Denver Pack Twelve 1/2 (6 page)

Lacy was still pissed about the cuffs her mates made her wear since she woke up. Granted, they may have a reason for it, but it still pissed her off. She was the one who usually made the potions for this type of thing. Her mother refused to tell her how to get around the spell.

She was going to shave her mates’ heads when they were sleeping. She had too many things to do before Christmas. Each of them had something they were in charge of. Lacy was in charge of warding the town and also the cabins, with their own special wards, so that no one could pop in on the families if they were indisposed.

Lacy shivered, she refused to think about what her parents did in the bedroom. It required Lacy to leave the compound in order to make sure the wards were set. Her mates and the Alphas knew it.

They were planning to allow her out of the compound; however, she was allowed only off the compound at certain times, with her mates in tow. Lev and Devon were also going to be her guards. The twins, Tara and Vincent, were being protected by her magic. She had done it for each of the children, something similar to the cuffs. That’s where her mother got the idea, the bitch.

It pissed her off. She had so many things to do. Her office was closed officially for the holidays. Her ability to see true mates was a cool gift, one she loved. However, lately, she had seen too many mates who were mismatched; the men were cruel and abusive. Sevi and Shawn helped her separate the females from the men, and then she would talk to the females.

They even had their own special doorway in the office to sneak the women out of if they needed a quick escape. However, Quin and Jaden were increasingly becoming concerned about the situation. They were wondering if the couples were coming in as a ruse and Roarke was planting spies inside their compound.

Some of the women were truly abused. However, some of them seemed to be too ready to find a home here in Milliken.

Lev was running background checks, but they took a long time when they were dealing with the volume they had been. Argus and Trinity were doing their jobs also, helping the abused women find a Pack, or whatever else they needed. Since there were at least fifteen magical groups that formed around them, it was making Milliken seem like a huge rural community that humans were starting to take notice of.

The Council was planning to see if they could figure out a way for them to hide some of the group’s affiliation with Milliken, making several of the small towns around them also safe for magical people to come into. There were three towns close enough to do it with.

Reggie and Casey were looking into buying more Pack land around Milliken and the smaller towns. Lacy needed to be able to see what was going on in town. That was where most of the new mates were meeting.

“Shawn, Sevi, where the hell are you?” Lacy called and waited for her mates to appear. They have been hiding from her since she found out they cuffed her.

“You bellowed, my mate?” Sevi said appearing from the small office that was in their suite. Shawn followed him chuckling and pushing past his twin brother.

“Dude, gonna piss her off even more,” Shawn said and folded his arms and waited. He probably thought she was going to go over the same old thing about the cuffs, they were right, but this time she had a better argument. One they wouldn’t be able to dismiss.

“Not possible, I am pissed at you anyway,” Lacy snarled and then held out her hands. “Okay, I get it, we were drunk, unruly, and needed to be nicer to the dipshits who guard us.”

“That’s the problem, my dear. Those dipshits are Enforcers, and they are the most powerful and strongest wolves in our Pack. You girls treat them as if they’re babysitters. They should’ve been looking for threats, instead of being carted into a lingerie store. Dude, Teagan, and Darien are pissed about Cloe modeling in front of them,” Sevi said calmly.

“I know they are Enforcers, but they are tattletales, I mean when we go out shopping, and what the hell, are we supposed not to go to the one place we love. You know how we like lingerie,” Lacy purred and walked to her mates slowly. “They are like pain in the ass brothers. Now they are pitching a hissy fit. Please, they will get over it. These cuffs are hampering me from keeping all of you safe. I want to go to Milliken and see if the wards are holding, what if there is a hole, and the assholes come at us again when we least expect it. Now we have Fredi to guard. I mean, if Roarke catches wind that there are two White wolves here we’re going to be in trouble.”

Lacy pulled her mates to her and had Sevi stand behind her and Shawn in the front of her. She reached up, put her hands around Shawn’s neck, and looked up at him through her eyelashes. “Please, just for the day. I need to make sure there are no mates in trouble, and check the wards; it will only take me a few hours.”

