Doubly Protected [Werewolves of Hanson Mall 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Adams Read Free Book Online Page A

tall building down this way?” she asked.
    “There are big houses with nice gardens this way though,” said Maelor.
    Dylan took one look at her determined chin and knew she wasn’t going to follow their plan. Just then the lights turned green for them to go the way Hawthorne wanted to, and she took off. He glanced at Maelor and they both shrugged, before catching up with her, and keeping her between them again.
    But that set the pattern for their walk. Dylan’s careful plan was discarded and Hawthorne chose where she wanted to go. At least with the two of them to protect her she was safe, but he’d have much preferred her to stay on the path he and Maelor had chosen.
    When they eventually worked their way around to the restaurant, he breathed a huge sigh of relief. She liked it. She laughed and chatted with their server, she read the menu carefully before choosing her preferred dish, and then she complimented them and the staff on the meal. Dylan’s heart beat faster. She was so lovely to look at and a delight to be near. He and Maelor could talk to her about the need to stay out of danger later. Only one thing remained. To convince her to come home with them.
    As they left the restaurant, Dylan asked, “Will you please come home with us now?”
    “Back to the mall?”
    “Yes, but specifically to my apartment in the mall.”
    “Your apartment?”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    “We’d really like the chance to make love to you properly,” added Maelor.
    “What made you choose your apartment, Dylan, instead of Maelor’s?”
    “We can go to Maelor’s if you’d prefer, but my apartment is next to Rhion’s, which is vacant now, apart from all their stored things, until the new closets are finished, so we thought it’d be more peaceful for you.”
    Hawthorne giggled. “In case I scream when I come?”
    “I’d really like you to scream when you come. Scream loudly. But the neighbors might knock on the door to check you’re okay and that could spoil the mood,” said Dylan, hoping she was just teasing them.
    It seemed she was teasing because she laughed again but made no more comments.
    It was really nice walking the streets, now quite dark, with Hawthorne between them still looking around at everything they passed. It was hard to remember she’d been kept inside for weeks to be safe from Bailey Hamilton. Well, now he was in jail and she could start to enjoy her life again. In freedom and safety. Surely it wouldn’t be too hard for them to find an apartment together not too far from the mall. One that Hawthorne would like.
    “You’ve made quite a few comments about the gardens, Hawthorne. Would you like an apartment with a garden? Some of them have shared gardens where you can grow things,” said Maelor.
    “It’s strange. I do like plants very much. But I don’t have the patience to grow them myself. I either overwater them, or forget to water them at all. Either way I don’t have a very good record with growing things. Even potted plants on the balcony don’t survive well under my care.”
    Dylan had the feeling she was about to say something more, when she frowned and pulled her cell phone out of her jeans pocket. “Willow wants us to go up to her apartment as soon as we get back to the mall. She said to text her when we reach the building and Rhion will come down to swipe us up to their floor.”
    “Something’s wrong,” said Maelor.
    “I agree.” Unconsciously Dylan began walking faster as did Maelor. Hawthorne lengthened her stride to keep up with them.
    What the fuck has happened?
     
    * * * *
     
    Hawthorne paced the floor in Cadfael’s apartment, which was where Willow lived now with him and Rhion. “So what you’re saying is that Bailey’s brother Jackson is also doing something wrong. Something that involves his wellness, no, well-being—what a stupid name—center. Like, he’s killing people off, or keeping them trapped there or something?”
    “Harry doesn’t know for certain. But