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By the time Queen Victoria arrived to confer with her council, they had coue of humanization and their theory that it was some kind of secret weapon The queen was appropriately worried She knew perfectly well that the strength of her empire rested on the backs of her vahters If they were at risk, so was Britain She was particularly insistent that Alexia look into the mystery After all, exorcism was supposed to be under the one out of her way to investigate regardless, Lady Maccon was happy to have official sanction She left the Shadow Councilof unexpected accoeonhole her husband in his BUR den, but, knowing that would only end in a row, she headed home to Floote and the library instead
Lady Alexia Maccon’s father’s collection of books, nor, source of infore-scale negation of the supernatural Nor did it have anything to say on the potentate’s tantalizing co a threat to vah the worn leather-covered books, ancient scrolls, and personal journals, Lady Maccon and Floote had uncovered absolutely nothing There were no further notes in her little leather book and no further insight into the mystery
Floote’s silence was eloquent
Alexia nibbled a light breakfast of toast with potted ham and kippered salmon and went to bed just before dawn, defeated and frustrated
She akened in the earlyby her husband, in an entirely dissih hands were insistent, and she was not unwilling to awaken thus, especially as she had so questions that needed answers Still, it was daylight, and ht to be asleep Fortunately, Conall Maccon was a strong enough Alpha to be awake several days running without the ill effects younger members of a pack would sustain from such solar contamination
His approach was unique this ti his way up under the covers from the foot of the bed tohere she lay Alexia’s newly opened eyes ht of an enor back and forth like so toward her She was lying on her side, and his chest hair tickled the backs of her legs He was lifting up her nightgown as he went A little kiss whiskered just behind one knee, and Alexia jerked her leg in reaction It tickled solared down at hi like so stealthy, my little terror Do I not seem stealthy?" He spoke with mock affront
"Why?"
He looked a little bashful, which was a categorically absurd expression for an enormous Scotsman to wear "I was after the roent racefully late home"
His wife propped herself up on one elbow and raised both eyebrows, clearly trying to suppress laughter but still look intiher
"Humor me"
Alexia sed down a bubble of ravity suitable to a Lady Maccon "If you insist, husband" She placed a hand to her heart and sank back into the pilloith a sigh of the type she iined emitted by the heroine of a Rosa Carey novel
Lord Maccon’s eyes were halfway between caramel and yellow, and he smelled of open fields Alexia wondered if he had traveled home in wolf form
"Husband, weher nightgown up farther, turning his attention to less ticklish but no-less-sensitive areas of her body
"I loathe this article of clothing" He pulled the offending garment off and tossed it to its customary repose on the floor
Lady Maccon went almost cross-eyed in her attempt to watch him as he moved predatorily the rest of the way up her body
"You purchased it" She squirreater contact with his body, her excuse being that it was cold and he had yet to replace the covers
"So I did Remind me to stick to parasols from now on"
His tawny eyes turned ale in the proceedings Alexia loved it Before she could protest, had she thought to, he swooped in for a full, all-absorbing kiss of the kind that, when they were standing, tended to , and Alexia was now fully awake and unwilling to give in to the persuasions of her knees, her husband’s mouth, or any other area of the body for that htly as she made the accusation and tried to remember why
He bit down softly at the meaty place between her shoulder and neck Alexia let out a small moan
"What have I done this ti with his oral expedition about her body: her husband, the intrepid explorer
Alexia writhed, atteroan and becoi on my front lawn," she finally remembered to accuse
"Mmm" Warm kisses littered her torso
"And there was a certain Major Channing Channing of the Chesterfield Channings to boot"
He husband left off his nibbling to say, "You make him sound like some sort of disease"
"You have an kissing her again, , and you did not see fit to inforhed, a puff of breath across her bare belly "Lyall"
Alexia pinched his shoulder He returned his amorous attentions to her lower body "Yes! Lyall had to introduce me to my own pack I’ve never iven to understand, from my Beta, that you handled a particularly hard situation perfectly adequately," he said between kisses and little licks "Care to handle soht care to After all, why should she be the only one panting? She pulled him up for a proper kiss and reached doard
"And what about this mass exorcism in London? You did not see fit to tellsoftly
"Uainst her hair Persuasive mouth Mutter mutter "… ended" He nibbled her neck, his attentions beco evena conversation?"