Kadenburg Revealed (The Kadenburg Shifters Series, Book 4) by T.E. Ridener Page A

pathetically weak voice.  He took a step towards her but it was too late.  The bell dinged again to signal her departure as a blur of black hair and a bright red sweater disappeared from view.  Oh, hell.
    “Who was that?” Amber asked in a tone that was seriously uncalled for.  It hinted at possessiveness and jealousy-two things she had no frigging right to feel towards him anymore.
    His throat went dry as his cold gaze landed on her again.  It felt like his heart was being torn to shreds and the nausea coursing through his lower abdomen was gut-wrenching.  His pulse thundered in his ears as his nostrils flared.
    “When I get back, you need to be gone,” he whispered hoarsely.  “And I mean that, Amber.  Get the fuck out of my town and don’t you ever come back.”
    He heard the small gasp escaping her lips, but he didn’t stick around to hear anything else she had to say.  He was out the door in an instant, chasing after the scent of the girl he wanted more than anything else in the world.  The girl he’d probably lost for good and it wasn’t even his damned fault.

Seven
    “M m, what are you doing?” Presley mumbled tiredly as she felt another kiss against her shoulder.  She blinked slowly, attempting to wake up as Lorcan’s palm slowly slid over her stomach.  “Baby, it’s early.....”
    “It’s after twelve,” Lorcan chuckled.  His voice was deep and husky.  She could practically hear his desire as tiny sparks of pleasure soared through her veins.  “It’s time to wake up, Beautiful.”
    “Mmf...do I have to?” She asked, burying her face against the pillows as she stretched her legs out.
    “You don’t have to, but I think you’d enjoy this more if you were conscious,” he snickered, grazing his teeth over her pulse point.  Arousal sparked in her abdomen, sparking through her thighs as she giggled.
    “Would you ever really try to have sex with me while I’m sleeping?” She asked, rolling onto her back as her eyes connected with his.  His chocolate brown hues were glowing with hunger as he smirked.
    “Would you ever really try to feign a headache just to get out of having sex with me?”
    “Of course not!” Presley gasped, slapping his arm gently.  “Don’t be ridiculous.”
    “Well, then.  There’s your answer,” he dipped his head down again, pressing kisses against her jaw.  “I just can’t seem to get enough of you, Darlin’.”
    “I’m not complaining.” Presley promised breathlessly as his hot tongue lazily swirled around her collarbone.  She squirmed beneath him, meeting his smoldering gaze as her heart stopped briefly.  He always had that effect on her and she loved it.  She hoped they would still be just as in love in fifty years as they were in this very moment.
    Her breathing sped up as he kissed his way down her body, once again stopping at her tummy to say hello to their son.  She laughed softly, admiring the beauty that was Lorcan Bamey as his head disappeared beneath the sheets.  Oh, she could get used to this.....
    The sound of crying reached her ears long before Lorcan heard it, and she immediately forgot about their afternoon fun time as she sat up in bed.
    “What was that?” She asked, frowning.
    Lorcan pulled the sheets away from his head, staring at her in confusion.  “What was what?”
    The crying grew louder and with it came an overwhelming sensation of heartache.  It literally made her chest hurt as she lifted a hand to rub just above her left breast tenderly.
    “Someone’s hurt,” she whispered, quickly crawling out of bed and reaching for her robe.  “They’re coming this way.”
    “Seriously....?” Lorcan buried his face against the mattress and groaned.  “I’m beginning to hate this town.”
    “You are not.” Presley replied as she opened the bedroom door and hurried down the hallway.  She hated to leave Lorcan in such a state, but whoever was quickly approaching needed her; she could feel it.
    The sobs soon