Shawn leaned down until his lips were just barely touching hers and whispered, “I will call Devon.”

“Can’t we just leave it with us three? I trust you to keep me safe, and mom is still in Milliken, she won't be here for another day in the compound. So she will be ready for me,” Lacy said and teasing rubbed her lips across his.

Shawn sighed and kissed her roughly, claiming her mouth in a searing kiss. She loved her mate’s touch; it was amazing every time they were together. Since the birth of their children, the trio had little time to be together. With all the meetings, and taking care of the twins, by the time they fell into bed every night, they were exhausted.

Lacy hoped that was going to change soon. She hired an assistant to help with the office, she was going to free up some time for her mates. They needed to connect again, well after she was done being pissed at them, she couldn’t give in, or they would do this all the time.

Sevi ran his hands over her back and down her side, gently reaching around and cupping her breasts through her shirt. She pushed back and laughed when they growled at her. Sevi grabbed her and made his way into the bedroom where he threw her on the bed.

They played and tussled with her until she was breathless; ticking her until she laughed so hard she began to shriek at them to stop. Then, she gave as well as she got, knowing Sevi and Shawn were both ticklish under their arms, slightly below their ribs.

Inevitably, the playing became exploring and their hands became more feverish. The removing of their clothes in a frantic flurry, a brush of her breast, and cupping of her mound when she removed her panties. She loved the feel of her mates’ hands; she didn’t think she would ever get tired of it.

Sevi pulled her head back, kissing her in his soul searching way, while Shawn traced her neck and shoulders with his mouth and then they would switch, never allowing her to catch her breath. When Shawn kissed her, he explored every bit of her mouth as if he was learning it for the first time.

Soon it wasn’t enough, their hands on her thighs moving her to where they wanted her, both ready and waiting for her. She loved it when they mated with her together but apparently, they were in a commanding mood tonight because she ended up on her hands and knees with them behind her. Sevi would slip into her from behind, and she could feel when the first hand hit her cheek.

Then Shawn would take over doing the same, they switched back and forth until she was begging them to let her release. It went on for what seemed like hours, and she tried to turn and pull them to her, but they avoided her and kept up the punishment until she was ready to do whatever they wanted, just for her release.

Finally, Sevi leaned over her and said, “You can come now.”

Lacy flew apart as he pumped in and out of her, letting her milk him when he cried out his release. However, Shawn was waiting to the side, and soon she was filled once again with a hard cock. She thought she would pass out from the pleasure they were giving her. Their touch had gentled and Sevi was petting her back, and palming her breast.

She could only moan with pleasure when Sevi pinched her breasts, tugging on them until they were completely peaked and hard again. Hard and fast was how she loved it. Shawn spanked her, and she began to feel the heat on her ass. The sting giving just a little more pleasure to her as she felt the next orgasm rising up to consume her.

Shawn felt the flutter of her pussy, pumped faster, and soon they cried out their release at the same time, collapsing on the bed in a heap.

Jordan ground her teeth. She was not going to let them know what she was planning. Oh, were they going to be surprised when they went to sleep. She may still be a human, and they were panthers, but their cats loved her, and if she happened to put something in their shampoo to turn their hair green, their animals would understand.

Being the only human sucked sometimes. She wasn’t able to do many of the things her friends did, like going for a run, or shifting to bite her mates’ asses as Cloe did once. It was depressing. Now she was in her office clearing up one last thing before she was done. Going through all of the Old Council documents and trying to make a detailed record of what led to where they were right now. It was time consuming. There were so many disjointed stories.

When Fredi showed up, quite a few of the things she’d been reading fell into place. Like the White Wolf. Only one could be in a Pack; however, there was mention of the coming together of three White Wolves, which would create a perfect trivet of power that would help the New Councils’ destiny. They didn’t understand everything that it entailed. Jordan needed more information.

