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  “They went to Dane’s town. They’re scoping out the surroundings.” Frank growled.

  “Looks like I get to visit my little brother and hunt at the same time. Thanks Frank. Oh, and send up a bottle of champagne to my room. It seems Lance’s found his mate.”

  Remi sat down and laced his boots when Ike brought him his knives. Remi never carried guns, he didn’t need to—his claws, power, and knives were all he needed.

  “Ike, grab Pete and have him meet us at Dane’s. We’re going hunting for blood.”

  Chapter Three

  The cold wind blew all around him and his men as they looked down at the pack of cabins surrounding Dane’s pack house. After a 30-minute run, he was ready to destroy the threat that would seem to be going after his mate, not his brother’s Pierre’s.

  Her dark red hair and her scent brought to him by the wind had Remi’s wolf howling to escape and stake claim to what was his. But he held back, knowing this was a very tricky situation.

  One, he didn’t want to hurt his youngest brother, and two, he knew for a fact that this woman had already formed a bond with Pierre. At war with himself, Remi turned his attention to his brother who now shifted and moved out of the main house with his men, searching for this man that had been in his bar.

  “Follow him Pete, make sure my brother is safe,” Remi ordered. “Something is wrong this night,” Remi shifted and made his way down the hill, needing to speak with Dane. If anyone knew how to approach this topic, it would be him.

  Always a protector of his family, the thought of hurting Pierre and Jaycee created a knot in his stomach. And his senses were off, which was another problem itself. If his mind and body were off, the danger to him and others grew.

  With Dane’s men on high alert, they nodded to him as they ran past him and Ike giving Remi the respect he deserved, but continuing on to do their duty.

  A howl broke the silence, and he stopped. Pain in his stomach had Remi looking down, but there was nothing.

  “It looks like I’m not as good as you, big brother. I’ve always tried to make you proud of me. Tell Mom and Dad I love them. And Remi, take care of Jaycee. She’s hurt inside and out.” Pierre told him through their private mental connection.

  “Don’t you dare leave me,” Remi ordered, moving towards his brother at full speed, knowing his little brother didn’t have long for this world. His gut ripped out like he was a deer that had been hunted and gutted.

  “I love you big brother,” Pierre whispered and the connection was gone.

  Remi stumbled and fell to his knees. Her scream filled the air as howls of his wolves rent the air at his death.

  * * *

  “Pierre get your ass over here,”

  Remi groaned and chased his little brother through the family tree lot. His little brother, age six, loved to run around the trees teasing his sisters, but today something was off, or someone was watching them.

  “Now, Pierre!” he growled and nipped his younger brother’s butt. “To the house, all of you.” He ordered and at once Pierre recognized the danger around them, helping them get his younger sisters back to their home.

  “I’m sorry Remi. I don’t think I’ll ever be as good as you,” Pierre had said, sighing as they all ran towards their house.

  “You’ll get there, Pierre, but you must remember even while playing, you must be at full attention when you are out in the open, just as our father has taught us,” Remi tried to explain, not to harp on his mistake, teaching his brother the ways of the pack and being a warrior as Pierre like to call them.

  Their father and six of his guards rushed to meet them as they crossed over onto their property.

  “I’m sorry Daddy,” Pierre had said to his father.

  * * *

  The same words he said to him as he died.

  Tears rolled down his muzzle as Remi lifted his head and howled, the promise of vengeance in his call. Bones popped and muscles stretched as he shifted from wolf to beast. His eyes would be dead red, and his claws long as Remi sniffed the air, moving once more towards his brother, searching for the scent of the man that had taken part of his family from him. His little brother, his Pierre, gone.

  * * *

  Twenty Years Earlier

  “Remi, what is it?” his father, Trent LeBlathe, asked his oldest son as he stood on the cliff looking down at their town below.

  “Something is coming and it will change all of this,” Remi told his father. “I know you won’t believe me, but I feel it inside. So many will die and our lives will change. How can I act as if there is nothing wrong when I see the little changes?” he asked his father.

  His father wrapped his arm around him, staring down at the town. “It’s called growing up. You’re an adult now. You have been given many extra gifts which is unusual for our kind, maybe this is because of this change. Remember nature has a way of balancing out. Maybe you are one of the tools she plans to use later on, but I too have seen the changes going on and you are right to be worried.” His father sighed, hearing Pierre in the background yelling at his sister. “I worry about him the most.” His father said, looking over his shoulder.

  His father snorted. “Even you can’t control your brother’s destiny, Remi. We all have a set path we must go on, but the little diversions are up to us as to how we handle them. Remember, life is precious. Never take it for granted, or those you love.” His father told him once more before squeezing his shoulder and moving to play with his brother and sister.

