Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
It was like her mother said.
Vodka reshayet vse problemy.
Then she remembered how worried he’d been. Because the kiss hadn’t been good. He’d known. Deep down, his soul had known the woman he was kissing wasn’t his.
His mate. They were like fated mates in a werewolf story. Ben would be such a hot werewolf. He would look amazingly sexy with his clothes ripped off and his pure predator form unleashed. And he would know his mate.
Tash turned, her face paler than before. “I was lying about Zach. I had to get you out of there because I couldn’t tell you that Kala’s been taken. The shrink the Agency sent was working for Huisman. He’s got Kala and Devi.”
Well, that made all thoughts of Ben Parker as a hot werewolf flee. “What the hell? She was at The Hideout and Devi has a bodyguard. Fuck. Tell me Landon’s okay. Is he dead? Does Dad know?”
Tasha took her hand. “Landon’s fine. Devi got away from him. She intentionally snuck away, and Dr. Gallagher caught her and used her to get Kala to give herself up. She shot Aunt Eve.”
Tears filled Kenzie’s eyes, but she felt resolve harden inside her.
It was time. Time to take down Huisman and finish this, and then she could go after her man.
She followed her sister, ready for battle.
Chapter Four
Nepal
Four weeks later
Kenzie stepped into the hallway that—according to the reports she’d studied—led to Dr. Huisman’s personal office. The one she now had the code to because while Huisman was super evil and wanted to blow up the world, it wasn’t like the dude was picking up after himself. And surprise, he also didn’t pay well which is why that keycard was in her pocket.
“Did you find it?” Lou was in her ear. She was in a safe spot working to try to gain control of this mountain base of Huisman’s.
And Ben was here.
It seemed like forever since the last time she saw him. Last time she’d kissed him and sat on his lap and made the decision to be with him even if it was only once.
That night she’d flown to Virginia and with the help of Zach, they’d managed to save Kala and Devi. Well, Zach had sort of, kind of kidnapped Devi. That girl was racking up points on her bingo card. Kidnapped three times now, if one counted the Zach encounter. Which Kenzie didn’t because according to Kala, their cousin had been playing some serious kinky games with Zach in a barn.
Not how she would have gone, but good for Devi.
“It’s ahead of me. It looks like the outer door is already open,” she replied.
“Comms are in and out,” Lou said, her voice crackling a bit over the connection. “Be careful. I’m looking at this system, and I think he’s got traps everywhere. I’m worried, Kenz.”
“I’ll be fine. I’ll get the key to Ben and circle back to help find Devi.” She moved down the hall, the sounds of gunfire in the distance. “I take it we’re already at work.”
“It’s chaos,” Lou said and then the comm went dead.
“Lou?” She touched her earpiece. “Kala? Anyone?”
Dead air. She was on her own.
Well, that was what happened when an evil villain decided to put his lair in the side of a mountain in the middle of the Himalayas. Where the Internet was sketchy. It was annoying. She would bet they had electricity problems, too. And it was cold. If only she was…
Ben was here and she was not feeling like the cool, competent agent she should be because they hadn’t seen each other since that day at Top. She’d called but they’d had work stuff. Ben and his tech Tim had stumbled into an op being run by Henry Flanders and his daughter, Lucy Brooke. Or LB, as Kenz called her. Or Lucifer, as Kala called her. LB answered to a lot of names.
Deep breath. She looked good. She was in Lou’s latest, a snowy white winter uniform made entirely of nanites so it could adapt as she needed it to. It fit perfectly and could double as body armor.
Also, she could make it go away with the push of a button. She could literally melt her clothes off if Ben looked at her in a panting, melting way.
Damn it. Her father was right. She was a mess when it came to this man. Deep breath. It was time. She stepped into the antechamber. If the reports were accurate, this space served as Huisman’s office, research center, and private rooms.
And there was Ben. Tall and gorgeous in all white, too. He and Tim had come up the hard way, but he looked fresh as a daisy, not like a man who’d climbed a twenty K mountain and squeezed through air ducts to get here.
He stared at her and for a moment she hesitated. He looked cold. As cold as the air around them. Huisman liked it chilly.