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  His lips were skimming her ear, “Say it again, Jenna.”

  “I love you.”

  “Yes! Mine! Always mine!” His arm across her breast bone tightened, and he started hammering his cock into her. His hips slapped against her cheeks with the force of his frenzied possession. The hand cupping her breasts slid down until it was pressing on her lower stomach, causing her to feel his length shuttling inside of her like never before.

  “Adam!”

  It was building. Synapses firing throughout her body until she felt like she was going to explode from the inside out from the pleasure he was giving her. His fingers found her clit, but only gave her feather light strokes.

  “Again, Jenna!”

  “I LOVE YOU MATE!” Her scream echoed through the forest.

  His strokes became firmer; his thrusts bone jarring, all of it taking her to the peak where she hovered on the edge of a release with the promise of being so magnificent that it was painful. Teeth nipped at the bite marks on her neck, and her head snapped back to rest against his shoulder as she was shoved into a blinding, fiery cataclysmic release.

  “Ah God,” he groaned. His thrusts deepening further than she thought was possible. “Thank you, love. Thank you.” Adam groaned in blissful agony as he exploded inside her. His body trembled in time with her, giving Jenna the sense that they were two bodies and souls connected as one. It took them a few moments before either of them had the strength to move. Eventually, Adam laid her gently on her side, refusing to disconnect from her in any way as he kept her cuddled in his arms against his chest. Moving only to pepper her neck and shoulder where he’d bitten her with kisses.

  “Does it hurt, sweetheart?”

  “Mmmmmm.”

  Jenna felt his body shaking from silent laughter. “Was that an answer, love?”

  “Mmm hmm.”

  More light kisses, then, “I’d thought I’d lost you, love. I woke up in that hospital, and they were all crowded around your bed because your heart had stopped. When I realized what was happening, and that it was you on that bed, it felt like my heart had stopped right along with yours.” His voice was low and agonized, “I don’t want to live without you, sweetheart.”

  Using her hands to pet the strong arms that held her tightly, she said, “I’m here, Adam. I’m alive, and we have each other. I am yours, and you are mine, mate.”

  His arms tightened again around her “Always yours, Jenna.”

  Epilogue

  Sitting in the back room of one of Adam’s bars, because apparently her mate owned quite a few businesses, she looked at the assembled group at the table and worried. It had been three months since the incident in Germany, and they didn’t know much more than they did to start with. Minna, the blond submissive wolf they’d saved from the sadistic Corvus wolves that were about to kill her, had told them what she could but it was only half of what they needed to know.

  Gage had shifted through all of the incoming intel from the mercenary type group he was contracted through and had found mostly rumors, with little evidence on anything. Alec had kept an active role fighting in the Black Rings in the hopes of over hearing more information, but had yet to get anything substantial for them to use. Uncle Owen and Logan had traveled the country on the usual rounds a Pack Master makes through his territories, but he couldn’t outright ask about the problems with the Corvus Pack because it might draw the wrong attention. And surprisingly, Vera Ivanov, the crazy Russian grandmother had stayed close to her Uncle. An unusual couple, but if it made her Uncle happy, then she was happy for him. Gage and Alec weren’t on the same page as her. They often bared their teeth at the Pack Master since they thought their sexpot of a grandmother could do better than him.

  Jenna had managed to talk her Mama into staying out of it all with the promise that if they needed her house throwing super telekinetic abilities they’d give her a ring. Kent refused to budge though. Her partner had pointed out that he had a vested interest in the situation since he’d been there for the hostage situation too, and reminded her that she had no idea how strong his powers were. He could be an asset to a mission if needed. She kind of hated when that pain in the ass man whore was right.

  Some of the answers they’d obtained from little Minna and the intel that had been scraped together had caused more questions than answers. Were the Corvus Pack members behind the hostage situation that had happened in Wilmington with three United States Senators? Yes. They were also behind a number of other high profile crimes these past few months from around the world. Crimes that reporters occasionally gave commentary on the impossible odds of survival, or strange feats of strength and speed from the criminals. The problem was that Minna didn’t know why they were doing it. She could confirm that usually money was demanded, and besides the incident here in Wilmington, some amount of money had been collected at every crime. The thing was, she could also confirm that the Corvus Pack was in no way, shape or form, hurting for money. They were flush with cash and investments. So that begged the question, why were they even asking for money?

  The big bomb Minna had dropped on them, however, was that the Corvus Alpha, Marcus Corvus, was in no way connected to, or even aware of, these events. The reason for that being that he was being held hostage by his own Beta Lars, who had managed to keep the Alpha in a medicated coma so that he could unofficially take over the Pack. That was what she’d been arguing with the brunette about. Minna was a nurse, and when Lars found that out, he forced her to tend to the unconscious man so that he stayed out. The poor woman had literally made herself sick over being forced to hurt her Alpha in such a way, but had no way to fight the other dominant members of her Pack.

