Nothing says ‘dedicated couple’ than a night of breaking and entering, a threat of murder and being each other’s alibi.
We reached the wall of the building, and I pressed up against the bricks, tucking Wilder close into my side. I slipped a small vial out of the bag on my hip and drank it down. It tasted disgusting, but it was one of my favourite potions.
“What’s that?” Wilder asked, his voice a low whisper in my ear.
“It’s a potion to heighten my sense of hearing. Handy when I don’t really know the layout of the building and going in a bit blind.”
“One of Astrid’s concoctions?”
“Absolutely.” I didn’t trust anyone else enough to put their potions in my body. I really hoped she didn’t decide to stop supplying me.
“Impressive,” he said. “I’m almost tempted to ask what other things you ask for.”
I grinned at that. I always asked for interesting things. The two guards I’d clocked earlier were walking further away. Now was our chance to step into the warehouse undetected.
I tugged lightly on Wilder’s hand, and he followed me around the corner and through the door. It closed softly behind us, and we found ourselves in a corridor with some low fluorescent lighting. I listened for a moment, the potion starting to take effect. Wilder’s heart beat an elevated rhythm but at least it was steady. Maybe I could have some fun with that later. try to see how fast I could make it race. I wonder what his pulse sounded like when I squeezed his neck and cut off his airway.
Fuck, my dick was getting hard just thinking about it.
Focus, Byron. You can think about his dick later.
I could hear another two heartbeats close by, and some deeper in the building but they were too far away to hear clearly.
“Two up ahead, more close by,” I whispered to Wilder.
“Okay,” he replied, his voice steady. “Ready when you are.”
We stepped slowly down the dim lit corridor to the double doors at the end. I looked through the small glass windows and into the main area of the warehouse. There were large crates stacked on top of each other and several containers stacked in a neat little row at the far side. Two men patrolled the space, but I couldn’t see any guns. That usually meant they were supernatural. Their heartbeats weren’t slow like vamps so that most likely meant they were shifters or witches. My money was on shifter. Probably wolves or big cats. They were the most common types that I came across when it came to security work that wasn’t necessarily above board.
“What can you sense?” I asked Wilder, curious to see what his power could do.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Shifter energy but wild. Something that runs fast.”
Big cats then.
“I can also feel pain and despair.” He cocked his head to the side as if he were listening to something. “There’s a lot of magic around the crates and containers. Cloaking spells and silencers. Whatever is in there, my father doesn’t want anyone to know about them.”
Jesus. What the hell was going on here?
I waited until the guards were far enough away and pulled my gun out. Twisting the silencer on the end, I hit Wilder with a firm stare. “Can you take care of yourself? If not, stay here. I don’t want to be distracted.”
He tipped his chin up, his eyes fierce and bright. “Yes, I can handle myself. I promise I won’t be a distraction.”
“Good.” I pressed a quick, savage kiss against his lips. “When we go through the doors, I’ll go left, you go right. Hide any bodies out of plain sight, if you get stuck send out a flare or something and I’ll find you.”
Wilder pulled his magic to the surface, the purple lightning arcing between his fingers and surrounding us in a violet glow. His eyes brightened and his face lit up with a wicked grin. “Perhaps you’ll be the one who needs rescuing.”
I adjusted myself in my pants, my cock painfully hard. “You’re so fucking hot right now, baby.”
His grin turned into a cocky little smirk and his magic grew brighter. “Time to play, little killer.”
Fuck. Me.
I hadn’t realised how much I’d missed the mischievous, troublemaker version of Wilder but his confidence was turning meon. The sight of him primed and ready to take out some shitty bad guys had the base of my spine tingling with the threat of an orgasm.
Holy fucking hell.
I was about to cum in my pants.