CELMUND
Elementals MC (Book 7)
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GOODREADS
ELEMENTAL’S MC SERIES BRATVA FURY SERIES
WULF (book 1)TORMENTED (book 1)
BJARNI (book 2)TURMOIL (book 2)
BRANDR (book 3)
CERIC (book 4)
BION (book 5)
CASSIUS (book 6)
BURKHART (book 8)
CELMUND 1
TALIA 2
CELMUND 3
TALIA 4
CELMUND 5
TALIA 6
CELMUND 7
TALIA 8
CELMUND 9
TALIA 10
CELMUND 11
TALIA 12
CELMUND 13
TALIA 14
CELMUND 15
TALIA 16
CELMUND 17
TALIA 18
CELMUND 19
TALIA 20
CELMUND 21
A MESSAGE FROM ALEXI FERREIRA
BURKHART 1
CELMUND 1
Looking down at my phone as it rings, I see that it’s Burkhart. I’ve been in Cape Town for two months, and up to now, we haven’t found any leads. Since finding out that most of the women at our compound have a ticking bomb implanted by the Keres into their bodies and that the device can be activated at any moment by the fuckers, my brothers who are mated are losing their shit as time passes.
Draco had to send Cassius, Brandr, and Ceric on a run to keep them away from Sven, who we found out is a snitch. Sven still thinks that we don’t know about his traitorous ways, but we’re using him to try to find out more about this situation. I have cameras and energy sensors all around the city, and still no sign of the Keres.
We suspect that the son of a bitch responsible for this is Leif. I’m hoping that it isn’t, because Leif and I have history that I don’t want to rehash. I was certain that he was dead, but new information points to him having survived the explosion that we set up a few years ago in one of the Keres hideouts in Johannesburg and still being alive.
My phone rings again. “What’s up?” I answer.
“Hey, Brother. Wanna let you know that Caelius and I are making our way to you. We should be there in about two hours.” The guys in the Cape Town chapter are cool, but I’ve missed hanging out with my brothers, and even though they fly up and stay a day or two, it’s not the same as seeing them all the time. We are close, and knowing that my brothers are suffering, maybe because of my mistake, is driving me crazy.
“Is there any update?” We have connections to the Russian Mafia; the boss, Alexey, has been helping us shut down the Keres’ kidnapping-and-trafficking network. He’s also got men here in Cape Town looking for the Keres, and I’m hoping that soon, I will get a break that will lead me to who is responsible for the devices.
“No update. We just have to get away from here for a few days and try to see how we can help you. Draco is riding my ass about Sven, and if I stay here any longer, I will throw caution to the wind and kill the fucker.” Burkhart is hot-headed; his temper is triggered with the slightest provocation. It doesn’t help that he’s a fighting machine and that it’s very hard to try to stop him once he’s lost his shit.
“What did you do now?” I shake my head in amusement, as I can just imagine the havoc Burkhart must be creating.
“The fucker was irritating me,” he growls in answer, making me smile.
“You are arriving just in time. I have sensors to place in a new area that you guys can help me with,” I state.
“Cool, see you then.” He disconnects the call. I’m sitting in the bar area, my laptop before me on the table as I check the sensors and the cameras that I installed. My back is to the wall so no one can hover behind me, looking at what I’m doing, and I can see when someone approaches.
The energy in the Cape Town chapter is different from back home. The guys here are more volatile, always ready for a fight, such as Tor, who is a mad son of a bitch. He’s a hell of a leader and an asset in a fight, but his temper might be just as hot as Burkhart’s.
“Hey, baby, how about you take a break and let me take care of you.” I saw the Jezebel approaching but was hoping that she would take my lowered head for a dismissal and leave.
“I’ve got shit to do. Maybe later, doll,” I grunt.
“Okay, I’ll be waiting for you.” She saunters away. I’ve gone through all eight Jezebels since arriving here. I crave the pleasure my mated brothers have found in their women. I’m tired of the empty sex, the hollow feeling within me as if something’s missing. When my brothers started to find their mates, I had hope that soon, I would meet mine, but now with everything going on, I dread ever finding her.
If what we suspect is true, then there is no chance of me bonding with anyone until the Keres responsible for the devices is found, and if Leif is the culprit, then finding my mate would be certain death for the women, and if the women die, my brothers will follow. I will not allow their deaths to be my fault. I must find Leif or whoever is orchestrating this whole plan and stop him. I will have no rest until this is resolved and my brothers and their mates are safe.
I grew up with Leif; we spent our young years together. Leif and I would compete in about everything. While for me, it was harmless fun, for Leif, it was serious. He would get upset when he lost. Most of the time, I would let him win just to please him. Our friendship came to an end when he became obsessed with being better than me.
