Free Lewis's Dream [Brac Pack 10] by Lynn Hagen Page A

to the floor, wetting Evan’s hand. His eyes rolled back, satiation setting in, making him sleepy now.
    “You are one hell of a sight when you come.” Evan kissed his neck, walking over to the sink to wash his hands then grabbing a few paper towels to clean the spunk off of the floor. Lewis just leaned against the wall, enjoying the afterglow.
    All Lewis could do was grunt as his mate tucked him back in.
    Evan smiled. “Come on, babe.” He unlocked the door, dragging along a boneless Lewis.
    “We’ll be right back.” Remi snatched Drew’s hand, taking him in the same direction.
    “I think we started something.” Lewis smiled at Evan.
    “Any more mated couples show up, and children will be banned from here.”
    Lewis leaned over, kissing his mate. “Thanks, I needed that.” Lewis’s Dream
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    “You started it. I should be thanking you.”

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    “You have to abestigate my room.”
    Lewis looked down to see Melonee standing in front of him, her arms crossed over her tiny chest. This was the mate Tangee’s little sister. A truck had crashed into her mom’s car, leaving the woman in need of physical therapy and Melonee’s care in the hands of the wolves.
    “And what am I investigating, princess?” She was too cute when she had that serious look on her face, as though she was determined to get to the bottom of something.
    “Mr. Peepers is gone.”
    “Show me the way.” Lewis followed behind the little bouncing head of brown curls. Drew soon followed, making himself Lewis’s honorary junior detective. Drew had started reading spy novels and watching James Bond movies. The mate needed to get out more.
    Lewis wasn’t going to crush his dreams of one day becoming a secret agent. It was a phase he would outgrow.
    “What’s wrong?” Drew asked as he pulled out his small steno notepad.
    “Mr. Peepers has gone missing.” Lewis kept the chuckle to himself. He wanted to remain professional for Melonee.
    “See, he isn’t there.” A little finger pointed to her child-size sofa in her bedroom.
    Lewis looked around the room. This was a little girl’s fantasy bedroom. Whoever decorated it spared no expense. Lewis walked over to the sofa with Melonee. He bent down as he studied all the animals lined up. One obviously empty spot used to hold one of her animals. “Did you ask these guys if they saw anything?” Lewis pointed to the stuffed animals sitting there.

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    Melonee rolled her eyes. Lewis smiled. She was so dramatic.
    “They can’t talk. They’re not real, silly.”
    “My apologies. I was thinking of my room.”
    “You have talking toys in there?”
    “I have a wolf that won’t shut up.”
    Drew giggled behind him.
    “Can you tell me what Mr. Peepers looks like?” Melonee splayed her small hands in front of her, gesturing toward the couch. “Like a stuffed aminal.”
    “Okay, what kind of animal was he?”
    “He was my lion.”
    “What color was he?”
    Melonee pinched the bridge of her nose. Lewis could see who she was hanging around all the time. Maverick did the same thing when he dealt with the wolves.
    “Duh, a lion color.”
    “That’s not very nice, princess.” Lewis gently admonished her.
    “Sorry. I just want him back. He is all alone and scared without me.”
    “We’ll get him back, angel,” Lewis said.
    Lewis caught a chill. Rising up to his full height, he walked over to the window, pushing the dainty pink curtains aside. “Drew, get her out of here.”

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    Chapter Six

    Evan shot out of the house behind his mate. Drew had run into Maverick's office with Melonee in his arms saying Lewis had told him to get her out of her room. No one had a clue what was going on.
    “There was a man standing under her window,” Lewis yelled over his shoulder as he tried to round the house. Evan caught him around his waist. There was no way he was letting his mate run into the unknown. That’s what he was for.
    “Damn it, Evan. I do this for a