Cursed Vengeance
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“She did. I want to show you something inside.”
Taking a deep breath, I climbed from the cab of the truck. Sierra met me at the front. The sounds from the forest seemed amplified with my nerves. One hand in my pocket, I used the other to take Sierra’s hand and lead her to the door.
“Dylan, what are we doing here?” Sierra asked, confused. “I thought we were living at your house?”
“We are. Close your eyes and I’ll show you.”
She gave me a look, but slowly let her lids slide closed. Opening the front door, I helped her over the threshold and stared at all the work Sean and I’d done over the last few weeks while Sierra was working. With a quick prayer she liked it, I said, “Open your eyes.”
She blinked a few times, letting her eyes adjust to the brighter lights inside.
“Holy shit.” Her gaze panned around the room, eyes wide. “Did you build me a clinic?”
I couldn’t tell if she was happy or not. “My parents’ house was sitting here. I didn’t have the heart to sell it and didn’t want to live in it. It sat here rotting away. I figured this was better for all of us. You could treat people in the town here when you aren’t working at the hospital.” She still hadn’t said anything and I continued to ramble. “Sean and I worked on it—”
She jumped into my arms. Catching her under her ass, her lips connected with mine. “I love it. I can’t believe you did this.”
“Anything for you. Sean and I talked to Will. He thinks a clinic is a great idea. The wolves who will be willing to see you can come here and Will can be here to help or cover when you’re at the hospital.”
“Will helped you pick out what we’d need?” she asked.
While she talked, I carried her back to one of the examination rooms. “Yeah. Sean and I don’t know shit about any of this.”
“Oh,” she screeched when I dropped her down onto one of the tables.
“You know what else?” My voice got deeper with each word.
“What’s that?”
“I’m tired of waiting.”
I crushed my mouth to hers, pushing her back onto the table. It’d been almost a week since I had a taste of Sierra. She’d had so much to wrap up before leaving that there hadn’t been any time for her to come down. Not to mention Sean and I had been swamped.
Her body felt so good beneath me. I slid my hand under her shirt, rubbing my thumb across her nipple through the fabric of her bra. The little whimpers from her went straight to my dick. Hard as a rock and needing her sooner rather than later, I lifted my mouth from hers.
“Babe, I can’t wait. It’s been too long. I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”
“Stop talking and get naked,” she groaned. Standing, I shed my clothes the same time she was tearing off her own.
Her curves and milky white skin did me in every time. My body surged, needing hers more than ever. Pushing her back down on the table, I climbed over her, my hard length sliding through her core.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
“You’d feel better inside of me,” she chided.
“I agree.”
Bringing my lips down on hers, I slid inside in one sharp thrust.
“Oh God,” she screamed, her back arching off the table.
My body found a rhythm, loving every sound she made as we built toward our climax. No matter how much time passed, I’d never grow tired of the feisty witch below me.
“Oh shit, Sierra, I love you.” I panted.
I thrust a few more times and pleasure exploded between the two of us, each enjoying the sensations. I slumped down on Sierra, doing my best to keep most of my weight off her.
Her eyes captured mine. “I love you, too, Dylan.”
“I guess we christened the clinic.” I chuckled when I’d gotten my breath back
She smacked me on the arm. “You have issues.”
“I do and you love all of them.”
Sierra’s eyes rolled so far back, I thought they might stay that way. “You’re lucky I do.”
I kissed her quickly. “I’m the luckiest son of a bitch.”
Laughter lit her smile. This woman who came into my life by hitting me with her car. Who fought me and challenged me. This woman who saved me and everyone I loved was mine. I’d do anything to see her smile. And to think that because of her we had a future to look forward to, something I’d never thought about. Now that the wolves knew they were going to live, they wanted bigger houses for bigger families, giving Sean and I a ton of work. Someday I hoped Sierra and I could have a family of our own. For right now, I’d be content to have her in my arms every night. No more curses, the future was bright.
Epilogue
Sean
I shook my head as I watched Dylan leave. My sister was going to love the clinic. I tried to tell him, but he was nervous as hell.
Sighing, I picked up my phone, contemplating calling Ashley. She was on her way over as soon as she finished her shift. I hadn’t bothered to tell Dylan or Sierra she was moving in. They’d been busy with my sister’s move.
My phone buzzed and I grinned. Ashley’s text read, I’m waiting for you. In your bed. Naked.
Snagging my keys, I was on my way out the door. I sent a quick text. On my way.
The last few days had been hell. Waking up without her was something I wanted to avoid at all costs. We sealed our bond the day after we ended the Pine Barren’s curse for good. Since then we hadn’t had to spend more than a day apart until this week. How Dylan and Sierra managed to go nearly a week, I’d never understand.
Except I’d already made her wait a year before we sealed the bond, so we were worse off as it was.
I cruised down the road, trying to keep my speed limit in check. Being Alpha didn’t get me off the hook where tickets were concerned.
Pulling into the driveway, I grinned at her car. Something was off. She wasn’t there. I couldn’t feel her presence wrap around me like it did anytime she was in the vicinity.
Shutting off my car, I flew into my house. A broken side table lay scattered across the floor. Claw marks raked the wall near my bedroom door. Traces of blood left behind.
My whole world threatened to implode as I stared at the mess. Magic, dark, tainted magic burned my nose. My grandmother had been here, took my mate, but I couldn’t fathom why.
Grabbing my phone, I called Dylan. I needed my second and my sister, who happened to be a hell of a lot stronger than me, though she had very little practice with her magic so far. I certainly didn’t stand a chance against the old witch.
Dylan answered, out of breath. “Hey, Sean. What’s going on?”
“Need you. Sierra too. Get over here. Now!”
“On our way,” Dylan answered before hanging up.
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