When computers were invented, I found that I had a knack for them, and even though I like to be in the thick of things with my brothers, I know that I can help them more behind the scenes. When I was chosen to be part of the Elementals, Leif lost his shit. Leif and I started to prospect together, but because of his inconsistencies, Draco kicked his ass out. After that, he disappeared. I tried to contact him a few times, but he never responded until a couple years ago when the FBI came looking for me.
That was when I found out that Leif was impersonating me. He was hacking into organizations that he knew would be able to track and find a trail that led straight to me. The Elementals were forced to reveal themselves to the FBI at the time. That was when the FBI started to contract us to go after and catch those they couldn’t. We’re a top-secret group of men that only selected few can know about. If it weren’t for Leif, we would never have had to mingle with the government.
After Leif found out that he didn’t win and that we had an agreement with the feds, he came at me with guns blazing. That was when I found out that he had turned and was in cahoots with
Vercin. When we got intel of where Leif was hiding, we went in and blew the place up. I was certain he died in the explosion, as I saw him go in, and I was sure he didn’t leave, but then how is it possible that he could be alive?
The beep on my laptop brings me back to the present, and I see that the energy levels in one of the areas where we have sensors have risen. I zoom in with the different cameras, rotating them to try to see if I can catch anything. Fuck, I can’t see anything suspicious, but there must be a reason the energy level spiked so suddenly.
“Hey, dickheads,” I call out to the three playing pool. “Let’s move. I have a peak.” I shut down my laptop. I will monitor the spike on my phone.
I don’t wait to see if the guys will follow me as I make my way outside towards the bike I’m currently using, one of Tor’s Harleys. It’s a sweet ride, but I miss my own bikes.
We take off, heading towards where I’m still getting movement. I rev the bike, speeding to try to find a sign or lead to what triggered the sensor. I’ve been at this day and night for two solid months. I need to find something. My brothers are losing my shit, but every time it seems like I’m about to find something, it disappears or shit changes. It’s like someone is playing with me. Could it be Leif, knowing I’m looking for him?
No one at the compound has mentioned that I’m in Cape Town, so there is no way that Sven would report to anyone that I’m here. Is it possible that there is a leak here in the Cape Town chapter?
I park my bike and see that the energy spike is still high. Looking around, I see a couple businesses up and down the street, but nothing seems suspicious. “Do you guys feel that?” I ask of the guys who followed me. There is evidence of Keres energy nearby; one of the fuckers must be losing his shit for the energy to be radiating like it is.
“Where the fuck is it coming from?” Storm asks as he steps off his bike and starts to walk. The other two do the same, but each move in different directions. I step off my bike and place my hands on the ground to try to feel the vibrations better. Closing my eyes, I drown out all sound and concentrate on the breeze around me and the vibrations through the earth and in the air.
It’s definitely Keres. I can feel the sourness on my tongue from their acrid energy. The air that I’m so Intune with also feels heavy. I stand and let the air guide me. As I walk, the air starts to get heavier and more pungent, letting me know that I’m getting closer. I see that Storm has stopped and is now looking around. The other two are close by him, and guessing by the direction the air is guiding me, I will be standing close to them too.
That means that the Keres are somewhere here. I look up at the buildings but don’t see anything suspicious. I look at the ground. Also nothing, but then I tense. Could it be? The fuckers are rats, after all. Is it possible they are underground? I notice that a few steps away from Storm is a manhole. If they’re underground, that’s our way in.
“Guys, over there,” I say as I walk towards the manhole.
“You’re fucking with me,” Hunter grunts, but he also makes his way there. “It does suit them, though.”
Hunter lowers himself onto his haunches and places his hands on the ground. Hunter is an earth bender, but we can’t bend now or they will know we’re here.
“Hunter, don’t,” I mumble. “Help me open it. We can’t bend or they will be gone by the time we enter.”
By the time we finally have the manhole open, the energy spike is diminishing. As soon as it’s open, I jump down into its darkness. It’s a good thing we as Elementals can see well in the dark, because it’s as dark as fuck down here.
I start to move quietly through the tunnel, not wanting to alert anyone to our presence. As we turn a corner, I see a sliver of light shining from under what looks like a steel door. I approach stealthily, worried that this might be an ambush, but then I hear voices drifting towards us. I look back at the guys and motion for them to retreat. I see their surprised looks, but they don’t question me. We leave as quietly as we arrived.
I can’t engage without knowing who’s down there, and if we attack, they might activate the devices and kill the women before we can do anything. Burkhart and Caelius will be here soon. I will call Draco and let him know what we found, and then we will plan the best way forward.
As soon as we’re on the road again, we cover the manhole and move away. “What the fuck? Why didn’t we kill the fuckers, Celmund?” Storm asks angrily.
“We need to know how many are in there and what they have,” I reply as I mount my bike. “We now know where they are and how they are hiding from us. We will set up surveillance and cameras and wait to see what Draco wants to do.”
