Sealed with Valor (Called To Protect #6) Read Online Laura Scott

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: Called To Protect Series by Laura Scott

Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)

Risking their hearts and their lives while protecting the innocent . . .
Pregnant and on the run!

Nico Ramirez has been searching for his teammate’s younger sister, Ava Rampart, for months. When he finally finds her, he’s stunned to discover she’s eight months pregnant. Her baby raises the stakes, and Nico knows he must protect them both from Simon, the man ruthlessly hunting Ava. When he realizes Simon has kidnapped Ava from the hospital, he needs the entire SEAL team to get her back.
Ava is hiding a terrible secret, one that has kept her running from Simon and from the police. She’s grateful for Nico’s determination to keep her safe, but when she suffers pregnancy complications, there is more than Simon to worry about. If she’s not careful, her baby could be born prematurely and may not survive. Resting while on the run proves impossible. Ava places her faith in God and in Nico. She doesn’t doubt Nico’s ability to protect her, but she may have underestimated the threat he poses to her heart.


Chapter One

Former Navy SEAL Nico Ramirez lay stretched out on a hill overlooking a dilapidated apartment building with his Doberman, Zulu, beside him. This was his first solid lead in the almost eight months he’d been trying to find his swim buddy’s younger sister, Ava. Jaydon Rampart hadn’t survived their last mission. The rest of their SEAL team had all suffered injuries, some worse than others. He’d been one of the more fortunate ones; he’d only been sidelined for ten weeks after having his ruptured Achilles tendon repaired. Losing Jaydon had been tough, but discovering Ava was missing had been worse. He’d felt as if he’d failed his buddy all over again.

At first, he’d thought she’d simply needed time and space to grieve her brother. He’d been healing from his own surgery too. But after one week became two, the warning bells in the back of his mind had gone off.

She was gone. Had quit her job and disappeared.

He’d followed one lead after another. He’d discovered Ava had spent time at a Los Angeles battered women’s shelter back in March, but then she had vanished without telling anyone where she was going. Her boyfriend, Simon Marks, a.k.a. Simon Normandy, was the one who’d caused her to seek shelter in the first place according to Charlotte Cambridge, now Charlotte Tyson, who ran the shelter. Knowing about the abuse had made him even more determined to find her.

But every clue he’d followed up on had led to a dead end. He was beyond frustrated, yet he had refused to give up.

Would never give up. Not until he’d found her.

Finally, after what seemed like eons, Ava’s friend Jill had heard from her. From what Jill had explained, Ava had been crying, saying something about needing to hear a friendly voice. Jill had tried to soothe Ava, assuring her that everything would be okay. But when Jill had pressed for details as to where she was, Ava had quickly said she had to go and disconnected from the call.

It had taken Nico several days and calling in a big favor from Bryce Flynn, one of his cop buddies who was a retired Navy SEAL turned K9 officer, to trace Ava’s call. Which had led him here to San Bernardino, California.

And to this sketchy-looking apartment building.

He peered again through the binoculars. He’d been hoping to catch a glimpse of Ava going in or coming out of the building, but so far, he hadn’t seen her. Or anyone who looks like her. He was certain Ava had changed her appearance in the months she’d been gone. But she couldn’t change her skin color, and most of the people going in and out of the building had either been heavily tattooed white men or people of color.

The sun dipped low on the horizon as the hour headed toward seven o’clock in the evening. Mid-September meant the days were already growing short. Nico had been here for several hours, leaving only to take care of his K9 partner, Zulu, and the occasional bathroom break.

Zulu was a high-energy Doberman he’d gotten back when he and the other guys had met with Lillian, the woman who rescued dogs and helped train them for injured military vets. Mason Gray, their senior chief, had arranged for every one of them to get a dog. Lillian had been happy to accommodate them. The moment he’d set eyes on the female Doberman, Nico had known she was for him. Zulu had been an amazing partner and was extremely protective.

He watched for a few more minutes and was about to lower his binoculars to give Zulu a break when he froze. A woman crossed the street, walking toward the apartment building. She’d come from the same direction he was facing, so he could only see her from the back, but she was white with short and curly blond hair. She wore a casual yellow sundress and sandals in deference to the heat.