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Present in Death
Chapter 5
“You believe it’s a second chip?” Roarke asked Eve.
“Yeah. Roarke, I know Webster. He would never kill unless there was no alternative. Do I believe his feelings toward us are real…maybe. Maybe there’s a part of him that does think since we’ve been together you’ve put me at risk. Hell he even admitted that to you in the hospital.
“But, having said that I don’t believe Webster would willingly do anything to hurt anyone. The fact that he’s admitted to killing an innocent woman with o regret tells me that this is NOT the Don Webster we know.” Eve answered.
“Roarke, I agree with Dallas. Webster is a stickler for rules. I find it hard to believe that he would willingly do this.” Feeney sighed.
Roarke nodded. “Then what do we do?”
Whitney spoke next. “I received confirmation from Omega about Barrow. He will be transported here for further interrogation. Unfortunately, due to flight risk, it will be a week until he is brought here. The only transpo that can keep Barrow secure is down.”
When Roarke began to speak, Tibble interrupted. “Roarke, already Barrow has attempted escape. This transpo was built especially for prisoners like Barrow. It will keep him in full sedation from Omega to New York. To date you don’t have a transpo capable of this. Do you?”
Roarke let out a breath. “No. No I don’t.”
“Then we wait. It sucks but we have no choice.” Eve growled.
“Dallas, earlier you said to hold off on telling Peabody and Trueheart. Do you still feel we need to?” Whitney questioned.
Eve stood and began pacing. When Webster had called her at Central she had felt it best. Now however… “Yes. Webster following Roarke and I earlier this evening shows us Barrow’s intent. Until we confirm Barrow is still controling Webster we can’t risk media links or a public panic.”
Roarke studied Eve. He knew she was right. “She’s right. If he’s watching us, we can’t risk him seeing us tell them.”
“If he is watching, he’ll know we’re here.” Feeney pointed out.
“Yeah, but Webster, the cop, would expect that. I have to believe Webster is fighting somehow. I have to.” Eve said.
Tibble approached Eve. “Will you tell Lori and Terry? They know something’s wrong.”
“Eve, we should. If we don’t they’ll just find a way to find out anyway.” Roarke replied.
“Yeah you’re right.” Eve agreed.
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Roarke and Eve found Lori and Terry in the library. The second they walked in, Eve began explaining the situation. Roarke added that Lori and Terry had to pretend that they knew absolutly nothing.
“Oh mom.” Lori sighed as she hugged Eve.
“We’ll keep quiet. Maybe I could see what I can find at the lab. It’s possible Karen Michaels wasn’t the first.” Terry said.
Eve smiled. “Good thinking Terry. Do the search but keep it quiet. I don’t want to give him a reason to target you guys.”
“Yes Captain.” Terry nodded.
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Hours later Roarke stepped out of the shower and began drying off. Eve had turned in early, which was rare. He entered the bedroom and found her sleeping peacefully in their bed. Roarke had started several searches to try and find Webster. He would have the results in the morning. Slowly, so as not to disturb Eve, Roarke slid into the bed.
“Mmm, hi.” Eve mumbled as she moved into him.
“Hi. Sorry I woke you.” Roarke replied, kissing her temple.
Eve looked at him. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. Roarke returned the kiss as her arms pulled him closer. Her body felt soft and warm against his. He wanted her.
“Touch me Roarke.” She breathed.
“Yes Eve.” He whispered.
Eve touched back. Her hands blazed a trail of their own over his body. Like Roarke, she kept her hands light over his skin, teasing him, tracing the contours of him.
“Yes a ghra, put your hands on me.” He smiled.
“I love touching you Roarke.” She sighed.
“What do you want? Tell me.” He groaned.
When his hand cupped her and a finger slid inside her, Eve exploded. Roarke watched his wife as he continued his assault on her. He felt the wolf inside grow hungrier. He wanted her delirious with need. Need for him.
“Again my wife.”
“Roarke. Yes!”
She felt her body come alive. This was what she wanted, needed. Her husband, her mate. Driving her, pushing her higher and higher. Her hands fisted in the sheets as she crested again for him, her body begging for more.
Before her climax wore down, Roarke covered her. “I have to have you. Now.”
“Yes now. Please.” Eve begged as her arms and legs wrapped around him.
Their lips met and fused when he pierced her. With a growl, Roarke pounded into her. Eve helplessly held on as he pummled her over and over. This time when she peaked, he peaked with her.
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It was a little after five in the morning when Roarke was shoved awake by Eve. “Huh? What?”
