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Cody had never felt this possessive before about any woman, and his lips coed at his conscience Keira didn’t belong to hiiven herself to him, but that was her choice, not his He’d always firmly believed it was a woman’s choice whether she slept with a e to claim her as his

He cla the priether We’ll work it out Okay?”

“Okay”

But it wasn’t okay with hie, inner voice—the alpha wolf howling on the hillside—still insisted that Keira was his, damn it! His woman His mate, body and soul The future mother of his children He wanted to put the stamp of possession on her so she’d know, so everyone would know

She belonged to him And he’d kill any man who tried to take her from him It was that simple

Chapter 14

Michael Vishenko li Island compound he’d inherited fro was finally coether “Six years,” he whispered to hie his father, and even though it had just begun, the taste of it was already sweet

His first impulse had been to hunt down his father’s o But his uncle Alexei had talked him out of it “You are not the man to do it,” Alexei had said with brutal honesty “You can kill some of them, yes Any man can be killed But you would not be able to kill theht, convicted and sentenced to death”

His second impulse had been to ask his uncle to take care of it—the Bratva had men who killed in the blink of an eye But he’d discarded that idea, too, as an adnity of the physical deforh He had always refused to let that deformity define him—he would not let it define him in his uncle’s estimation

No, this as best It had taken longer, far longer than he’d wanted, but this as sure His father’s money had smoothed the path, but his own brain had devised the h other hands would do the actual deeds, the vengeance was his

It had cost him a substantial sum to uncover the names involved, and even more to track them all down and keep constant surveillance on them, but it orth it From the federal prosecutors who’d first put his father in prison, to the men who’d murdered him, to the men who’d covered up the murder, the list was now complete Soon they would be eliminated

Callahan and Walker, DeSantini and Brockway, D’Arcy and McKinnon Vishenko s end—one his father would have appreciated and approved He’d been a silent witness in the courtroom when his father had wildly shouted the words, “I’ll see you in hell!” to Ryan Callahan But it wasn’t enough to just send Callahan to hell The other five needed to join him in the inferno

Then and only then would Michael Vishenko’s father be avenged Then and only then could he take back the naton—the name his mother had stolen from him the same way she’d stolen him from his father Because then and only then would he have earned the right to bear his father’s name

Keira watched in silence as Cody dressed More than anything she wished he didn’t have to go, wished she could fall asleep in his aro back to his apart else—he couldn’t show up in the same clothes he’d worn today Not that people noticed what men wore the way they noticed omen wore, but still

She lay there with the sheet pulled up under her arms, and as she watched hi so elementally male about his actions Men didn’t dress themselves the same omen did—at least Cody didn’t There was an econoed his shirt on and tucked it into his slacks before decisively closing the zipper and buckling his belt