Connors Pursuit (Amber Woods Shifters) (13 page)

They lay quietly for what seemed a long time as he gently stroked the contours of her spine, sending her into a blissful state of completion. In this moment she felt so relaxed, so at peace she never wanted it to end.
She woke up a couple of hours later curled up on her side with Connor’s chest against her back. He knew she was awake, as he slid into her warmth from behind, taking her firm but slow, raising her leg for better access. The room was filled with groans of pleasure as she came over and over, the angle of his cock just right. He once again poured his release into her with a guttural cry. Their breathing was hard, a result of another intense joining. She felt him slip out of her, rolling over in bed to see him enter the bathroom. The sound of water filling a tub had her smiling at such a simple pleasure. Five minutes later he came back into the room, naked and smiling.

“Come on baby, I think you might need a soothing bath”

“That sounds heaven!” she sighed.

She noticed how his eyes raked over her body as she sauntered toward him, gently
steering past him to get in the room. His hand caught hers, leading her to where he wanted. He leaned her forward over the side of the bath before taking her again, slipping in from behind.

“I can’t seem to get enough of you” he growled

He picked up a heady rhythm, her core again burning up as he buried himself deep. It was quick and effective as they came together. At this rate she was going to be jelly on legs if he kept this up. He certainly had stamina and she certainly was not complaining.

“Make-up sex is the best” she laughed.

“Maybe we should argue more”

“Oh no, I hated that we had a fight, it made me feel like shit”

Connor stepped into the bath, reaching for her hand as she settled against his chest. His lips kissed her shoulder as he washed her body with very gentle movements.

“I know, I have never felt so fucked up or out of control in my life, let’s just have sex without the argument beforehand”

“No complaints here” she sighed.

As he rinsed the suds away he stilled against her, a vibration of anger passed through him. She felt his fingertip trace her neck before realising what was the source of his emotional slip. The soap had washed the makeup off her neck, even though the bruises were almost healed it was obviously enough for him to want answers. And he had a right as her mate.

“Now we talk Lizzy, first of all I want to know who the fuck touched you”

The change in his voice told her just how close to the surface his wolf was.
Carefully she turned around to face him, kneeling in the warm water. She could feel the tension in his body, so with the intent to calm him, her hands found the washcloth and soap. In circular motions she ran the cloth over his chest, smiling when he closed his eyes, resting his head against the rim of the bath tub. As she continued on her path down his arms, he caught her wrist stopping her actions. Deep amber eyes fixed on her, as his head slowly shook from side to side.

“Lizzy, as much as I love to feel you touch me, you are not getting away with not answering my questions. Now tell me who the fuck touched you?”

Dropping the cloth in the water with a splash, she steeled her spine, sitting up higher in the water.

“Honestly? I don’t know. I did not recognise his scent, or his face. What I do know is that he was a messenger from Lawson”

At the mention of her former alphas name, Connor stilled, dropping her wrist into the water. Sitting up he cupped her face. Wordlessly he waited for her to speak again.

“
When my parents were killed, my younger brother Brandon ran, despite searching for him he simply vanished. Days after, my wolf was bound and then I ran. I have tried to find him since but each time came up blank”

She sighed, biting her bottom lip.

“The messenger told me Lawson has found my brother and his holding him in a cage. If I do not return to Oakfield pack within a week and mate with Oliver, they will kill him”

Connor was silent for a few minutes, he was stunned at what Lizzy had just told him, but underneath that he was furious, to think that they would even dare to threaten her, sadistic fuckers, he would be tasting their blood before the end of the week.

“He attacked you after he told you this?”

“Yes, I was so angry, he gave me my parent
’s rings and a lock of Brandon’s hair, freshly cut. Before I even got close, he had me on my back pinned with his hands around my throat, piece of shit, when I get my wolf back, I will personally rip his throat out”

Connor gently tightened his hold on her chin, bringing her nose to nose with him.

“You are not to go near him Lizzy, he is mine to kill, he signed his own death warrant the moment he laid a finger on you. I promise you we will get your brother out of there, but I need to speak with Marcus and the enforcers first, this needs careful handling. We go back to pack territory tomorrow, the day after there is the meeting with the order…”

Lizzy placed her finger on his lips, stopping him mid-sentence.

“If it is true about my suppressed power, then I want them to release my wolf, because I am coming with you when you go to Oakfield, it is my brother, my old alpha and my fight”

Connor nipped the end of her finger.

“My mate, my fight. You really think I am going to let you get near the place baby?”

“You will if you expect to have your cock anywhere near me again, Beta”

Lizzy yelped as he growled, picking her up out of the water, long legs stepped over the tub, before he lay her down on the bathroom floor. Kissing her hard he entered her in one thrust.

“
Then I better fuck you as much as I can because you are not going to Oakfield”

“This could be a long standing argument Connor”

“Just think of the make-up sex though” he rumbled

Lizzy arched her back as he took them to pleasurable heights, she was not sure if she was going to win this fight, but she would sure as hell enjoy the
ride.

