“Mom.” Skye sighed. “Is that even safe right now?”
“She’s safe,” I assured Skye. “The borders are miles away and locked down tight, and there’s plenty of guards in the woods between here and town.”
Now that Brooks Ridge was with us, we had ample guards to make sure everyone inside the Blackwater pack territory was safe.
“It’s fine,” Addie replied firmly. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Skye moved away from me and hugged Addie. “Promise you’ll call if you need me.”
Addie released her with a smile, smoothing a hand down Skye’s dark hair. “I will. Don’t worry about me.” She turned and headed for the treeline.
“What now?” Skye asked softly, looking around.
I glanced around at my friends. My family.
“Now we hug you again,” Larkin declared with a beaming smile, pulling Skye into a crushing hug. It only took a second for Katy to join them.
After a pause, Rhodes shrugged and wrapped his arms around all three of them.
I started to laugh.
“You know you want in on this,” Katy teased from over Larkin’s shoulder.
“You all have five seconds before I’m taking Skye back,” I warned them instead. My wolf was less than pleased with anyone except us touching Skye.
Four and a half seconds later, they let Skye go. She was back at my side, my arm wrapped possessively around her shoulders, at the five second mark.
“Is there anything we need to know right now?” I looked at her.
“Yeah,” she replied seriously, but turned away from me and looked at Katy.
“I know where Maren is.”
Katy gasped and stepped back into Dante as he, Ryder, and Tate joined us.
“Are you serious?” Ryder demanded. “You found her?”
Skye nodded. “There’s a facility in New York she’s being held at.”
Katy’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of facility?”
“The kind Damien is using to hold women and girls he plans to auction off,” Tate replied woodenly, leaning against Ryder.
“Auction off?” Rhodes practically choked on the words, horror etched on his features.
“They’re not being hurt,” Skye added, still looking unhappy. “But Damien has been keeping women and girls there. Linden told us about it.”
“You don’t think he’s lying?” I rubbed my jaw.
She shook her head. “No. And Elias confirmed it.”
“We need to go get them,” Katy said, her eyes flashing.
“We will,” I promised her.
“The only way we’ll get to them is to beat Damien,” Skye said. “It’s too guarded and too deep into Norwood territory to get to it on our own.”
“Okay,” I said slowly. “Tomorrow we’ll start making a plan. We’ll figure this out.”
Katy nodded, but huffed a little. “Okay.”
“You guys head back to the house,” I told them. “We’ll catch up with you tomorrow.”
“We will?” Surprise lit Skye’s face as she turned to me.
“We will,” I repeated firmly, almost daring her to challenge me.
Her gaze heated, and her tongue darted out, wetting her lips. It was all I could do not to throw her over my shoulder then and there.
Rhodes snickered as he led the others off. “You two kids have fun.”
“Don’t do anything we wouldn’t do,” Katy sing-songed as she walked away.
I had no idea what they would or wouldn’t be doing, and I didn’t really care.
The only thing that mattered was the girl in front of me.
35
Skye
“The cabin?” I remarked quietly as we walked through the woods. The moon was full, hanging swollen in the dark sky and illuminating the trail from the Alpha house to the cabin with silvery light.
Remy pulled me to a stop as it appeared in front of us. “I just needed time alone with you. I …” He closed his eyes as he trailed off, his features tight.
I traced his jawline. “I get it. I just want to be with you, too.”
He leaned into my touch, nipping the tip of my finger when it got close to his full lips. “We’ll meet up with everyone else tomorrow. Tonight is just us.”
I bit my lower lip. “I love the sound of that.”
Heat flared in his eyes, turning his gaze molten as he led me forward and opened the front door of the cabin.
I looked around as I stepped inside, my mind remembering the last time we had been here together.
It felt like a lifetime ago. So much had changed since then.
The door closed with a soft snick behind me. My eyes met Remy’s and for a second, neither of us moved. We barely breathed.
Like some sort of bell had gone off, we reached for each other at the same time. His mouth crashed against mine, demanding control. My mouth opened and he slid inside, dominating and owning the kiss while his tongue tangled against mine and he pressed me against the wall hard enough to rattle the picture hanging.
I lost track of time as I sank into the kiss. Until my lungs were starved of oxygen. I pulled away, my head falling back against the wall as I sucked in a greedy lungful of air.
His mouth latched into the claiming mark on my neck, his teeth dragging across it for a second that felt more erotic than my body could stand. I whimpered as my knees shook.
A full body shudder rippled down my spine as his hands drifted over my ribs, around the swells of my breasts, and hooked his fingers into the collar of my shirt.
Which he promptly ripped into two pieces.
I blinked, stunned as the fabric tore effortlessly under his strength. He met my gaze and what I saw reflected in his eyes stole my breath while my shirt pooled at my feet.
“That was really freaking hot,” I admitted, still breathless and dizzy.
The corner of his mouth hooked up in a devastating half-smile that made my toes curl. One that promised so much more than I could even start to guess, but couldn’t wait to explore.
A second later, his mouth fused to mine once more. One hand palmed my breast, teasing me over the lace cup of my bra. The other hand snaked around my back, pulling me closer still as his thigh worked between mine, pressing against me until it hit a spot in my center that had me seeing sparkles.
I moaned at the contact, my hips writhing as I sought out that friction again.
His teeth nipped at my lower lip, tugging it until it released with a pop of satisfaction.
“Rem,” I gasped, my skin on fire as his hand moved from my back to my front, tracing the edge of my jeans. My stomach quivered with anticipation as his knuckles grazed the exposed skin below my belly button.
A second later his hand moved to my back again, easily undoing the clasp of my bra. He yanked it away, tossing it onto the floor with a growl before his head dipped, capturing my nipple between his lips and sucking it into the wet heat of his mouth.
At some point my hands fisted in his hair, tangling in the soft strands and yanking while his mouth teased and tortured relentlessly. His mouth alternated between peaks, giving each breast equal attention. Whatever his mouth wasn’t devouring, his fingers were exploring.
My pulse beat frantically as I struggled to keep breathing and stay upright.