  He glanced over and watched Pierre playing with their little sister. “He has come a long way. I’m working with him daily. He’ll be fine Father, I promise,” Remi said.

  Remi only hopped he was as strong as his father, the alpha of his pack. Even in the time of sorrow, his father had stood strong, like now, knowing he would have to bury his own father, Remi’s grandfather, this night.

  With one more glance at the land around them, Remi sighed and turned to join his family, knowing his life was uncertain. But he hoped he would have someone at his side as strong as his mother was. He saw her standing off to the side watching everyone play.

  Her head lifted and she turned her attention to him. “You will find the right one, my son. Just remember we all have flaws.” She sent him, surrounding him with her love as she always did, knowing he needed that extra bit.

  * * *

  Now that Remi knew who his mate was, he just hoped that she would accept him under these horrible circumstances. With his pack, a male could not have children with a woman he was not mated to, so if she refused him, his line would not go on.

  And his heart would be broken.

  Coming in February, 2017

  Escaped

  Book One of Running in Fear

  Chapter One

  Dane Glassgo stood in all his glory, scanning the surrounding area for any threat to his mate. His thick black fur blew in the cold wind. The alpha in him never let his gaze travel far from the small cabin in the valley. All of his thoughts lingered on the woman inside. Tonight, he would claim her. Impatience had marked each day of the past eight weeks, but finally the time had come. She was now in his domain, and he wouldn’t let her leave.

  It was funny now thinking back that a chance visit to his little sister, Shelly, had yielded this all-consuming obsession. From the first moment, her scent of roses and cream had wafted toward him, the wolf inside him had clawed to escape. It was more than just her natural perfume that excited him. Her pheromones drove him to the brink of madness. And yet he hadn’t even seen her face to face. The mere vestiges of her scent were enough for him to know this was the woman who would be his mate.

  He'd tried to forget about it and take other females afterwards, but that hadn’t worked. Every time an opportunity to couple with another female presented itself, his stomach flipped in rebellion. Even Blair, his live-in play toy of the past several years, had lost her appeal. Dane finally understood that this female was his and only his.

  He still cou
ldn’t believe she was finally here, alive and well.

  * * *

  “This damned well better be an emergency or I swear I will tear this person apart!”

  Dane growled as he rolled over and answered the phone. “What?”

  “Dane.” his little sister Shelly whispered into the phone.

  Suddenly wide awake, Dane threw his feet over the bed, and his hand gripped the phone tightly. “What’s happened, Shelly? Is Jaycee okay?”

  The sound of a doctor’s page in the background could be heard. “Shelly, who is in the hospital?” Dane growled. His hand began to cover itself in black fur, and his face started to transform.

  “Jaycee. He beat her up, Dane. Oh my God, you should see her! I can’t even recognize her face! They don’t know if she’ll make it, Dane. There are machines everywhere, and they’re taking her down for surgery now.” Shelly sobbed into the phone.

  “I’ll be there in one hour!” He dropped the receiver, grabbed his clothes, and dashed for the bedroom door. Dane tried to push the beast back, but it threatened to take hold of him any moment.

  An hour later, the door whooshed opened as Dane entered the hospital, his family right behind him. Both his parents and his brother had insisted they drive him, knowing he would destroy his own car trying to get here. Dane scanned the hallway, and people skirted away from him as he made his way to the elevator.

  “Dane, you need to stop. You’re scaring everyone in this place.” His mother tried to grab onto his hand, but he wouldn’t have it. He pushed the elevator button and looked down at her. “I’m going to kill him, mother. If that piece of shit ever gets out of jail, he will be dinner.” His teeth started to change, but he pushed his beast back again as the elevator door opened and people walked around him to get out of his way.

  “Dane, calm down. Your eyes are red,” his father ordered as he stepped into the elevator next to Mark, his younger brother.

  Dane closed his eyes, pulling the beast further back inside. He finally opened them when the elevator hit the fifth floor: The Intensive Care Unit, The ICU. The door slowly opened, and, waiting near the nurse’s desk, he saw his sister, her eyes swollen from crying. She ran into his arms.

  “She just came out of surgery. They had to put two pins in each of her legs, her jaw is wired shut and you can’t see her eyes. He broke each eye socket. The doctors said it’s a waiting game now. If she lasts the night and doesn’t contract pneumonia, she’ll survive.”

  Machines beeped as he stepped into Jaycee’s room. Her scent mingled with the stench of alcohol and blood. As he approached the bed, Dane reeled. Her face was covered in bandages, and her legs were strapped into temporary casts. A police officer who’d been sitting in her room glanced up at him.

  Shelly nodded to him. “Officer Charles, this is my brother, Dane. He’s the one I told you about.”