Then Jordan was gonna take Rayne and Storm for a walk. She named her kids because of the raging storm they were having the night they were born. The crazy thing was when they were born the storm stopped and a rainbow had appeared. The human weather forecaster seriously had been perplexed. The heavy storm they were getting was supposed to last for three days. However, for a few hours, it cleared, and it was amazing.

That was when the Council started questioning the children’s special powers. It seemed as if each of them had something different. Although Jo’s children had already shown their powers with healing, and Hope was going to be the leader of the group, the rest of the children had shown that they were all going to have special powers.

Rayne and Storm, since they were born, had shown a special connection to the elements of the weather. This White Christmas was something none of them expected. However, suddenly the other day, they got six inches of snow miraculously. The children clapped and wanted to go sledding.

Jordan wanted them supervised when they were practicing their powers, so her mates were taking them. They, of course, had done a lot of research about weather patterns,
etc.
They didn’t want anything to draw attention to them.

Remy and Larkin were in the living area with the kids talking to them, which would’ve been weird had she not known they were shifter babies. They grew and matured faster, and the Council babies seemed to grow even faster.

“Just because you seem to be able to create rain, snow and other stuff, doesn't mean you should. I know you wanted a White Christmas, and now we have one, but if someone found out it was you, Mommy and Daddies would be very sad if you were caught. So from now on, you do not do anything unless we discuss it,” Remy said slowly.

Jordan wanted to laugh aloud, they were serious geeks, but she loved them.

Larkin snorted and slapped his friend on the back of the head, “Dude, they don’t talk, how are we going to have a discussion?”

Remy sat back and frowned, “Somehow, they are communicating. I think they are just hiding it from us. We are going to have to discuss this in the meeting.”

Jordan stepped up, “No, we are going to be discussing the whole Fredi showing up suddenly.” She spoke coolly to them, which made them both raise an eyebrow in surprise.

Their smiles faded when they saw the hardness in her eyes, Remy groaned and put his hand over his face, and rubbed it before yelling, “You have to wear the cuffs, stop trying to make us feel guilty about that shit.”

Jordan shrugged, “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

Larkin stood and crossed his arms.
He was handsome,
she thought, his black hair had grown and was just below his collar. Remy’s hair was already a bit longer and he held his back with a leather strap. “Don’t even try that with me. You hate to feel penned in and that is what we are doing.”

Jordan sighed, walked into the room, kissed the babies on the forehead, and then picked up their favorite toy and played with them for a second.

“Fine, I am irritated,” Jordan grumbled.

Remy laughed and grabbed her hand and held it, “I don’t care if you are irritated, we need to make sure you are safe until we figure this all out. Did you find things in the archives?”

Damn them for changing the subject and making her talk about work, it always made her happy and excited when she talked about it.

“Yes,” she said eagerly. I think I have the proof that Fredi is Jo’s sister. I mean, everyone kinda already knows, but what I am saying is that I have traced her bloodline. So far, she is right on with her story. I’m just a little nervous about having Roarke’s sister in the compound, how do we know she wasn’t a plant by him. I can find no connection between them, no communication, and they were never in any city at the same time. It is crazy some of the stuff we can find on the Internet.”

Her men nodded and listened, each asking questions, while picking up the children and rocking them into a nap. Jordan followed them to the nursery and laid the babies down for their afternoon nap. Jordan paused talking and smoothed their hair, while she leaned down and kissed them. Being a mother to these two children was more than she had ever hoped.

When they exited the nursery, they went into their room to continue the conversation. Jordan paused and looked down at the cuffs that were on her.

“I’m immune to most shifter and magical things, how in the hell did you get these to work on me?” she asked.

“Tricks of the trade, my dear, we aren’t telling,” Remy said and pulled her to the bed.

“I think we need a little attention too,” Larkin replied from behind and she sighed.

This is where she belonged, who cared if they were over bearing pains in the ass,
they may have won this round, but she wasn’t going to lose the next one,
she thought and laughed.