A Warrior Wedding
herself above water. When he broke the surface, her laughter continued while trying to talk. “Oh, my God, you should have seen your face and you screamed like a girl.”
    “It’s seems a hell of a lot higher than it used to be when we were young and careless.” He defended his girly scream with a splash to her face.
    She splashed him back and grinned. “Flip?”
    He nodded, his grin mirroring hers. “Flip!”
    “Whoever screams like a girl buys dinner.” Jill laughed, then swallowed a ton of water when he dunked her as he passed.
    Jill shouted a threat, swimming hard to catch him, but weakness swallowed her energy forcing her to slow down. Nothing was going to stop her from having this moment with her brother, even if it killed her.
    ******
    J ax pulled into the compound on his bike followed by Blaze and Hunter. His mood was dangerous after his visit with Caroline and by the look of the parking lot, it wasn’t going to get much better. Adam paced around throwing his arms all over the place while Slade had his phone to his ear with a grim expression on his face. Instantly, Jax knew this was about Jill.
    Stopping in front of Adam, he killed his engine. “She steal your car again?”
    “Fuck yeah!” Adam growled, then nodded toward Slade. “I swear if it wasn’t for that big son of a bitch, I’d kick her ass.”
    Jax couldn’t help but smirk at that. He knew Adam would never hurt Jill, and Jill would be a tough opponent to take down, even for Adam. “I’m sure she’ll be back.”
    Adam stopped pacing and stared at Jax. “I want my damn car back, now.” His pacing started again. “She sucks at driving. I don’t want her behind the wheel any longer than she has been already.”
    “She not answering?” Jax asked Slade, who had joined them.
    “No.” Fury and concern swirled in Slade’s eyes.
    “I can find her. I already have her scent.” Hunter sat calmly on his bike next to Jax. Reaching into the compartment on his bike, he tossed Blaze a pair of sweats. “Bring these for me.”
    “Sweet!” Adam said, anxious to get going.
    Hunter grabbed the handlebars. “Give me a second to change into my Superman outfit.”
    Jax actually rolled his eyes. “Where in the fuck did you find that guy?”
    Blaze laughed. “He’s a pain in the ass, but you’ll be thanking me.” Smirking, Blaze leaned back on his bike. “He’s one hell of a tracker.”
    Jax hoped to hell so because every day that passes, Mika becomes more dangerous. Within seconds, Hunter the wolf appeared, his gait set with purpose when he stopped where Adam’s car had been parked. The wolf’s head snapped up and with a confident toss of its head, he took off, expecting everyone to follow.
    CHAPTER 9
    Jill watched her brother do a perfect backflip off the vine and sighed. Crap, she was going to have to do better than that or she was going to have to buy dinner. Her and her big mouth. Daring her brother when she felt like shit wasn’t the smartest move she had ever made. Yet, she was having a blast. She felt carefree and really needed this moment.
    “Eat that!” her brother yelled as he broke surface. “That was definitely a ten.”
    “Eh, I don’t know about a ten, maybe an eight and a half.” Jill yelled, her growing grin smug.
    “Whatever.” Trevor shook his head sending water spraying around him. “Like you could do better. You could never do a backflip without belly flopping.”
    “So that’s my dare.” Jill snorted, knowing he was right. She never could do a damn backflip off the vine, but she was part vampire now and was going to make him eat his words while buying her dinner, even if it was a pack of crackers which seemed to be the only thing that didn’t make her nauseous. Feeling weaker by the minute, Jill knew she could pull this last feat off; she didn’t have a choice. For once and maybe the last time, she would beat her brother at the backflip contest. Anger and sadness pulsed through her, but she pushed it

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