“I…gotta…” Eve gasped before shoving herself out of his arms and ran for the bathroom.
Roarke was fully awake now and watch in alarm as she ran. He threw back the sheets when he heard her become violently ill. He reached for the door but paused. He would wait. A few moments later Eve emerged looking pale.
“Whoa.” Eve groaned.
“Are you alright?” Roarke asked moving to her.
“I don’t know. It was odd. I woke up and felt nausious.” Eve answered.
He helped her back to bed. “There is that stomach flu going around.Caro was out for two days with it.”
“Yeah, so was Baxter and Carmichael.” She nodded.
“Why don’t you work from home today? This bug only lasts two days at most.” He suggested, knowing she wouldn’t call in sick.
“I think I will.” She agreed. “I’m going to try and get another hour.”
Roarke kissed her forehead and tucked the sheet around her. “Okay darling. I have meetings back-to-back till one. Lori will be on campus today and should be home around six. I’ll see if I can’t be home by three.”
“I’m fine Roarke. I’ll call Whitney in a bit. Plus old scarecrow is here.” She smiled softly.
He chuckled. “Aye. Call me if it gets worde. Okay?”
“Okay.” She breathed as her drifted close.
Roarke stroaked her cheek then started to get ready. He hated leaving Eve when she was sick, but he also knew she’d hate it if he stayed and hovered. After grabbing a shower and dressing, he grabbed his briefcase and quietly headed downstairs. He found Summerset already awake and in the kitchen.
“The Captain still asleep?” Summerset inquired.
“She just went back to sleep. About half an hour ago she woke and became ill. Two of her cops had that somach flu as did Caro. She’s working from home today.” Roarke replied.
Summerset studied Roarke. “You’re worried about leaving her while she’s ill.”
Roarke sighed and nodded while Summerset sat a plate of eggs, bacon, toast and coffee on the counter. “I’ve only seen her sick once in the last nine years, or sick like this. You remember, she caught that bad cold two years ago.”
Summerset snorted. “She was insufferable.”
Roarke smirked. “Aye. Look, just keep an eye on her for me. She said she’d call if it gets worse. I’ll try to be home by three.”
“Don’t worry Roarke. I’ll keep an eye on her.” Summerset assured him.
“Thank you.” Roarke let out a breath of relief.
T.B.C
Chapter 5
“You believe it’s a second chip?” Roarke asked Eve.
“Yeah. Roarke, I know Webster. He would never kill unless there was no alternative. Do I believe his feelings toward us are real…maybe. Maybe there’s a part of him that does think since we’ve been together you’ve put me at risk. Hell he even admitted that to you in the hospital.
“But, having said that I don’t believe Webster would willingly do anything to hurt anyone. The fact that he’s admitted to killing an innocent woman with o regret tells me that this is NOT the Don Webster we know.” Eve answered.
“Roarke, I agree with Dallas. Webster is a stickler for rules. I find it hard to believe that he would willingly do this.” Feeney sighed.
Roarke nodded. “Then what do we do?”
Whitney spoke next. “I received confirmation from Omega about Barrow. He will be transported here for further interrogation. Unfortunately, due to flight risk, it will be a week until he is brought here. The only transpo that can keep Barrow secure is down.”
When Roarke began to speak, Tibble interrupted. “Roarke, already Barrow has attempted escape. This transpo was built especially for prisoners like Barrow. It will keep him in full sedation from Omega to New York. To date you don’t have a transpo capable of this. Do you?”
Roarke let out a breath. “No. No I don’t.”
“Then we wait. It sucks but we have no choice.” Eve growled.
“Dallas, earlier you said to hold off on telling Peabody and Trueheart. Do you still feel we need to?” Whitney questioned.
Eve stood and began pacing. When Webster had called her at Central she had felt it best. Now however… “Yes. Webster following Roarke and I earlier this evening shows us Barrow’s intent. Until we confirm Barrow is still controling Webster we can’t risk media links or a public panic.”
Roarke studied Eve. He knew she was right. “She’s right. If he’s watching us, we can’t risk him seeing us tell them.”
“If he is watching, he’ll know we’re here.” Feeney pointed out.
“Yeah, but Webster, the cop, would expect that. I have to believe Webster is fighting somehow. I have to.” Eve said.
Tibble approached Eve. “Will you tell Lori and Terry? They know something’s wrong.”
“Eve, we should. If we don’t they’ll just find a way to find out anyway.” Roarke replied.
“Yeah you’re right.” Eve agreed.
