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Lauren thought she’d sit Nick on the sofa and ride his cock through their clothes while kissing him, but Nick had other ideas and Lauren soon found herself on her back, her jeans unfastened and unzipped, and Nick’s fingers inside her while she writhed under him andbeggedhim for enough to get her off.
While Nick tortured their girl in all the best ways, Gavin methodically went through the available minds of the wolves approaching them, and discovered that while the beta had no idea what his Alpha was up to, the girlfriend and at least one guard had known.
“Okay, enough. I look forward to helping ya’ll finish once we deal with the wolves.” He sighed. “The beta knew something was amiss and he chose to remain willfully ignorant. The girlfriend and others knew the wolf Alpha was dealing with outside forces who meant to kill us or at the very least eject us from Vegas. I’m interfering with some of their money laundering by sticking my nose in their business, apparently, and I’ll dig into that later with my accountants, but for tonight, we have to decide whether to slaughter or evict.”
Gavin wanted to torture, kill, and return the bodies to the Pack, but he could see the political reasons for allowing some to live.
“I’d say we kill those who knew in some spectacularly painful way that makes everyone cringe and quake in fear, and allow those who didn’t know but should’ve because of their position the option of leaving the state and never returning,” Lauren said. “Balance the ruthlessness with a touch of…” she sighed. “Not benevolence or kindness. Fairness, maybe.”
“Mercy,” Nick told her. “We balance our brutality with a touch of mercy.”
Gavin looked Nick over from head to toe and tried to get a feel for where he was with this. “Lauren and I can handle this without you.”
Nick shook his head. “Nathan trained me so I could back up the Drake teams on ops, and many times the op was to kill or capture someone at the Concilio’s behest. You’re sensing that I don’t enjoy such activities, but I’m not squeamish about it. We should do this as a unit.”
“Agreed, but only if your heart is in it. Doing it as a unit means we are all one thousand percent in agreement.”
“I’m not as bloodthirsty as the two of you, and I won’t enjoy the process as much as you, but I’m in agreement this has to happen.”
Gavin nodded. “Getting rid of the top five means letting an outside Alpha send new wolves in to run what’s left of the pack. I have someone in California I trust to send wolves who’ll back me.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do,” Lauren said, and she walked out of the room. Gavin caught up with her to walk beside her, rather than follow her. Clearly, Lauren was through talking about it and was ready for action.
Chapter 50
Lauren awakened with her back spooned into Nick’s front, the blackout shades doing their job so the room was lit only by the digital clock, but that was enough for her bear’s vision to clearly see the outline of everything in the room. She rotated her arm so Cally could ‘see’ the entire room. Nothing seemed out of sorts, so she stretched her arm out to grab her phone, and she checked her texts. Gavin had sent a text before he went down for the day.No surprises. Went as expected. See you when I rise.
She settled the phone back on the table, put her arm back under the cover, and pulled it over her shoulder.
“Cold?” Nick asked from behind her, his arm still relaxed where it lay over her.
“Naked,” Lauren told him. “I distinctly remember going to bed with pajamas on.”
Nick made his voice sound like Gollum and said, “Nasty textiles, getting between us and the Precious.”
Lauren shifted so she was on her back, with Nick to her side, and she snuggled into his warmth. “I can sense your hunger. We should eat.”
“I’m sorry you were the one to kill her.”
Lauren closed her eyes to see visions of blood spurting like a fountain when she’d cleanly beheaded the wolf.
She’d intended for them to meet the wolves in the main conference room, but Gavin had directed Queenie to put them into the one with all hard surfaces and no textiles. That meant they could spurt blood everywhere, and when the cleaners came in with their bleach and whatever other chemicals they used, the blood would be only a memory.
She was supposed to die the same way — beheaded by a sword. Had she given energy to that by taking the wolf’s head, or had she put it to bed? She wiped all thoughts of it from her mind and focused on the conversation at hand. Mordecai had been right to tell her not to give that vision any energy.The future is plastic and changeable.
“We are going to live longer than either of us expected,” she told Nick. “I don’t know how it works, but there are humans and shapeshifters alive who’ve lived centuries with the vampire they’re close to. Gavin has let us know we’re going to be around a long time, and I get the feeling he isn’t allowed to explain the mechanism, so I haven’t pushed for an explanation.”
“Right. The snake who came with the kid vampire is damned ancient, and there are others like him.” He sighed. “If we’re to live long enough to have that time with our vampire, we have to strike fear into the hearts of our enemies.”
“Right.” So Lauren had cut off the wolf’s arms, carved out her spleen, forced her to take a bite of it, watched her swallow, and then beheaded her. “I tried to think like Kendra. The spleen symbolizes the circle of life with a focus on tragedy. It’s also responsible for negative emotions. It seemed the right organ to force her to face, and it isn’t terribly hard to get to. And as for who my target was? It’s more politically correct for the girl to kill the girl, isn’t it?”
The spleen was different from the heart, and her mother had once held Gavin’s heart in her hands.
Lauren put that out of her mind and tried to change the subject so they were talking about Nick, instead of her. “You prefer fists to knives.” Nick had quite literally beaten his target to death. Talk about brutal. Sharp knives kill succinctly clean, if bloody. There’s nothing concise or sharp about fists.
And the lion had played with him, keeping him alive longer with body punches that damaged organs and systems long before thecoup de grâcepunch to the face had broken his neck, and then Nick had stood over him, watching him take his last gasps with a broken neck but still alive.
Nick hadn’t delivered an easy death, either.