“We’re being fucking pussies if you ask me,” Storm grumbles as he starts his bike and takes off.
“Don’t worry about him,” Hunter says as we look after Storm. “He’s on a mission to kill as many Keres as he can until he finds Magdalen.” I nod in acknowledgment. When the Keres kidnapped Storm’s sister a couple years ago, we all joined forces to look everywhere for her, but no matter where we looked, we never found her. We still have hope in finding her, but Storm is hell-bent on killing as many Keres as possible.
“I understand, Brother,” I mutter as I start my bike. “I’m not going back. I’m going to hide the bike and keep an eye on the area. When Burkhart and Caelius arrive, tell them to come meet me and bring my equipment. They will know what I need.” Hunter and Stykes nod before they ride away.
I ride around to see if there is anything that might catch my eye. Now that I know where they are hiding, it is easier to look for evidence. As I turn off the main road, I see that the manhole here is slightly raised, telling me that it has been tampered with.
“Got you fuckers,” I mumble. I ride a few more meters and then pull into an alleyway just as my phone starts to vibrate. Looking down at the text, I see that Burkhart and Caelius have arrived and are looking for me. After giving them directions, I continue sitting on my bike while I wait for them to find me. I look up and down the road, noticing a hairdressers, a shoe store, and a stationery outlet. I start to plan the angles of the cameras and the sensors while I wait.
A few minutes later, I hear the rumble of bikes and know that my brothers are close. Caelius is the first to draw up next to me, Burkhart close behind. “We hear you found something,” Caelius says.
I incline my head towards the manhole and see both looking behind them with a confused look. “That’s where they’re getting in,” I reveal. “Have you guys said anything to Draco yet?”
“Nope, we don’t know much. The guys just mentioned that you found an underground cesspool of Keres,” Burkhart rumbles as he gets off his bike. I update them with everything that we found and what my plan is as Burkhart and Caelius open their saddlebags and withdraw all the equipment I’m going to need. Caelius will set up the sensors, Burkhart will set up some of the cameras, and I will install the other half.
I walk across the road to where the hairdressers is. Looking up at the wall and the display window, I see a gap that will hide the camera perfectly. I will need a chair or stepladder. Looking into the hairdressers, I see two women I’m guessing are the hairdressers looking at me with smiles on their faces. The one who must be the client turns the chair she’s sitting on and also gawks at me. Great, all I will have to do is flirt a little and I will get what I need.
Walking through the door, I smile. “Hi, ladies. I wonder if you would let me use a chair or maybe a stepladder if you have one?”
“Oh . . . yeah, yes . . . of course,” the brunette with soft doe eyes stutters as she starts to look around.
“And why, may I ask, are you going to need this?” a sultry voice says from behind me.
I snap around, surprised that someone would approach me without me knowing. Fuck me. I just know she’s going to be trouble. With those slanted blue eyes and the shoulder-length dyed pink hair, she reminds me of a pixie. Her petite body doesn’t escape my attention, either. If anything, I feel myself harden at her ne
arness. What the hell?
“Are you the owner?”
Her eyes travel from my torso up to my shoulders and then finally my face. I see a slight smile lift the corner of her rosy lips. Oh yeah, she’s trouble. When our eyes finally connect, I feel as if someone just knocked the breath out of me. It can’t be!
“I’m the manager,” she says. “I know this is going to sound corny, especially as I know I have never seen you before, because I know I would definitely remember, but do I perhaps know you somehow?”
Oh, fuck me. I’m right. I’ve just met my mate, and I can’t fucking claim her.
TALIA 2
I hear Sara and Tracy giggling in the front; I wonder what they’re up to now. My head is once again pounding; I know that if I don’t manage to get rid of this headache soon, I will have to go home. They have been happening more and more lately. The doctor says there is no reason for it, but there must be something. It’s not normal to have so many migraines so often.
I’m about to take one of my tablets out of my purse when I hear a rumbling voice from the front. The sound of that voice calms me somehow; my headache that a few seconds ago was blinding is miraculously disappearing. I move towards the black curtain that covers the entrance to the storeroom and coffee station. Peeping out, I see one fine ass. Now I know why the girls were giggling.
He is definitely one fine specimen, and by the way the others are gawking, I would say he is just as fine from the front. I hear him asking for a chair or a ladder. Now why would he need that? Quietly approaching him from behind, I feel a strange pull as if he’s a magnet.
“And why, may I ask, are you going to need this?” I ask, and see him snap around in surprise. My eyes automatically go to his tattooed arms that are peeking out of where his sleeves are rolled up, and then to his muscular chest. He’s even hotter than I thought. I see he belongs to the Elementals MC. I’ve always been a sucker for bad boys, and this one looks bad to the bone. When I approached him, I saw the logo of the MC on his biker’s jacket, announcing to everyone that he’s a biker.
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