and he’s following
it.”
My blood is thrashing in my head, my vision is tunnelling. If that son of a bitch thinks he’s going to get anywhere near my Baby Girl, he will have to go through me. Draco stands up, placing his hand on my shoulder. “We won’t let anything happen to her brother. You must just make sure she doesn’t go into the bakery until we catch the asshole.”
She was going to freak but I didn’t care, even if I must tie her down she isn’t leaving the compound. I nod, to let Draco know I had heard him. My voice is not cooperating with me, so nothing comes out.
“I also need you to get me her cell phone. I want to bug it just in case he tries to get hold of her. It is also a good tracking device, in case we ever need it,” Celmund requests. The thought of my woman ever needing to be found drives me to want to commit murder.
When I nod, Draco pats me on the back sitting back down. “If there is nothing else?” He looks around to see if there were any comments. “Well what you waiting for? Get to it.”
At his words, we all get up to leave. “Caelius!” I call. I must let him know that I’m going to check on Gabriela and get her phone for Celmund before joining him for the interrogation.
Walking into my room, I see Gabriela sprawled across our bed, fast asleep. My Baby Girl is so perfect, the thought of anything happening to her fills me with the fear of not being able to protect her. Moving further into the room, I lean down kissing her lightly on the forehead. As soon as I had walked into the room my cock had come to attention. All I want is to bury myself as deep as I can go into her warmth so every asshole will know that she is mine.
If we had more time I would be kissing her sweet pussy making her orgasm before she was even completely awake. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath, trying to calm my thoughts. When I open them again I take hold of the sheet that is at the bottom of the bed and cover her, trying to cover temptation but the sight of her naked body is burnt into my brain.
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