  Dane recognized the officer as one of his own. The man stood and sniffed the air, then lowered his head in respect. “I’ll leave you, but if you need anything, Alpha, please don’t hesitate to ask. I should tell you the bastard that did this is now sitting in jail, but we have no idea where his goons are. She’ll have 24-hour protection until she is released.”

  Dane studied the man, then nodded, “Thank you. I’ll stay here until she awakens. I’ll also have others from my team watching her. I’d appreciate any updates afterwards. I don’t want her to know I was here.” As he moved further into the room, claws sprouted out of his hands, fur broke through his skin and his muzzle started to grow. “I have to leave for a moment. Stay with her!” he ordered and dashed out of the room, heading straight for the stairs as his beast roared to escape.

  The exit sign was only a few feet away. The park… he had to get to the park. Glancing around outside, he could see the entrance to the park. His feet ripped out of his tennis shoes, and his jeans tore at the seams as he entered the dark park. Dane stopped and tore off the rest of his clothes. The beast broke free, and the howl that had been bursting to come out finally rent through the night air, stilling every animal around. Tears fell, soaking his fur.

  Suddenly he felt his mother’s gentle hands stroking him. “I don’t know why humans do this to each other, Dane. We will all have to be strong for her and stand beside her now. Just know that Shelly, your father and I will be with her non-stop until she is released and comes to the cabins. Now come, be with her while you can.” His Mom rose and held out new clothes and shoes for him. The beast retreated, but kept a silent vow of death.

  * * *

  Dane’s heart surged with a sense of protectiveness as the memory faded. He shook his head and glanced down at the cabin once more. He couldn’t believe the anger that had triggered such an uncontrollable period in his life. He’d never been able to completely control his beast, but on that day in the hospital, nothing could stop him from changing. The strength it took for him to control himself and wait for the right time to avenge his mate’s pain and suffering had amazed even his parents.

  Standing behind the scenes, he had made sure she wanted for nothing while she recuperated at the family’s cabin. He’d protected her from her so-called husband and made sure he didn’t get out of jail, until now.

  Heavy flakes of snow blew across his field of vision. He shook his head and waited for his sister’s appearance in the window. That would be the signal that she’d told Jaycee about their family. He would take care of everything from there. The time was close, his cock grew hard, waiting for its new home in her wet folds. His sensitive ears picked up the conversation that had suddenly turned to yelling. He whipped his head around again to the cabin and saw his sister in the window.

  Dane’s howl carried to the lodge by the winds; as he made his way down to the cabin, as the wolf in him stalked its mate.

  * * *

  About the Author

  Trinity Blacio is the bestselling romance writer of such paranormal erotic romance series as Masters of the Cats and Running in Fear, as well as a number of dark fantasy, erotic romance, erotic horror and ménage titles. She is a PAN member of the Ohio chapter of Romance Writers of America and is the bestselling author of a paranormal stepbrothers series that has made her an All Romance eBooks and Siren bestselling author. She is the mother of two children and lives in Elyria, Ohio.

  Other Riverdale Avenue Books By Trinity Blacio

  The Stepbrothers Series

  Her Stepbrothers’ Demands

  Her Stepbrothers are Aliens

  Her Stepbrothers are Demons

  Her Stepbrothers are Blood Suckers

  Her Stepbrothers are Dragons

  Her Stepbrothers are Saber Tooth Tigers

  Book Five of The Masters of the Cats Series

  Her Stepbrothers are Werewolves

  The Virgin Witch and the Vampire King

  The Virgin Witch and the Vampire King

  Book One: Wedding Bells Times Four

  The Virgin Witch and the Vampire King

  Book Two: Training a Wife

  Masters of the Cats: Collaring the Saber-Tooth, Book One

  Masters the Cats: Dee’s Hard Limits, Book Two

  Masters of the Cats: Caging the Bengal Tiger, Book Three

  A Christmas Tail: Book Four of the Masters of the Cats Series

  The Empress’ Rapture

  Three in a Bed

  A Collection of Ménage Novellas by Joy Daniels, Louisa Bacio and Trinity Blacio

  Surrender Your Independence

  Red Satin Lips: Book One of The Surrender Series

  Jeanne-Claude and Eugene’s Magic Lamp

  Books One: I Dream of Jinns

  Hot for Winter: A Christmas Ménage

  Embracing the Winds

  Stoned Love

  The Naughty Angel and Her Three Very Wise men

  Book in The Naughty Series

  Naughty Mommy and Santa’s Helpers

  Book Two of the Naughty Series

  The Naughty Stepbrothers

  Book Three of The Naughty Series

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  Possession of the Soul: Book One of The Fantasy is Alive Series

  Secrets Unwrapped: Sugar Daddies

  I Left My Heart in Sin City