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against him harder, even though they
were both clothed.
    “Who’s teasing who now? Gods…you’re going to
make me come right here.”
    “No way, not ‘til you are inside me.”
    “Baby, if I fuck you now, I’m not going to
stop.” Jake pulled back, his breath shuddering a little. “Though, I bet you’re
a little warmer.”
    “A little,” she said with a harrumph as Jake
backed away.
    “You tempt me sorely.” He took a deep breath.
“All right, the heat’s up a few degrees. Should be better soon.”
    She pulled her coat off and nodded.
    “If you get bored or hungry, come on over to
the house. We’ll try to check back in.”
    “All right.”
    Ellie pulled back the thick comforter on the
king size bed and began pulling off her shoes, then undoing her jeans.
    “I’m going before your clothes come off. My
willpower is fading.”
    Grinning, Ellie blew him a kiss, and he
hurried outside. Ellie dragged her backpack into bed with her and pulled out
one of her textbooks. Nothing for it; she had to get some studying done while
they were on the trip from hell.
     

 
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    Kyle looked up as Jake returned to the
meeting while Matthew was grilling Taggert.
    “So you heard the Hagalaz talking to a
contact?”
    “Yes, and unfortunately, I had to either follow
the Hagalaz or his contact.”
    “You didn’t think to call anyone?”
    “It all happened fast, Matthew. Once the
Hagalaz found out I was trailing him he attacked. After the attack, I didn’t
have a cell signal. And I was, you know, fucking bleeding out from a gut wound.”
    “Yet you remembered where we lived,” Kyle
offered dryly.
    “You were the closest safe house.” Taggert
sniffed the air when Jake sat beside Kyle. “For fuck’s sake, can’t you leave
that piece of pussy alone for five minutes? Gods, she has your dicks wrapped
around her—”
    Kyle’s hands were around Taggert’s throat.
“Go ahead and finish that sentence.”
    Matthew stood up and pounded the table. “Kyle!”
He growled a warning.
    Snarling, Kyle released him. Taggert made him
see red, he was so pissed. Jake gave him a look and he tried to breathe and let
it go.
     Matthew resumed his seat. “The problem, if
everyone can focus for a goddamn minute, is the Hagalaz seem to be mobilizing
for something.”
    “Doesn’t this mean they’re weakened, that
they lost a bunch of their warriors?” Kyle asked.
    “It does, but it also means they are up to
something. They wouldn’t have offered up their own to a Faerie lord without
something significant in trade. They wouldn’t have taken the risk unless there
was a considerable reward.”
    “We should talk to the wereleopards,” Cassia
said with some frustration.
    “Cassia, I told you I don’t like it.”
    “Their shaman asked me for help. I wasn’t
able to, and then you demanded I not speak to them.”
    “The leopards have never been allies.”
    “They haven’t been enemies either, Matthew.
Not like the Hagalaz.”
    “The Hagalaz are still blood!” he cried out.
“For the love of the Mother, look at what is happening to us. We can barely
find mates. We have no children.”
    “Would you mate with a Hagalaz?” Cassia
asked, arching her eyebrow.
    Matthew’s heavy eyebrows drew together, and
Kyle was curious to hear his answer. “If it came to it, yes. We need mates, and
even across all the Uruz clanholdings, we are too closely related. Or,” and he
offered an apologetic look at Jake and Kyle, “mated to humans.”
    “Matthew, I don’t need your permission to
contact the wereleopard shaman and find out what happened. It’s my prerogative.
But I’d like for us to be in agreement. I deferred to your judgment before, but
with this knowledge about the Hagalaz, I must disagree with you, with respect.”
    Grumbling, Matthew sighed. “I concur. Make
the contact and find out what you can.” He turned to Taggert. “You get some
rest. Once you are healed up, I’m sending you up with a few of our warriors