Abbey's Protectors [Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4] (Siren Publishing Menage & More)

Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4

Abbey's Protectors

Abbey Tyler is a successful business woman who has made one huge mistake. She married a man who only wants control of her business and her money. He is willing to do anything to get them—including killing her. To make sure that doesn’t happen, she does the only thing she can think of. She runs.

Hunter Stewart and Clayton Forest are the gorgeous heartthrobs of Beckett’s Wolf Pack. They’re perceived as players who want nothing but a succession of dates and a good time. But they’re dedicated police officers who protect Beckett’s pack and the members of the human community. They long for the time when they will find their triad mate.

The Fates have destined Abbey to be the woman who will ease their loneliness and heal their souls. Her dream of finding love and having a family will finally come true as long as Hunter and Clay can protect her and their unborn child from her husband.

Note: While
Abbey's Protectors
is a stand-alone title, it is suggested that this series be read in numerical order for continuity.

Genre:
Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

Length:
135,649 words
 

Beckett’s Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4

Lynnette Bernard

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ABBEY’S PROTECTORS

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First E-book Publication: June 2013

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ABBEY’S PROTECTORS

Beckett’s Wolf Pack, Triad Mates 4

LYNNETTE BERNARD

Copyright © 2013

Don’t stop, Abbey! Don’t think! Just run!

The mantra repeated in her head over and over again. It was all that was keeping her from giving up. She couldn’t allow him to win. She was running harder than she had ever run before in her life. She could feel her heart pumping from the strain and the fear. She should be exhausted, but terror kept her going at a breakneck speed that surprised even her.

She knew he was close behind her. She couldn’t let him get her. If he caught her she would die. She knew it. He knew it. The months of threat and control would come to an end. If she was going to die she would die defying him, showing strength. She would not allow him to kill her slowly. She could not stand another day of disgust with him. She was going to get away from him one way or another. If death was the way—so be it.

The branches of the trees that bordered her property ripped at her clothing. She was running so fast she wasn’t even sure if she was on track. Her plans to leave had been shot to hell. He had done that, and now she had to figure out a new way to get away. If she could just get to the cliff’s edge, she would be able to make it to the neighboring town and figure out how she could carry through with her plan. All she needed was one chance.

“Abbey!” his angry voice called out from behind her.

He was too close. She wasn’t going to make it. She forced herself to swallow the bile that rose in her throat. There was no turning back. She had to get away. She veered off toward the left, nearly crying with relief when she saw the familiar path she had walked on her daily exploration of the lush land that belonged to her father that she loved so dearly.

She ignored the pain in her side as her breath came in short gasps. She reached down and held her ribs tenderly, smiling with satisfaction despite her pain. The bastard had caused her pain for the last time. There was no way he was ever going to touch her again—especially not sexually. She could not stomach his touch. It made her feel dirty and used.

Today’s lesson at his hands was one she would never have to experience again. She had been the recipient of his anger for each of the last five months when she had gotten her period. Each time she told him she wasn’t pregnant, his anger had escalated. But today’s threat was one she could not ignore. And that was the end of her tolerance for him. The Board of Directors be damned. No stock value was worth an unhappy life just to keep up the value of her company.

He knew he wasn’t able to access any of her money as her husband, so he had insisted on having a child with her. He didn’t know that she was privy to the reason for his sudden interest in having children. Her lawyer had kept her informed of every inquiry her husband had made. The prenuptial agreement had stipulated that he would gain access to her money through their child only if she ceased to exist. A deplorable plan, but typical of the sociopath that was her husband.

She had been fooled by his charm and his good looks. He had been a player from the beginning, but she hadn’t been aware of it. She hadn’t been involved with many men. She was shy as a woman, although she was competent and sure of herself as the CEO of her father’s computer software company since his death three years before. She had been cautious with men, not really trusting them since they tended to come on to her with clear intentions of bagging the rich daughter of Brandon Tyler.

It wasn’t that Abbey wasn’t an attractive woman. She was actually pretty confident in her looks. She may have an extra few pounds on her, but her five foot eight inch frame carried it well. She was curvy and feminine, with blue eyes she was told were pretty, and dark brown hair that fell in curls to just below her shoulders. At thirty-three years old, she had finally come to accept the fact that she was destined to be alone in her life. She had been pretty depressed about that realization when Synthia and Shelly had taken her to one of the local bars. That was the night she had met Peter, and he had asked her to dance.

Synthia had been her best friend since they had met their first semester in college more years ago than Abbey cared to remember. Both women had become immediate friends despite Abbey’s shyness and Synthia’s lack of confidence and deep anger from a less than happy childhood.

They had been together since, each helping the other become the successful, strong women that they were now. They had become roommates, eventually sharing an apartment with each other and acting as surrogate mothers to Synthia’s younger sister Shelly when her sibling had left home and had joined them at the age of eighteen. Abbey knew both women had escaped a life of abuse at the hand of their mother even though Synthia was extremely tight-lipped about her life before meeting Abbey.

Synthia had explained that Abbey was now her family—as close to her as she was to her own sister. Synthia looked out for Abbey with a fierceness that was like a mother bear looking after her cub. Shelly had laughed when Abbey had voiced that comparison, but Synthia had just smiled and told Abbey she would just have to deal with it. Abbey accepted the honorary members of her family and valued them with her whole heart. She didn’t have any siblings and loved both Synthia and Shelly, just as her father had. Each of them knew real acceptance and love from Abbey’s father, who loved and respected all three of them. He had brought them into his company as employees—trusting their work, their judgment, and their loyalty to him and to his company without hesitation.

When Synthia and Shelly had insisted on taking Abbey out for her birthday, Abbey had finally caved and had given them full control over her birthday night. Dinner with them at a local steakhouse had started the night. It was a delicious meal that all three of them enjoyed thoroughly then they had dragged Abbey to a local dance club. The sisters had been insistent that Abbey put aside her shyness and get up and dance, which she did with reluctance at first.

The more they danced, the more relaxed Abbey had become. It was easy to enjoy herself when she was around Synthia and Shelly. They had made her birthday night such a fun one. As a result, she had let her guard down and had talked to Peter Jordan when he had approached them as they sat at their table at the edge of the dance floor.

Abbey had been surprised that such a good looking guy as Peter Jordan would be interested in her. He was just under six feet tall with green eyes and blond hair that was stylishly cut. His designer clothes fit him perfectly. He was obviously a man who cared about how he presented himself to others. She had fallen for his sweet smile and his sugary words when she normally would have been wary to trust anyone who was too perfect. Just thinking about how she had believed every line of crap he had thrown her way made her cringe with embarrassment. Both Synthia and Shelly had tried to caution her, but Abbey had been oblivious to her friends’ concern. They had eventually backed off, leaving her to make her own choices. Abbey knew that they only wanted her to be happy. Despite their warnings, Abbey had insisted that Peter was the man she would share her future with.