Brotherhood Protectors_Montana Moon by Silver James

Author:Silver James [James, Silver]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2018-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Tait floated on the edge of consciousness, his brain slowly filling in memories. His nose assured him that Lauren was safely tucked against his naked body. His dick was plenty happy about that too, but for the fact she was dressed. They should do something about that, he and his dick. Other smells intruded—Wolves, women, stale beer and cigarette smoke, sex. Lauren stirred, her curvy little ass pressing against his ass. He carefully rolled over, cognizant of the knitting bones, muscles and skin just below his heart. A lung shot was bad, but survivable. Besides, his dick wanted to snuggle up to their mate.

He concentrated. Bad enough his wolf had a tendency to get involved but now his damn dick was anthropomorphizing into a sentient entity? Jeez. What a mind fuck. That rent-a-doc must have given him some crazy-ass drugs. His thoughts were interrupted when Lauren squiggled back against him, her sweet cheeks cradling his morning wood.

The scent of pine and gasoline wafted in a moment before the door cracked open. A Nightrider—the Wolf called Totem—leaned in. Their eyes met. Totem nodded, closed the door behind him. Tait clicked onto the fact he’d also caught a noise before the door opened—the sound of a key in a lock. They’d been locked in for the duration. He listened hard but there was no corresponding sound. The door remained unlocked now. That meant Totem wanted to talk. Away from Lauren.

Tait carefully disengaged from her, his entire being protesting—body because muscles pulled and hurt like a sonavabitch, wolf because it didn’t want to leave their mate, and man because…well, the same reason as his wolf. Still, the Nightriders had done him a solid, and if there was a situation, better to face it head on. He found a pair of jeans tossed across the back of a chair and sniffed them. Clean. He pulled them on and stuffed his raging hard-on behind the zipper. He slipped through the door, blinking for a moment in the brighter light of the hallway.

The scar on his chest was a ragged, red slash from sternum to his side. Shit. That meant the bullet had lodged inside. The doctor had to dig around for it because foreign objects and shifter healing abilities didn’t mix. Totem awaited him at the end of the hall, leaning against the entrance to the wider, clubhouse space.

“I’m surprised to see you on your feet,” the Nightrider said without preamble.

“I’m surprised you managed to call my wolf so many times.”

The other man tossed him a sardonic grin. “If you hadn’t been mostly unconscious, I probably couldn’t have. You’re a damn strong alpha.”

Tait shrugged. “Still, I owe you.”

“You know what that means, right?”

“Yeah, I know. Whatever you need, man.”

“I’ll put your name in the book. We have another situation at the moment. Seems you have a friend. A civilian.”

He had to ponder that. Civilian to a former SEAL meant something totally different to an outlaw biker. His brain finally ground into the correct gear. Technically, to the Nightriders, he was a civilian because he wasn’t a member of their tribe.

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