  Since bringing her here to North Carolina, they’d had to fight her every step of the way so that she would start taking better care of herself by eating regular meals so that she didn’t waste away. She’d agreed to that only because they promised to go in and rescue Corvus from his prison. Three months later, she was getting angry and impatient in their fact finding missions, and was demanding they go in and rescue Corvus, or she would go back to Germany herself to do it. The idea of little Minna trying to rescue anyone was a joke, but Jenna respected her tenacity in trying to protect the man. Minna was just terrified about what would happen to Corvus since she was no longer taking care of him, and Lars was such an evil asshole that he wouldn’t care if the man suffered in his medicated prison.

  When they asked Minna why she thought Lars was evil, she was practically tripping over herself to explain the sick Beta’s twisted mind. Lars was fanatically prejudiced against humans. There were constant lectures about how human were cattle, and that Shifters, as superior beings, should be treating the humans as the slaves and food they were meant to be. Apparently Lars got his jollies off by organizing ‘hunts’, where kidnapped humans were let loose on some of their land, and then run down as if they were nothing better than deer. Of course, deer weren’t usually tortured and raped before they were murdered, so it was safe to say that the deer had it a bit better than these poor victims. It made Jenna’s stomach roll just thinking about it.

  Minna informed them that he’d managed to brain wash the majority of the pack into believing his hate, like some kind of ridiculous cult. Those left in the Pack who didn’t believe and tried to protest Lars’ teachings were executed. The rest were like herself, too frightened to say anything. Lars was also recruiting other like-minded wolves into the Pack to help support his master plan. Minna was just too low in Pack society to know what the master plan was.

  It wasn’t a huge leap for their little group to figure out that Lars was power hungry. If he was willing to do something so cruel to Marcus Corvus as to hold a dominant wolf in a state of weakness and exploit it to his benefit, then the man was desperate for power. The question was, why hadn’t Lars just killed Corvus? There had to be a reason to keep him alive.

  So, here they sat around a table strategizing the best way to go in and save Marcus Corvus with the little bit of i
nformation Minna had given on the Corvus stronghold. It looked like an impossible mission, but they weren’t left with much choice. They needed the man for information so that they could shut down whatever it was that his Beta Lars was up to. Too bad they couldn’t seem to agree on the way the rescue should be carried out.

  Uncle Owen wanted to find a way to infiltrate the Corvus Pack stronghold so that they could learn the inner works before pulling the Alpha out. Gage wanted to go in under the cover of night, sneak in the place, grab the Alpha, and get the fuck out of there. A clean in and out, as he liked to call it. They’d been arguing about it for two hours without a budge on either side.

  Rolling her eyes at the stubborn men, she felt the hand resting on her mid-thigh slowly start to slide up. The side of her mouth twitched as she tried to repress her smile. Her mate was insatiable, and a trouble maker. Looking out of the side of her eyes, she found him watching her again, but it wasn’t her face he studied so intensely. It was the Mark he’d given her the night she’d gone into the woods to bring him home. Those savages bites he’d inflicted on her, when she’d stupidly thought he was about to kill her, was actually her half mad mate giving her his Mark.

  Though, she’d learned once they’d joined their loved ones for breakfast the next morning, they were some of the most savage mate Marks that her Uncle had ever seen. Adam had stood there with a guilty flush to his cheeks as his Pack Master had dressed him down for damn near killing his niece since she couldn’t heal as their kind normally does. Jenna had promptly shut her Uncle up by telling him that she wore Adam’s Mark with pride, and she’d take it a thousand times over to save her mate from a fate of feral rage.

  Everyone shut up after that.

  And she’d meant what she’d said. She wore her scars with pride. As far as she was concerned the whole world could see her love for her mate right there on her skin. It didn’t hurt that she’d quickly discovered that anytime Adam saw his Mark he became incredibly aroused and would pin her to the closest flat surface if he could get away with it. Since she enjoyed that benefit, she wore tank tops or wide neck shirts as often as possible. As Adam’s hand was now less than an inch from her mound underneath their table, she knew what that beautiful man was thinking about as he stared at her neck with his eyes glowing, and she couldn’t wait till this meeting took a break.

  When Gage suddenly stood up and stared at the closed door to their room, Jenna thought he’d lost his temper, and her wishful thinking of a break had won out. But looking at the man’s stern concentration, combined with confusion, and how seconds later those morphed into anger as he threw the door open so hard it left a hole in the wall it hit, it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that something was up. Quickly following the agitated tiger out into the bar’s open area, she watched fascinated as he stormed up to four gorgeous women sitting at the bar.

  It was easy to tell that all four women were related because of their similar facial features. Of the four, one was older, so she was more than likely their mother or Aunt, and giving the confident posture, calculating and intelligent gleam in her eye, and general ‘fuck off’ attitude, Jenna had her pegged as military or a cop. The other three women she was pretty sure were sisters because if you took away the fact that they all had slightly different coloring in hair or eye color, their faces were identical. If the red head with the thick black streak in her hair sporting emoattire wasn’t so much obviously younger than the caramelized blond with the playgirl body and the wardrobe to match, then she would have even thrown the guess out there that they were triplets.

