For the Good of All (Law of the Lycans Book 7) by Nicky Charles Read Free Book Online Page A

me at the orphanage, says he’s going back to try to save the others. His final words were not to follow him. To never go back.”
    “Back where?”
    “I don’t know. Something inside me has always had me steering clear of anything south of the border.”
    Reno gave him an assessing look. “Your hair is dark but I don’t see you being from that part of the world.”
    “That’s what I tell myself.” He scrubbed his face with his hands and then raked his fingers through his hair. “Not much in life bothers me, Reno, but the idea of stepping foot in Central America scares me spitless. It’s stupid to let a dream control you but there you have it.”
    “Hey, we all have things that scare us. Me, it’s dark spaces.”
    Damien quirked a brow at him.
    “Not something I ever advertise.” Reno shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Can you imagine the fun the ACS squad would have had if they’d known? Every meeting some idiot would have doused the lights on me.”
    Damien gave a huff of laughter. “And afterwards you would have wiped the floor with whoever did it.”
    “Damn right.”
    They both took a long drink of their beers, silently agreeing to end the gut spilling.
    Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Damien leaned back in his seat. “Even if I was able and willing to go, I wouldn’t be much help to you. I’d never make it across the border.”
    “Why is that?” Reno downed the last of his drink.
    “Fielding might have finagled me a pardon but I’m pretty sure my name is still red flagged in the data base. If I leave the country, someone is bound to ask questions.”
    “I didn’t think of that angle.”
    “See? You’re getting old, man. The mind is the first thing to go.” Damien smirked and Reno couldn’t help but chuckle as they fell back into their usual relationship.
    Picking up his drink, he leaned back in his chair. “Well, if you’re so young and sharp, give me some suggestions for getting our people out of this.”
     
    Tina hummed to herself as she filled orders and gathered glasses. It was almost time for Stone to appear. For all that he’d said their night together was a one-off thing, that had been a week ago. Since then he’d reappeared every night. No explanation. She’d look up and there he’d be, sitting at the bar drinking ice water and watching her with that expressionless look of his. At the end of her shift, he’d escort her home and into the apartment. What followed was the most satisfying sex she’d ever had. Somehow he made her lose complete control until she was begging him to take her over the edge.
    Just thinking about it made her hot and bothered.
    She exhaled gustily, blowing a puff of air upward so it ruffled her bangs in an attempt to cool her face. Her hair was blue tonight and she wondered what Stone would think. A grin spread across her lips as she imagined his reaction. He had very conservative tastes from what she’d been able to determine. Denim, black and grey were the only colours she’d seen him wear. No fashion sense, poor guy.
    What did he do during the day? His clothing gave no hint and he wasn’t forthcoming with information about himself. Not even his first name. Logan? Ethan? She scrunched up her face trying to think of a name that suited him.
    “Daydreaming again?” Gwyneth nudged her as she passed by. “Or thinking about your new man?”
    “Neither.” Tina wouldn’t give the older woman the opportunity to make a snide comment about her love life. Gwyn really was a bitch of a witch some days.
    “Well he’s here again. Taking up prime space and not making me a dime. I’m going to start charging him for the seat and the ice.”
    Tina looked up and sure enough, Stone was there. Somehow he’d managed to slip in even though she’d been watching for him. A flutter of excitement stirred inside her and she struggled to keep her voice casual. “You can be the one to tell him the new pricing policy.”
    It was satisfying to see Gwyneth