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

that’s what he’s thinking right now,” said Cadfael.
    “And he could still be looking for Hawthorne and Willow to lock them up,” added Maelor.
    “Yes. Which means both women are still at risk,” said Rhion, pulling Willow closer to himself.
    “What a fucking nuisance. Just when I thought my life was my own again.”
    “You’re safe inside the mall, but I don’t know how safe you are outside where anyone could see and recognize you. We don’t know if he has people looking for those he wants or not,” said Cadfael.
    “You mean he could have a list of people to be captured?” Hawthorne’s heart beat even faster but she wasn’t afraid. She was angry. She was sick and tired of Bailey trying to control her life and she was absolutely not going to submit to him or his brother again.
    “Yes.”
    “What about that wolf I saw? Whatever happened about him? Is he a clue?” Hawthorne asked.
    “Harry wasn’t looking into that for me. Someone else was. And it’s rather difficult. It’s not like I could paste a sign up on a store window telling him to contact me.”
    Hawthorne couldn’t help smiling. No, likely that wouldn’t work. “Well if you do find anything out, please tell me. Meanwhile, I’ll ask Helena at the beauty parlor to make my hair brown again. There are a whole lot more brunettes in the world than redheads.”
    “Ugh. I’ll come with you and get mine redone, too. Or maybe we could go blonde,” said Willow.
    By the time Hawthorne left Willow’s apartment with Maelor and Dylan, all thoughts of sex had faded from her mind. When Dylan pushed open the door to his apartment, she sat down on his couch and asked, “What do you think about whether or not Jackson is collecting people and locking them up? Why would he do that? Do you think rich people are paying him to keep their troublesome or drug-addicted kids safely out of the gossip magazines? Or could there be something else behind his actions?”
    “It could be wealthy people getting rid of troublesome family members. Maybe someone who has a mental impairment or an addiction. But because of the shape-shifter you saw, I’d be inclined to think Hamilton’s center is being used to get either people who believe in shape-shifters out of the way, or else to lock up shape-shifters themselves. That would be my worry. Not that it’s fair to lock up people just because they have a mental health issue. Plenty of people live useful and happy lives while dealing with such issues,” said Maelor.
    Deep down Hawthorne knew he was right. The wolf she’d seen was the trigger that had started this whole problem off. And getting Bailey out of her life hadn’t solved the underlying problem at all.
    “Well, fuck. That’s a real hassle then.”
    “It’s nothing we can solve right now. Cadfael has people working on it, and we just need to be patient and keep you safe until the issue is resolved,” said Maelor.
    “But fucking would be good. It’s something we’d very much like to do with you,” said Dylan.
    Both men were standing in front of her now. Dylan stretched out his hand and pulled her to her feet. She liked the way he did that. Maelor had done it before, too. It was them exerting their control over her, but in a gentle and helpful way. It didn’t make her feel helpless or subservient, just protected and cared for.
    Fucking. Yes. She’d been looking forward to it all day. It was something she wanted. She was ready to do that with these men. She liked them both very much. Not that she was ready to commit to being with them or anything, but she was more than ready to spend time with them and get to know them better. Right now, getting to know them in bed sounded good to her.
    “All right. I agree. Have you got condoms?”
    Like matching bookends both men reached into their pants and pulled out a box of chocolate-flavored edible condoms. “I don’t think we’ll need quite that many.” She giggled.
    “Oh, you never know,” said