******************************************************************************
Roarke and Eve found Lori and Terry in the library. The second they walked in, Eve began explaining the situation. Roarke added that Lori and Terry had to pretend that they knew absolutly nothing.
“Oh mom.” Lori sighed as she hugged Eve.
“We’ll keep quiet. Maybe I could see what I can find at the lab. It’s possible Karen Michaels wasn’t the first.” Terry said.
Eve smiled. “Good thinking Terry. Do the search but keep it quiet. I don’t want to give him a reason to target you guys.”
“Yes Captain.” Terry nodded.
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Hours later Roarke stepped out of the shower and began drying off. Eve had turned in early, which was rare. He entered the bedroom and found her sleeping peacefully in their bed. Roarke had started several searches to try and find Webster. He would have the results in the morning. Slowly, so as not to disturb Eve, Roarke slid into the bed.
“Mmm, hi.” Eve mumbled as she moved into him.
“Hi. Sorry I woke you.” Roarke replied, kissing her temple.
Eve looked at him. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. Roarke returned the kiss as her arms pulled him closer. Her body felt soft and warm against his. He wanted her.
“Touch me Roarke.” She breathed.
“Yes Eve.” He whispered.
Eve touched back. Her hands blazed a trail of their own over his body. Like Roarke, she kept her hands light over his skin, teasing him, tracing the contours of him.
“Yes a ghra, put your hands on me.” He smiled.
“I love touching you Roarke.” She sighed.
“What do you want? Tell me.” He groaned.
When his hand cupped her and a finger slid inside her, Eve exploded. Roarke watched his wife as he continued his assault on her. He felt the wolf inside grow hungrier. He wanted her delirious with need. Need for him.
“Again my wife.”
“Roarke. Yes!”
She felt her body come alive. This was what she wanted, needed. Her husband, her mate. Driving her, pushing her higher and higher. Her hands fisted in the sheets as she crested again for him, her body begging for more.
Before her climax wore down, Roarke covered her. “I have to have you. Now.”
“Yes now. Please.” Eve begged as her arms and legs wrapped around him.
Their lips met and fused when he pierced her. With a growl, Roarke pounded into her. Eve helplessly held on as he pummled her over and over. This time when she peaked, he peaked with her.
******************************************************************************
It was a little after five in the morning when Roarke was shoved awake by Eve. “Huh? What?”
“I…gotta…” Eve gasped before shoving herself out of his arms and ran for the bathroom.
Roarke was fully awake now and watch in alarm as she ran. He threw back the sheets when he heard her become violently ill. He reached for the door but paused. He would wait. A few moments later Eve emerged looking pale.
“Whoa.” Eve groaned.
“Are you alright?” Roarke asked moving to her.
“I don’t know. It was odd. I woke up and felt nausious.” Eve answered.
He helped her back to bed. “There is that stomach flu going around.Caro was out for two days with it.”
“Yeah, so was Baxter and Carmichael.” She nodded.
“Why don’t you work from home today? This bug only lasts two days at most.” He suggested, knowing she wouldn’t call in sick.
“I think I will.” She agreed. “I’m going to try and get another hour.”
Roarke kissed her forehead and tucked the sheet around her. “Okay darling. I have meetings back-to-back till one. Lori will be on campus today and should be home around six. I’ll see if I can’t be home by three.”
“I’m fine Roarke. I’ll call Whitney in a bit. Plus old scarecrow is here.” She smiled softly.
He chuckled. “Aye. Call me if it gets worde. Okay?”
“Okay.” She breathed as her drifted close.
Roarke stroaked her cheek then started to get ready. He hated leaving Eve when she was sick, but he also knew she’d hate it if he stayed and hovered. After grabbing a shower and dressing, he grabbed his briefcase and quietly headed downstairs. He found Summerset already awake and in the kitchen.
“The Captain still asleep?” Summerset inquired.
“She just went back to sleep. About half an hour ago she woke and became ill. Two of her cops had that somach flu as did Caro. She’s working from home today.” Roarke replied.
Summerset studied Roarke. “You’re worried about leaving her while she’s ill.”
Roarke sighed and nodded while Summerset sat a plate of eggs, bacon, toast and coffee on the counter. “I’ve only seen her sick once in the last nine years, or sick like this. You remember, she caught that bad cold two years ago.”
Summerset snorted. “She was insufferable.”
Roarke smirked. “Aye. Look, just keep an eye on her for me. She said she’d call if it gets worse. I’ll try to be home by three.”
“Don’t worry Roarke. I’ll keep an eye on her.” Summerset assured him.
“Thank you.” Roarke let out a breath of relief.
T.B.C
