All Chapters of Married to Him, Saved by his Brother: Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

Lucas's POVI led my small team through the thick, grey fog which was around the base of the border mountains. The air was freezing, so cold that every breath we blew out turned into a white cloud in front of our faces. We had parked our motorcycles half a mile back, hidden under camouflage nets in a dense ditch, and were now moving on foot toward the shadowed caverns where the Sun-Root grew. I kept my hand resting near the butt of my sidearm, my eyes moving across the thick tree line on either side of us.Jax walked right behind me, slinging a duffel bag over his shoulder, while Miller, Mason and Hawke trailed close by.Looking at the four of them, anyone else would see a rough, dangerous bunch of outlaws. But to me, they were family. They were a motley crew of rogue wolves, mostly guys who had been cast out and abandoned by their original packs, or left to starve in the cold border lands years ago. I had picked each of them up from the dirt when they had nothing left, brought them i

Lucas's POVOnce the surviving members of Ronan’s squad finally scattered and retreated back into the foggy tree line, the gunfire died down completely.My men gave a few victorious shouts, but my mind wasn't on the victory. I stepped behind a thick cluster of pine trees, my heart hammering against my ribs as I forced my body to shift back into human form. I pulled my spare pants and shirt from my bike bag, pulling them on with speed. Then I turned around, wiping mud and sweat off my face, and walked back out toward the truck.The moment my eyes landed on Amelia standing right beside the open passenger door, shock and sheer horror hit me like a bucket of ice water. I had seen her when I was in my wolf form, but it suddenly dawned on me that she was actually here. She had followed me into a bloody war zone.Then intense anger filled me, hotter than the shift itself."Are you out of your mind?" I roared, striding toward the truck with furious steps. "Amelia, what the hell were you think

Amelia's POV I whimpered, thrilled beyond belief with the images of what he wanted to do with me, to me, but so desperate to have that massive ridge of male heat inside me I thought I might die.Wanting to at least feel him in my hand, to see if I could even close it around him, I stepped closer and reached for his elastic waistband. I tugged it down, letting the back of my fingers brush against the smooth, warm skin, silky soft yet hard, and drew in a satisfied breath when he quivered in reaction.“I’d say we both have a lot to do,” I whispered.Oh, such a lot. So fucking much.I took as much as I could of him into my palm and stroked, hearing him hiss out a low, controlled breath. If I had my way, he wouldn’t maintain that control for long. “Wait…” “You’re the one who wanted to do lots of other things.” I joked.“Yeah, I wanted to do them to you.” “Fair’s fair,” I insisted as I slowly stroked him, letting his body’s moisture dampen my palm, making each stroke more slick and easy