12

Every enforcer from amber woods stood against the wall of the large meeting room situated in the pack house. It was only a couple of months ago that a similar scenario was happening when the pack females had gone missing. The same stern faces, an underlying suppressed energy waiting to explode. But this time they were all here because of her. She was used to being the centre of attention. Well, granted, it was usually alcohol induced followed by dancing and feminine charm. Today, very sober and very aware she waited for the alpha to speak. Brianna sat beside him, she gave a little wave to Lizzy and mouthed something above the noise. At least she was speaking to her, after the night in the kitchen, Lizzy was sure she would be confined to the alpha house until this whole mess was sorted out. As if sensing the direction of her thoughts, Brianna inclined her head to Marcus, rolling her eyes mockingly. Lizzy stifled a laugh, it was not the time or the place. Connor had been speaking to Tristan, his head enforcer, it was completely dominant and all male. The folded arms across their chests, stern jaws and every now and again the imperceptible nod. She noticed a petite female, with jet black hair standing next to Tristan, arms folded, carefully taking in the scene. Lizzy had seen her around the pack but was unsure of her name or why she was even here. Most of the females were in their homes or the pack houses. She smiled at Cora, Connors mother who had just placed a large platter of meats and breads in the middle of the table. She caught her eye, waving gently. Seconds later she returned with a large pot of coffee and a tray of cups. She was like a semi-matriarch of the pack. Could keep every single male on their toes but graciously knew her place, not overstepping the alpha female. All the men shouted their thanks as they dove into the plated offerings. The booming authoritarian voice of Marcus had everyone focusing on the man at the head of the table. Connor came and sat back down next to her, placing his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close.

“It will be ok” he whispered in her ear.

“Listen up everyone. I am going to bring everyone up to speed. I know that everyone knows that Lizzy has a gift of telekinesis of which she helped the amber woods pack in freeing the kidnapped pack females. Of that we owe her a debt.”

Rumbles of approval echoed around the room.
Maybe this won’t be so bad
she thought. Marcus had already asked her if he could tell the pack about her bound wolf. At first she had recoiled but after discussion with Connor they had decided it was better to let everyone know so that they had the advantage when they did finally go to Oakfield.

“Lizzy belonged to the Oakfield pack, which many of you may know due to their track record of appalling methods of pack interaction. One of those was a seer who believed Lizzy was a danger to the pack because of her gift. He convinced the alpha to have her wolf bound over five years ago”

All eyes swivelled to her and if the ground could swallow her up now she wished it would hurry the hell up. A collection of angry amber eyes looked at her, as her anxiety began to rapidly increase. Connor sensed the change and was on it immediately, knowing how important it was to keep her emotions calm. Stroking the nape of her neck he whispered in her ear.

“Its ok baby, they are just angry that your wolf was bound, they are feeling your pain, if anything they want to reassure you”

Lizzy nodded quickly, closing her eyes briefly as he continued to rub circles on her neck. The enforcers all nodded once before turning to their alpha.

“So, you are all aware of recent developments, when our beta went after Lizzy, including that Connor has taken her as a mate”

Wolf whistles and cheers erupted in the room. Connor laughed, giving a few enforcers the one finger salute.

Marcus extended his hand, gesturing for Connor to stand and continue. Lizzy immediately missed the contact as he stood to address the room.

“Ok settle down. As you know we tried to get Lizzy’s wolf back but the seer is dead. The son Oliver and I had a disagreement, as his intentions were always to mate Lizzy, to breed her so that he could harness her powers in his offspring. Believe me I won the first round”

Again the room erupted in cheers and growls.

“Anyway, Luke has been doing some research and has found the order that the seer belonged to, before he was banished for practising dark magic. Tomorrow, we are meeting with them as they believe they can release Lizzy’s wolf”

Connor looked down at Lizzy as she nibbled her bottom lip. God she had no idea how sexy she looked right now. Clearing his head of lustful thoughts he continued.

“The order, also known as the winter circle, think that Duncan the seer, bound Lizzy’s wolf for his own gain. The longer she is bound, the more powerful her telekinesis will be. We will not know more until we meet tomorrow. But I only want two head enforcers with me, they are a very private order and we do not want to put Lizzy into anymore danger. If we take the whole pack it is likely they will feel threatened. Therefore, Tristan, Luke, you are with me. I also want Michael as healer in case anything goes wrong”

He looked down at Lizzy who knew was re
ading his same train of thought.

“Second order of business. Lizzy do you want to tell them?”

For a second her head spun, shit, stand up and talk to a group of enforcers? No point imagining them all naked because she had pretty much glimpsed all of their naked forms when they shifted. Ok she eyed the candy, but a girl can look can’t she? Besides there was only one piece of candy she wanted to lick and he was standing right here. Actually, he was talking to her. Lizzy mentally shook her head at the lustful thoughts before standing up, holding her head high. Taking a deep breath she relayed the threat of Lawson and her brother being contained in the cages.

“I
have a question”

Tristan
raised his hand a little. Lizzy looked at the huge enforcer, his brown hair had been cut short, piercing golden eyes shone at her. Connor had explained that he was of the ancient line, the wolf walkers. Every member of this faction of wolves had the identifiable golden eyes, unique and rare. Lizzy nodded for him to continue.

“How do we know where he is being held or indeed if he is being held? What if this is all a ruse to get you to Oakfield under false pretences?”

“I understand what you are saying. It crossed my mind also”

She picked her bag off the floor and pulled out the linen cloth that the mercenary had gave her. Holding it out to him, she drew a deep breath in when he took it. She had doubts. What if they thought she was lying? What if she was wrong or had go this whole situation wrong? Tristan unfolded the cloth before carefully handling the lock of hair. Gently he inhaled, nodded then passed to Marcus first then the rest of the enforcers.

“The scent is very fresh, and I can confirm that is Brandon’s hair. I have no doubt that he is there, it’s just a normal day for Lawson and his sick twisted mind”

Gritting her teeth she felt a new
feeling wash over her. Justice. Luke switched on the large screen on the wall, flicking his hands over his laptop.

“These are the schematics for the Oakfield pack. I have aerial and floor plan details so everybody pay attention”