Three Mates for Judith by Cara Adams Read Free Book Online

long time since someone had romanced her, and if there were other men as good looking as these three sitting at the table with her, well, she was ready to party herself.
    Naftali’s lips were constantly twitching into a grin. They looked eminently kissable. And Nahum’s eyes sparkled with good humor. Nelson was more serious. Maybe he’d spank her ass, and she’d decide whether or not she liked that.
     
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    Sam and Jake had stayed awake for the first shift overnight, one guarding the front door of the farmhouse and the other the back door. Nahum and Naftali had taken the middle shift, which was when they thought there’d be trouble if it was going to happen, and Nelson was alone for the final shift. Logic insisted there wouldn’t be an attack so close to daylight, especially when the staff were liable to be up early to prepare for the cookout.
    Nelson didn’t think there’d be an attack at all overnight. It’d come after the cookout, after dark, and very likely in the confusion and noise as the pack prepared to get in the coach and go back home. If he was planning to attack, that’s when he’d do it. Everyone would be moving around. If the bad guys did it right, they could abduct the Alpha then without anyone even noticing because everyone knew he was going to camp out somewhere. Most people would assume he’d gone to his tent.
    Nevertheless, Nelson had stayed alert, constantly prowling around the first floor of the house, not following any pattern in his movement and his standing still to watch and listen. But nothing happened, and it was after dawn now. He could hear people moving around upstairs, having their showers and preparing for the day. Mrs. Davey appeared downstairs and began cooking breakfast. He put the coffee on for her himself before leaving to resume his pacing.
    Nelson’s day was busy, especially after the pack arrived, but although he and his brothers stayed close to Judith and Cherise, and Sam and Jake remained beside the Alpha, Nelson felt no sense of danger. He remained convinced it’d happen toward nightfall. Sam and Jake agreed.
    However, Naftali said, “You’re all thinking logically. Lutterworth’s strength is in doing the unexpected. At coming from an angle no one anticipated. Think of him getting the kids to steal things for him. No one had thought of that, but he did it. We need to be thinking outside the box now and alert for the unexpected.”
    Nelson nodded. In a crisis he was supposed to save the Alpha, and he would. They each had their appointed target, and they’d stick to it. But he thought Sam and Jake would be fine guarding the Alpha, and he’d much rather grab Lutterworth before he caused any trouble. So what the fuck would the man do? Come in with a gang of kids to cause a diversion while he abducted Cherise or the Alpha? Damn, he wished he could have some clue as to what might happen.
    He tried to look at the pack through an outsider’s eyes. The cookout was in the grassy backyard of the farm. There was a large open space, and lawn chairs and several sturdy wooden benches were in a circle around the fire pit where meat was cooking on a spit. As was typical at these events, the women were sitting in one group while the men tended to stand around the fire, and everyone was taking a turn at checking on the meat or turning the potatoes and corn cooking in the coals of the fire.
    Some children and teenagers were kicking a ball on the far side of the yard, and several adults were supervising them while standing and talking, longnecks in their hands.
    A steady stream of young women came in and out from the farmhouse kitchen, carrying platters of fruit and bowls of salad or more sodas and beer to fill up the tubs of ice sitting on a table with the food.
    No matter how hard he looked, Nelson couldn’t see anything that laid them open to danger.
    Two older men were sitting on the front porch of the house, where they had a good view of the driveway and the gate to the