Keegan POV:
I headed downstairs from the gym. I had been working out non-stop to help release some of the pent-up frustration. Vianne was certainly not making things easy for me, though it hadn’t seemed intentional. It was mainly my over-active imagination and lustful thoughts.
It hadn’t taken much to get me worked up again. Clement and Dennis had left about ten minutes after Claire’s secret promise to Clement. Vianne and I had made a simple lunch.
Shortly after eating, Claire had fallen asleep on the couch and Vianne had asked me to take her to her room.
After putting Claire down for her nap, I’d gone to check on Vianne. The bathroom door was slightly open. I had knocked on it so that I could offer her my laptop again when I heard a soft voice singing from beyond the door.
Curiosity got the best of me and I peered inside. There she was, standing near the shower. She had left the bathroom door wide open, hot steam billowin
Keegan POV:The rest of the day passed by slowly and I spent the afternoon completely avoiding the woman that called to me like no one had before her. An hour after the incident in the office, she knocked on the door, letting me know that dinner was ready. When I had made my way to it, she was already gone. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration for the remainder of the day. Dinner was mostly in silence. Vianne only spoke when someone asked a question, though she was more lively when she spoke to Claire. Me, however, she answered in one or two words. I hated it but knew that it was for the best. How many times did I have to tell myself before I truly believed it?Claire kept looking between us and sighed, no doubt sensing the tension. After dinner, Vianne and I sat down with her daughter. We discussed all the rules and things she could tell her friends she made while at school. We had her repeat everything back to us until she got the sto
Keegan POV:I cursed the bastard that hurt her internally, slipping Claire under the covers. Vianne had remained downstairs to clean up our movie night mess and would come up to tuck her daughter in when she was done. As I turned on Claire’s night light, I found her wide awake, watching me closely. Her bottom lip trembled as her long lashes captured the tears in her eyes. “What is it, Claire?”“It’s starting again,” she whispered. “What is?”“You and Mommy act like her and daddy used to.” That had me shaking my head and I knelt beside her bed. “No, Claire,” I said hoarsely. A lump was stuck in my throat. “No way. It’s not like that at all. I will never hurt your mother. Ever.”“But you’re not talking to her.”I sighed and brushed a wayward curl from her face. There was no simple way to explain to her why things were th
[WARNING: The second half of this chapter contains smut. Read at your own risk.] Keegan POV: The conversation ended there. We arrived and there was a delivery truck parked near my porch. Vianne and I met up at the door as the delivery guy unloaded box after box. She seemed excited, looking at some labels as I signed. “I didn’t know everything would arrive so early, I was expecting most of it tomorrow.” There were boxes with animals drawn on them and others were plainly labeled. The delivery man handed me one last box. It had no distinguishing features. Instantly, I recalled her shopping list. The more I thought about it, the surer I was that it was her toy. I thought that some of the list were not real but apparently not. Vianne took the box that I literally gripped in my hands. I grumbled, helping her with the rest of the deliveries. I put everything in the hallway that led to our bedrooms. I left Vianne on her own devices and headed for the gym. The punching bag’s chain ratt
[WARNING: The first part of the chapter has explicit sexual content. Read at your own risk.] Keegan POV: I was on my back with a simple shift of her hips. It took me by surprise. “Vianne,” I grunted. She remained laying on my chest for a few moments to catch her breath before her hips started to roll gently. The feel of her nipples grazing my chest sent a jolt of lust through my blood. I groaned deeply, grasping her thighs where they met her hips and helping her move. I growled as I lifted myself up, hitting deep within her body. “Oh god… Keegan,” she moaned, pulling herself up. Her hands were on mine as she moved above me. I was groaning and grunting at the pace she set, riding me harder than I thought she was capable of. I enjoyed every second of it. I watched as she threw her head back. Her mouth parted slightly, a thin sheen of sweat coating her skin. I took one of her hands and led it between her thighs. We both circled around, barely skimming the wet skin, causing her to
Keegan POV:I noticed Vianne bend over the back seat so that her fitted jeans slid down, giving me a perfect look at her exposed skin. I looked away from her and towards Claire to diffuse my thoughts. Claire pursed her lips as I opened Vianne’s door. I waited for her to climb in and closed the door behind her. The drizzle descended from the sky as I jogged over to the other side. I could see the mother and daughter having an intense conversation inside the car. I smiled and tried to shake off the sudden warmth in my chest.Having a family was something I had always wanted, but since I entered Clement’s world, it had been put to the back of my mind. What scared me at the moment was that when I looked at Vianne and Claire, I could see the benefits of having someone to share my life with. The kind of life my parents lived for so long. They loved each other dearly, I could see it every single day. But my father was a strict alpha, concer
Keegan POV:We agreed that it was best to keep a close eye on Brant. We had to stay a step ahead of him. Clement was going to send two of his best trackers to Darwin. If anyone could find dirt on Brant and his family, it would be the tracker wolves in Clement’s pack. Somehow, his tracking skills had taken on a technological side, making one of the good with computers and numbers and the other to physically follow people and through new detective methods. They were invaluable assets to the pack. Unfortunately, Clement decided to send members of the pack to babysit Claire while she was at school and both his girls were at the house until we were sure Wilson wouldn’t divulge information to Brant. Though he had originally contacted outside people for Claire’s protection, Clement decided that pack members whose future Luna’s life was at stake would be the best to handle the situation.They were sentinels, watchers, and also protectors. Though
Keegan POV:I watched as they chose a pen for Claire to write. Apparently, Claire was particular about such things. “Keegan, you don’t have to watch us,” Vianne said quietly, while still helping her daughter. “It’s fine,” I responded just as quietly. “I find it fascinating to watch you two.” They smiled at me and turned their attention back to the notebook. Vianne had some kind of pencil as she wrote something on the corner of the page. It pained me to see her hide her wince as her thumb twitched several times. Thankfully, the little girl was too busy taking in the view from the window. I left them to their own device after a few minutes and shed my boxer to shift. I ran into the treeline and made two rounds around the house before I noticed Vianne walking into the trees, still in her bikini set. She quickly discarded the clothes and shifted. She trotted in deeper and finally joined me towards the thicker area.
Keegan POV:Jarred laughed and patted my back. “Damn, Cox. Where did you find this one?”“Laugh it up.” I rolled my eyes. “Should we get down to business?”Vianne turned toward Jarred. “As you can see, the mere idea of no sex makes him irritable.”She was right because now that I had her, there was no way I would be able to stop. Vianne, Jarred, and I discussed how best to work out the arrangements. Vianne and I would both drop off and pick up Claire from school. When I was called away for something, Jarred would send someone else to drive them where they needed to go.We were going to set up a dinner a few days later with the other immediate members of the pack on protection duty. They could meet Claire then since Vianne indicated that her daughter was feeling overwhelmed. Most of the time, we would not see them, except when they checked in with me or when we needed to discuss travel arrangem