Chapter 413: 2-3

That's a bit co-dependent, I replied and was a bit shocked when my third wolf answered, No, you are strong on your own, but if anyone wanted to defeat you and Gabriel, all they need to do is separate you both. You are both strong without one another, but you are substantially potent against your adversaries together. Keeping my face straight, while contemplating what my third wolf said, "You do not think we should help you?" "No..." Logan blurted out while Wolf just shook his head, "I think you should leave the gathering to Logan, Kaden and I," Wolf said nodding to himself. "Where would you put the people you gather?" I asked not sure because I didn't know much about this Kaden character only that he was someone Gabriel trusted. "We could have Etta spell our cellars, make it so once I put them in there, supernatural or human they can make no contact with anyone, no warning the Elders, it would be as though they simply vanished..." "Etta?" "She's Kaden's second mate," Gabriel answered quickly, giving me brief data on the family, "Like they did with your basement?" He asked Logan, who nodded. I observe Logan's gestures and watch, as his hands on the side of the chair turn whiter near his knuckles, as he clenches them into fists. "I still have Henry - the Fae that helped in taking Rainy - locked away," Logan's voice turning more threatening than I had ever heard from him while speaking about this Henry person. "How would we even get them to give us any information they have?" I said looking away trying to remain focused. "Tell me how the spell Etta used works," I commanded. Sighing Logan rested back, "well, no one can enter his or her minds from outside of the concrete room, so - so" he stumbled. I snorted, when his eyes flickered from me to Gabriel. "So to order them to tell us what they know, I'd have to leave the island, go to that room and have them tell me?" Logan had a more deer in headlights expression on his face, that's better than just popping into homes, Gabriel thought next to me, slightly appeased with what Logan was - well not truly - directly suggesting. I exhaled heavily, already trying to put this idea together as fast as I could, with what I had seen form the video, as well as the memories Kieran, Liam and the others that escaped were having, that I was unfortunate to have to see as well since we were still keeping tabs on those on the island... we had to plan, but I don't think we had time on our side. "How many people can your prison hold?" I asked Logan, he shrugged, "If we're putting one person per cell?" I nodded. I don't think putting two or more in each would work right... the stronger individual in the room could simply kill the others and reduce the useful information we could possibly get. "Only fifty-four," he sulked, "Henry is already taking up one of them, but my cells, they are padded so they won't be able to injure themselves before they tell us what we need to know," He said monotone. Nodding I glanced at Gabriel, before lifting a brow at Wolf? "He doesn't have the right type of cells," Logan still in his moodiness replied before Wolf could. "I've seen your cells... a few head-smacks against the concrete and all we've gotten is mess to clean," Logan chirped dryly. "How long would it take to transform your prison up to his?" Gabriel asked Wolf. "Didn't know we were going to make the place fancy," he spat towards Logan but there was no real animosity in his words, "a few days at the most," he continued. "So do that, collect everyone here," Gabriel tapped to the folder of facial composites, "We've also gone though the books that Philip gave us, and we have pictures for some of them," I added, standing to get the fresh print outs Remy gave us and giving them to Wolf. He shook his head, "I'm not a good guy, but... these people hurting..." his mind went straight to all the details Logan gave him about the men that hurt Rainy and her children alone. "How are you progressing with the guys from the videos you got from Seth's place?" Logan's blue eyes immediately turned black, "I have more of them... but I'll hold off for now, I don't have that kind of room," he snorted in disgusted. Who do I jail? The child abusers or these people, he thought of the papers in his hands. "Use mine," Gabriel offered. Logan nodded, a dark gleam in his eyes, but he put it away quickly. "Do we start picking them up straightaway?" "Yes," Both Gabriel and I said nodding. We weren't going to put this off, who knew how many more Kieran's or Matthews did they have right now? We couldn't wait anymore. ______________ LIKE I SAID ABOVE I'VE STARTED UPDATING SCRATCH IF YOU AREN'T AWARE OF THAT STORY, IT'S ABOUT: The Etta and Kaden I'm talking about in this chapter, and all the books before this one. I didn't want their story in this story, just like how I wrote Rainy/Chris in HFM. HERE IS AN EXCERPT: Prologue (Kaden POV) - The Present "Please, please, please..." she chanted over and over again, my tongue thrusting in and out of her core, her head thrashing about wildly but that's how I loved to see my love, my mate. Crazed with need and wanting the release that only I could give her, that she only wanted me to give her and that was okay with me. It had been awhile, almost 8 weeks to be exact but I was a very patient man, well when I wanted to be, and only for my mate. "I... need... need... please... moreeee..." she pleaded out in pants, her legs beginning to shake, hips thrusting her core eagerly into my mouth, hands holding the sheet underneath her tightly. She was out of control but I liked her desperate for me, speeding up the tempo I moved my mouth directly over her most sensitive area, sucking, licking, then biting while I quickly thrusted my fingers inside her, pressing up on her inner walls looking for her sweet spot. "Ugh... Kade... ka-," she screamed when I finally found it, there was a loud gasp like her breath was momentarily taken away. I was rock hard but I knew I would get mine after I took care of my girl. I would never have enough of her, because her scent was the most potent to me, but that was nothing compared to the taste of her honey sweetness when she would finally explode on my tongue. Right now I wanted a taste of her more than a man in the desert wants water, and fuck was I going to get it. "So close.... Fire.... There... oh... good... fuck..." she was mumbling incoherently but I caught those few terms, she was close I could tell but missing something to push her over the edge. Reaching for the remote I roughly pushed the button to turn on the vibrator I had carefully put in her earlier, then resumed tweaking her peaks, sucking her clit and finally she shattered loudly. "Ah... Fuck..." she cried, eyes squeezed tightly and tears of restless frustration were also released. It was quite a conundrum I wanted everything at once; wanted to watch her cum face, taste and lap up her sweet delicious nectar and but also have her tight quivering walls massaging my length. Leaving from my spot between her full legs, I was slowly starting to torture her some more. Kissing and suckling, placing soft bites and making my way up to her navel, dipping my tongue in then continuing my assault, but avoiding contact where I know she wanted it the very most. Her peaks. I teased her, avoiding her areolas, dipping between her mounds moving to give the other the same teasing attention.