  Those three women were not the target of the pissy tiger though. No, that distinction went to the sister sitting in the middle who had thick dark brunette hair, bright blue green eyes and bee sting lips. Her outfit was understated compared to her sisters since all she wore was a simple ribbed tank top and jeans, but they suited her lean muscled frame. She carried a lot of the same attitude that the older woman did, and Jenna was guessing that she was also either a cop or in the military. The woman was particularly striking in Jenna’s opinion since she reminded her a lot of, well herself. Just taller, less curvy, and with possibly a giant stinking chip on her shoulder.

  Gage had stalked behind the bar until he stood directly across from the middle sister and snarled, “What the fuck are you doing here, Sergeant Demos?”

  The woman set her bottled beer on the bar and smiled in a way that reminded Jenna of the first time she saw Alec fighting at The Arena. Like a cat playing with his mouse.

  “I take it that you hadn’t heard, Master Sergeant Ivanov. I’m out. But as for the reason as to why I’m here in this bar, well that’s easy. I was looking for you.”

  Alec sauntered up to the end of the bar so that he could study the three sisters better. While his brother was engaged in a pissing contest with the middle sister, he was busy trying to eye fuck the pin up sister. Jenna rolled her eyes at the flagrant example of his man whore membership, and then turned her attention back to Gage.

  “Why would you be looking for me you, little harpy?”

  Yikes. Someone wasn’t on Gage’s good list. She wondered if this Demos chick had been threatened with rolled up newspapers be the cranky cat too?

  The brunette’s grin widened as if she had a secret. It didn’t look good for her favorite commando for hire.

  “I’m here to ask you about your sister, Ivanov. Seen Lulu lately?”

  Gage leaned across the bar to get in the brunette’s face. “Why are you looking for Lulu?”

  Reaching into her back pocket, Demos pulled out a business card and pushed it across the top of the bar so that it was in front of Gage. “I got drafted into the family business recently, so I’m just here doing my job.”

  Gage shot the woman a disgruntled look, then dropped his gaze to the card. Wiping his face to display the best blank look Jenna had ever seen he brought his attention back to the woman and said, “That’s not possible. You can’t work for AI. That would mean you’re-“

  The snarky brunette cut him off, practically in glee. She obviously knew Gage well enough to see past his uncaring display to know that he was seriously unnerved about whatever she’d just shown him. “That’s right Ivanov. Amazon International would mean that I come from a line of Amazons wouldn’t it?” She asked in a sickly patronizing voice as if she were talking to an exceptionally small child. Jenna had to clamp her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing at the poor tiger. She would have danced a jig in unadulterated glee about the pushy tiger being put into his place if it hadn’t been for the Demos woman’s next statement.

  “And I’m here with my sisters to investigate your sister Lulu for the charge of murder.”

  Big Bad Bite Playlist

  Halestorm – Beautiful With You

  Halestorm ft. James Michael – Private Parts

  Nine Inch Nails – Closer

  Breaking Benjamin – I Will Not Bow

  Breaking Benjamin – Breathe

  Saving Abel – Addicted

  Shinedown – If You Only Knew

  Nickelback – Animal

  Nickelback – Gotta Be Somebody

  Daughtry – Start of Something Good

  Lifehouse ft. Natasha Bedingfield – Between the Raindrops

  Citizen Cope - Sideways

  Avenged Sevenfold - Welcome to the Family

  Cage the Elephant - Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked

  Evanescence - Surrender

  Linkin Park - The Catalyst

  Pop Evil - Monster You Made

  Books by Jessie Lane:

  The Star Series:

  The Burning Star

  The Frozen Star - (coming soon)

  Big Bad Bite Series:

  Big Bad Bite

  Walk On The Striped Side - (coming soon)

  Ex Ops Series:

  Secret Maneuvers - (coming soon)

  About the Author

  Jessie Lane is the writing team of Melissa Pahl and Crystal Leo. The two sister-in-laws sha
re a passionate love of naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them. Because really, it is ALL about the characters.

  (They're kind of megalomaniacs - but don't tell them we said that.)

  Crystal and Melissa often live half their lives with their heads in the clouds dreaming of alpha military hunks, werewolves and kick ass heroines crazy enough to chase after creatures that they unquestionably should know better than to chase.

  Their first YA novel, The Burning Star, was released in May 2012. Big Bad Bite is their second novel, but their first adult paranormal romance. They are now working on their next two novels, Walk On The Striped Side and Secret Maneuvers. With these projects underway, they are looking forward to showing the rest of the world their crazy stories, heroes and heroines that often plague their minds until written, and hope you will join them on their journey!

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