Redemption: Montana Wolves, Book Three (Montana Wolves series 3) by Chloe Cole
Book: Redemption: Montana Wolves, Book Three (Montana Wolves series 3) by Chloe Cole
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Authors: Chloe Cole
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crush her and she was desperate to get out, far from the place she’d felt so safe in just moments before.
“I...need a little time alone.” She bent and began to tug on her yoga pants when his low voice stopped her cold.
"You can't leave the compound, Amber. I know you want to, and I understand that. But it’s not safe.”
She strode toward the door, spurred on by the threat of tears she refused to let him see. Because that mirror she’d broken wasn't the only thing shattered.
CHAPTER TEN
B illy stood, staring at the door, frozen with indecision as his world crumbled around him. In her mental and emotional state, she could very well head straight for the door. It was one thing to tell a person they were in mortal danger. It was another for them to truly understand it. If she left their borders, she would be murdered in cold blood before she made it a mile. Thing was? Even if he stayed put, one of his packmates would stop her before she even got down the walkway.
And then you won’t have to be the one forcing her to stay against her will. She wasn't going to like that one bit and, added to the crimes he'd already committed against her, would likely never forgive him.
He weighed his options and realized that it was a no brainer. As her mate, it was his job to care for her, even when she didn’t want him to. He would deal with the fallout when it came.
Filled with a grim sense of determination, he yanked on a shirt and gym pants and then stalked down the stairs after her, catching up with her at the front door and scooping her up into a fireman's hold.
"Put me down,” she demanded, her voice breaking as she wriggled and squirmed. “Put me down, god damn it.”
He tried to block out her words and focus only on the job at hand. Getting her somewhere safe until she was calm enough to realize she had to stay.
He was managing okay until her yells turned to sobs.
"I just need some air, damn it. I won’t leave the grounds. P-please, Billy."
His heart gave a squeeze, and he wanted nothing more than to set her onto her feet, pull her into his arms and beg her to forgive him, but he knew she was in no shape to hear him. Until he was sure she was calm and rational enough not to do something foolhardy, he had to assume the worst.
They’d built in the east wing when Sara was pregnant with Ryan to ensure her protection should they come under attack, and he was halfway there when he heard it. The first of the trip wires had been activated sending a low but insistent droning sound through the house. Adrenalin coursed through his body as he bit out a string of curses.
"They're here," Jax's whispered voice called up the stairs from a few yards behind him.
Amber stopped struggling and squeezed his arm.
“Put me down.” She sounded far calmer than she had, and he held his breath as he set her on her feet.
“This is not a drill, Amber,” he said solemnly, fear for her safety making his stomach roil. She swiped at her tear-streaked face and nodded.
“Got it. What do you need me to do?”
His relief was so great, his head spun with it for a second. She was hurt, but she was nobody’s fool. They would deal with the enemy at hand, and work through their issues later.
He took her elbow and led her into the great room where his packmates had all converged with the exception of the two pack elders and the children, who had left town at Liam’s insistence until the fighting had ended.
"Who's at the cameras? Do we know how many?" Billy asked.
"Maggie. She says fifteen,” Liam said.
"Maggie?" Billy turned to pin him with a questioning look.
"Yeah. She came back this morning. She's in."
It was the last piece of the puzzle. He didn't even realize it was missing until it clicked into place with an almost audible snap. It was right now. The way it should be. They were all together now and the feeling filled him with renewed determination.
They would fight their enemies as a family. And they would win. He'd never felt
“I...need a little time alone.” She bent and began to tug on her yoga pants when his low voice stopped her cold.
"You can't leave the compound, Amber. I know you want to, and I understand that. But it’s not safe.”
She strode toward the door, spurred on by the threat of tears she refused to let him see. Because that mirror she’d broken wasn't the only thing shattered.
CHAPTER TEN
B illy stood, staring at the door, frozen with indecision as his world crumbled around him. In her mental and emotional state, she could very well head straight for the door. It was one thing to tell a person they were in mortal danger. It was another for them to truly understand it. If she left their borders, she would be murdered in cold blood before she made it a mile. Thing was? Even if he stayed put, one of his packmates would stop her before she even got down the walkway.
And then you won’t have to be the one forcing her to stay against her will. She wasn't going to like that one bit and, added to the crimes he'd already committed against her, would likely never forgive him.
He weighed his options and realized that it was a no brainer. As her mate, it was his job to care for her, even when she didn’t want him to. He would deal with the fallout when it came.
Filled with a grim sense of determination, he yanked on a shirt and gym pants and then stalked down the stairs after her, catching up with her at the front door and scooping her up into a fireman's hold.
"Put me down,” she demanded, her voice breaking as she wriggled and squirmed. “Put me down, god damn it.”
He tried to block out her words and focus only on the job at hand. Getting her somewhere safe until she was calm enough to realize she had to stay.
He was managing okay until her yells turned to sobs.
"I just need some air, damn it. I won’t leave the grounds. P-please, Billy."
His heart gave a squeeze, and he wanted nothing more than to set her onto her feet, pull her into his arms and beg her to forgive him, but he knew she was in no shape to hear him. Until he was sure she was calm and rational enough not to do something foolhardy, he had to assume the worst.
They’d built in the east wing when Sara was pregnant with Ryan to ensure her protection should they come under attack, and he was halfway there when he heard it. The first of the trip wires had been activated sending a low but insistent droning sound through the house. Adrenalin coursed through his body as he bit out a string of curses.
"They're here," Jax's whispered voice called up the stairs from a few yards behind him.
Amber stopped struggling and squeezed his arm.
“Put me down.” She sounded far calmer than she had, and he held his breath as he set her on her feet.
“This is not a drill, Amber,” he said solemnly, fear for her safety making his stomach roil. She swiped at her tear-streaked face and nodded.
“Got it. What do you need me to do?”
His relief was so great, his head spun with it for a second. She was hurt, but she was nobody’s fool. They would deal with the enemy at hand, and work through their issues later.
He took her elbow and led her into the great room where his packmates had all converged with the exception of the two pack elders and the children, who had left town at Liam’s insistence until the fighting had ended.
"Who's at the cameras? Do we know how many?" Billy asked.
"Maggie. She says fifteen,” Liam said.
"Maggie?" Billy turned to pin him with a questioning look.
"Yeah. She came back this morning. She's in."
It was the last piece of the puzzle. He didn't even realize it was missing until it clicked into place with an almost audible snap. It was right now. The way it should be. They were all together now and the feeling filled him with renewed determination.
They would fight their enemies as a family. And they would win. He'd never felt
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