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    Kane shook the fogginess from his eyes to see what was going on. Josh looked from him to Sasha
    before he spoke.  Put him in a cage next to the girl. Josh walked up to Kane's cage with a nasty little
    grin on his lips.  Looks like I might have a use for your pretty sister after all."
    Kane used the last bit of his energy to lunge at him. He snarled,  Touch her. I'll kill you."
    "I do enjoy your enthusiasm, Kane. Josh smiled.  Quite enjoyable. He turned his back on Kane.  Get
    the new girl ready. If Kane gives us any trouble, toss Sasha into the cage with the male. I trust you won't
    give me any trouble? Josh asked over his shoulder.
    "One day Josh, your ass is mine, Kane growled low and deadly.  One day."
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    Chapter Nine
    Jada paced the room, glancing over at Chase every few steps. His fever wasn't going down and the bullet
    hole in his leg, was bleeding like a bitch. She didn't have a clue what to do. When he had managed to
    walk over to use the bathroom, she heard him in there being sick too. It was definitelynot good.
    She wiped him down with wet cloths for a couple hours, but it did very little. With his help, she was able
    to strip him down to his boxers and get him into the tub for a cool shower. Chase shook and groaned
    about the cool water and she was shocked speechless when steam actually came off him.
    "Chase, I need to call someone, she told him while she paced.
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    "N...No, he stuttered.  I...I'll be...fine."
    "The hell you will be! She rushed over to him on the bed, going down on her knees next to the bed.
     You're sick and bleeding. We need help here. I can't get the fever down. You said so yourself that you
    were allergic to this shit. I'm pretty sure the bullet is still in your leg causing this crap and I can't take it
    out."
    He didn't answer her, which helped with her making the decision. When Chase fell back asleep, Jada
    took his phone and slipped outside. The sun was shining brightly taking some of the crisp morning air
    away. It should have been one of those lazy days at home, reading a book or watching a show, but she
    was in a motel room watching one of her only friends bleed to death.
    She flipped the phone open and started to go through the address book looking for a number. When she
    found the one she was looking for, she pressed the green call button, put it up to her ear, and waited. It
    rang and rang until the voice mail came on.
    "Shit, she mumbled, closing the phone.  The one person I need and you're not fucking there. Damn
    you, Cole."
    Jada paced in front of a few doors stopped and flipped the phone open again. She found another
    number and dialed it, not knowing what he was going to say once she toldhim what's up.
    "Hi, she stopped pacing when someone answered.  Is this Drake?"
    "Who's this?"
    "Jada."
    "Where's Chase? He sounded angry on the phone. Had a slight growl to his voice when he spoke.
    "I'm...I'm trying to get a hold of his brother, Cole. Do you know where I can reach him?"
    She frowned when she heard mumbling on the other end.
    "Jada! Cole came on the line and she sighed with relief.  What the hell's going on? Where's Chase?"
    "He's hurt, she answered.  Real bad."
    "What? he sighed loudly.
    "We were followed. When we tried to get away, one of the men who'd been following us shot Chase,
    she went on quickly.  Two of the bullets went through him, one is still in his leg which is still bleeding, and
    he's burning up with a fever. You need to come."
    "He got shot! Now he was yelling.
    Jada rubbed her forehead and tried to keep calm.  Yes, she said through her teeth.  And he needs your
    help."
    "Where are you?"
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    "Highway one-ninety, exit twenty-nine B. Comfort Inn, the room all the way in the back. One thirteen.
    Knock four times so I'll know it's you. She hung up and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.  Now
    do I stay and wait, or leave?"
    "First I'm going to kill him, then her. Cole handed Drake his phone back before he turned from the
    kitchen and headed back to his room for his shoes and to tell Celine what was going on.
    "What's going on? Drake asked, following him over to the stairs.
    He didn't answer Drake, but rushed to his room. Celine was just finishing up getting dressed and jumped
    when Cole burst into the room. Her eyes were wide, watching his every move as he went around, tossing
    things onto the bed.
    She frowned at him.  What's wrong?"
    "Chase is hurt, he answered, grabbing a bag and putting the clothes he'd tossed on the bed into it.  I'm
    going to him. Jada called me."
    "Oh God, she quickly turned and started to toss clothes onto his pile.  I'm going with you."
    "Celine "
    She raised her hand, silencing him.  Don't even say it. I'm going with you and that's final. You're going to
    need an extra pair of hands."
    He stared at her, but couldn't say a damn word, thanks to his cock. He couldn't control the damn thing,
    which started to rise at the most inconvenient times. No one should look that hot or ready for another
    round the morning after a full moon. But Celine did in her tight jeans and overdrive attitude. She was
    ready to kick ass right by his side and he loved her for it.
    Last night he was hard on her, completely out of control and she seemed to love it. She took everything
    he had to give and even helped push him over the edge. But to look at her right now you couldn't tell it.
    She was full of fresh energy.
    "Okay, he had to clear his throat to finish speaking, but he sure as hell couldn't move his eyes away
    from her breasts or stop his mouth from watering.  No point in arguing with you. But just so you know.
    I'm just this far from fucking the holy hell out of you. He showed her with a tiny pinch of his fingers how
    close he was.  And only the fact that I don't know what kind of shape Chase is in is preventing me from
    doing just that."
    She smiled at him.  You're such a tease."
    Cole's mouth dropped and he was speechless again when she turned her back on him and went over to
    another bag on the floor.
    Out back, Drake was waiting for them next to the jeep. He handed Cole a first aid kit.
    "Carrick is fixing up some food for the two of you to take, Drake said.  I called your dad and mine.
    They both want us back at the house. You find Chase and get him there. Call me as soon as you're
    heading there and I'll have the Doc waiting to look at Chase. There's a good chance he was shot with
    copper since he has a high fever and the bullet is still in him is causing all the problems. If you can, get it
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    out and duct tape his ass to get him home.
    Cole cocked his head to the side, handing the kit to Celine.  What else is on your mind?" [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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