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so hard he feared he might leave marks on her tender flesh, blasting inside her so violently he nearly lost consciousness.
He stroked her damp skin, his fingertips tracing little swirls over her back as he held her on top of him. She made a motion to shift but he held her fast, loving her weight on him, her silky thighs on either side of his body. She sighed contentedly and burrowed her face into his neck, pressing her lips to the throbbing artery.
"This is worth fighting for," she whispered. "I want you to know that I get that."
"I know you do," he murmured. "We're going to be okay, Char."
"Promise?" she propped her face up to his and rubbed noses with him.
"I promise, baby. It's going to be good." And then, checking the clock. "Shit. My dad will be here in ten. Let's get dressed."
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Charmaine watched Parker's father as he slowly limped inside. His eyes were as bright as Parker's own, brown instead of the beautiful sea glass green, but his body was clearly breaking down. It pained Parker to watch him like that, she could tell.
Everything she'd ever heard about the monstrous Kreuger Pack fell away as father and son embraced in the front hallway. The humanity of their bond and the old man's frailty made her wonder how there could ever be war between their packs. They weren't nameless, faceless people... they were her family, and Parker's family. Her dad. Her brothers. His dad. Him.
Dominic Kreuger listened to Parker's story, every so often his eyes sliding over to Charmaine's face, appraising her as she chimed in here or there. His lined face was heavy with sympathy as he watched Parker gaze at his Mate, saw the way they pulled to one another and seemed to accept that this was their destiny, to be together across enemy lines.
"Help us, Dad," Parker pleaded finally, his voice thick with emotion. "I can't lose her."
His father nodded. "Won't be easy," he warned. "There's a lot of history there, a lot more bitter than you two know. A lot of people will be angry, and hurt, about what you two have done."
"We didn't have any choice!" Parker flared, and Dominic held up and answering hand.
"Son, I know. Every several hundred years this happens. The lines get crossed, the sides have to be redrawn. My grandfather used to say it was the universe making sure all the best bloodlines ran together as one." He shook his head. "I can handle the pack. I have a strategy, and I've been thinking a lot about what you said the other day, about us leading together for a bit. I'd like that and this would be a good time to mix things up, maybe. A cause distracts the people from unhappy news." He saw their crestfallen faces. "Hey, you two better toughen up. Not everyone is going to want to hop on your love cloud and float around the sky with you. You'd better be prepared for that. But this is entirely possible."
The relief was palpable, and they squeezed each other tightly. "Dad, this means so much to me," Parker choked. "Having you on my side. On our side."
He looked at Charmaine reassuringly. "It's going to be okay. See? We'll figure it all out. One thing at a time."
They had a quick breakfast together before Dominic said his goodbyes and shuffled back out the front door, climbing carefully into the cab of his truck and disappearing out of sight.
Parker buried his face in Charmaine's soft curls, crushing her to him in relief. "That went better than I ever could have expected. Now we just have to talk to your parents."
She looked at him doubtfully. "You don't know my father."
"You'll be fine," he promised. "I'm right here. Make the call."
With trembling hands, she fetched her cell phone out of her jacket pocket and powered it on.
Thirty-seven missed calls.
She didn't even bother to listen to them. It looked like Scottie had waited maybe an hour to go to her parents, because their calls started about 8:30 and continued into
He stroked her damp skin, his fingertips tracing little swirls over her back as he held her on top of him. She made a motion to shift but he held her fast, loving her weight on him, her silky thighs on either side of his body. She sighed contentedly and burrowed her face into his neck, pressing her lips to the throbbing artery.
"This is worth fighting for," she whispered. "I want you to know that I get that."
"I know you do," he murmured. "We're going to be okay, Char."
"Promise?" she propped her face up to his and rubbed noses with him.
"I promise, baby. It's going to be good." And then, checking the clock. "Shit. My dad will be here in ten. Let's get dressed."
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Charmaine watched Parker's father as he slowly limped inside. His eyes were as bright as Parker's own, brown instead of the beautiful sea glass green, but his body was clearly breaking down. It pained Parker to watch him like that, she could tell.
Everything she'd ever heard about the monstrous Kreuger Pack fell away as father and son embraced in the front hallway. The humanity of their bond and the old man's frailty made her wonder how there could ever be war between their packs. They weren't nameless, faceless people... they were her family, and Parker's family. Her dad. Her brothers. His dad. Him.
Dominic Kreuger listened to Parker's story, every so often his eyes sliding over to Charmaine's face, appraising her as she chimed in here or there. His lined face was heavy with sympathy as he watched Parker gaze at his Mate, saw the way they pulled to one another and seemed to accept that this was their destiny, to be together across enemy lines.
"Help us, Dad," Parker pleaded finally, his voice thick with emotion. "I can't lose her."
His father nodded. "Won't be easy," he warned. "There's a lot of history there, a lot more bitter than you two know. A lot of people will be angry, and hurt, about what you two have done."
"We didn't have any choice!" Parker flared, and Dominic held up and answering hand.
"Son, I know. Every several hundred years this happens. The lines get crossed, the sides have to be redrawn. My grandfather used to say it was the universe making sure all the best bloodlines ran together as one." He shook his head. "I can handle the pack. I have a strategy, and I've been thinking a lot about what you said the other day, about us leading together for a bit. I'd like that and this would be a good time to mix things up, maybe. A cause distracts the people from unhappy news." He saw their crestfallen faces. "Hey, you two better toughen up. Not everyone is going to want to hop on your love cloud and float around the sky with you. You'd better be prepared for that. But this is entirely possible."
The relief was palpable, and they squeezed each other tightly. "Dad, this means so much to me," Parker choked. "Having you on my side. On our side."
He looked at Charmaine reassuringly. "It's going to be okay. See? We'll figure it all out. One thing at a time."
They had a quick breakfast together before Dominic said his goodbyes and shuffled back out the front door, climbing carefully into the cab of his truck and disappearing out of sight.
Parker buried his face in Charmaine's soft curls, crushing her to him in relief. "That went better than I ever could have expected. Now we just have to talk to your parents."
She looked at him doubtfully. "You don't know my father."
"You'll be fine," he promised. "I'm right here. Make the call."
With trembling hands, she fetched her cell phone out of her jacket pocket and powered it on.
Thirty-seven missed calls.
She didn't even bother to listen to them. It looked like Scottie had waited maybe an hour to go to her parents, because their calls started about 8:30 and continued into