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  The Hidden Pack [4]

  Gracie Meadows

  JK Publishing, Inc. (2014)

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  Tags: Erotic, Fantasy, Menage, Paranormal, Romance

  Warning: For Mature Adult Audiences. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Ménage – MFM.

  In book four of the Hidden Pack: Cece Tru has always been part of a threesome with her best friends, known as the smart one of the group. What no one knows is Cece has a secret even her close friends have no knowledge of. One night's events change all that, and more.

  Greyson Lewis and Samuel York are bears who own a bar and enjoy the easy life. However, it changes when a friend calls them late one night, taking their lives from easy to complicated when he shows up with the small little red-haired woman. The situation has the potential to change the bears' lives forever.

  Darkness looms in the shadows waiting for everything to line up for their plan. But the one needed for it to unfold gets away, leaving them scrambling to keep their plan from falling apart.

  When the dark side and the good side fight to keep what each thinks is theirs—will the battle of yours and mine end with no winner?

  Bear it All

  The Hidden Pack

  Book Four

  by Gracie Meadows

  © Copyright July 2014 JK Publishing, Inc.

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  Edited by ML Hill

  Artwork by Jess Buffett

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  Dedication

  I want to thank the amazing people of JK Publishing who took a chance on me when I started this series. It has been more than I could ever hope for.

  Thank you to my dad, who took the time to read over this book and help me when I was lost.

  And again, thank you readers for making this series what it is. I hope all of you enjoy Cece’s journey as she tells her side of the story. Stay tuned, for there will always be more.

  ~Gracie

  Table of Contents

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Epilogue

  Books by Gracie Meadows

  Excerpt from Dreamwalker's Duo

  Excerpt for Covered by Bubbles

  Excerpt from Till My Last Breath

  Excerpt from Sinful's Desire

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  Chapter One

  “You said she wouldn’t find out anything,” the man in the hooded mask said. Billy was about to go ape shit crazy with this assignment. He had been working it for the last fifteen years, pretending to be something he wasn’t.

  “She doesn’t have a clue, she’s stupid, and hell, she does anything I tell her to do.”

  “That may be, but her friends pose a problem for us. Separate the girl from them or it will be your life I come for next.” The hooded man left and Billy stood in the secret location with his head bowed. The Master had trusted him, and now it was time for the next stage of his plan to play out.

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  Cece watched the clock as it ticked away slowly. She was happy to be at work, but right now she needed to research stuff for Becky. It seemed she was having weird visions or ideas and needed answers. It was a good thing she worked at a library and had access to everything. Lately, she had been working hand in hand with Travis, and she had to admit she had a crush on the man, but he acted like a big brother to her. Looking into the book, she swore under her breath as she reread the same sentence over and over again. It rang true for something, but she couldn’t figure it out. Pulling out her notebook from her bag, Cece went to work on the thoughts she had. It was starting to come together.

  Excuse me, miss.” Cece looked up into the brown eyes of a young man who seemed lost.

  “I can’t seem to find this book. Do you think you might be able to help me?”

  Cece looked at the name on the paper and smiled. The young man was looking for a book of sexual positions, no wonder he was hesitant in asking.

  “You go down to—,” she started to explain, but he just seemed lost. “Follow me.” She had to remember most people didn’t know a library’s ins and outs as she did. The young man followed without a word, making her wonder what he might be thinking. Once she reached the row, not wanting to explain to him how the dewy decimal system worked, she found the book and handed it to him. The man smiled brightly at her and left to check out the book. As she looked at him, the realization she was probably the same age as him hit her. Even at the age of twenty-three almost twenty-four, she sometimes felt as if she were a thirty or forty year old. It was sad really. Her world revolved around her
friends, and a few times Billy. However, Billy was her secret, she just needed more time to save, and then she would move away from the house. Except it seemed that anytime she got some money or something, Billy would come and take it away from her.

  Glancing at the clock she sighed, she needed to hurry to the store to find something for dinner before she headed home. It was the time of day Billy always left for a while, and she loved the peace, if only for a short time. Grabbing what she needed at the store she made her way home. As she walking into the driveway, she saw three other cars. Seems big brother has friends over, oh goody—not. Shaking off the nervousness she had, she opened the door and could hear laughing and cussing as the men yelled at a game on the TV.

  “Cece, you finally made it home. Good. We’re hungry, make us something to eat,” Billy snapped at her. She didn’t say anything, just nodded and went to the kitchen with the food she'd picked up, happy she picked up food she could make into large quantities. As she got to work on a simple spaghetti dinner, she didn’t hear someone come in behind her until he wrapped an arm around her waist.

  “You smell so yummy, little girl. I sure hope you’re on the menu, because I could use something sweet.”

  She gasped as he moved a hand up and squeezed her breast. She turned around and slapped him hard. She winced as her hand started to sting.

  “Don’t touch me.” The no named man looked at her with lust in his eyes as he grabbed her arm pulling her to him.

  “I do like the ones who fight back.” She went to push him away, but the bastard seemed to know what she was going to do and grabbed her other arm, holding her in place. She struggled as he licked the side of her neck.

  “Let me go you sick fuck.” He just chuckled in her ear. Her brother called for his friend, whose name evidently was Donald.

  “I will for now, but know this, as soon as big brother passes out…I will be coming for you.” He released his hold on her, shoving her back to the stove. Cece shook with fear. He was serious, and there was nothing and no one who would come to help her. She could call Travis, but he would kill Billy and all the others. Didn't matter anyway since he was out of town. She went back to work and saw something out of the corner of her eye that caught her attention. She spotted the pill bottle of pain meds she had from the last time she was hurt and went to the clinic. She stopped stirring the sauce to drop the pasta in the pot. Moving quietly, she looked into the living room and found everyone was still sitting down watching the game. She would normally never do anything like this, but she didn’t know what else to do. If she didn’t act, Donald would assault her in her bed, in her house. Grabbing the pill bottle, she was happy to see that most of them were there. She then grabbed the cutting board she used for the onions and other vegetables, setting the pills down. Finding a coffee cup, she held it over the pills and pressed down, crushing them into a powder. It took a little longer than she expected, but soon she had added the powder of eleven pills into the tomato sauce. Making sure no one would suspect anything she made a quick salad to go with dinner. Billy always said she was chunky, so he wouldn’t second-guess her only eating it. Inwardly smiling, she was happy it couldn’t be smelled, and she hoped it couldn't be tasted. Pulling the pasta out of the water, she mixed the two together, set out plates and forks, then called for dinner being done.

  Billy was the first in and looked at her. “Took you long enough.” He grabbed a plate and dished his own without so much as a 'thank you' before heading out with another beer in his hand. The other four men did the same, not even looking at her. When everyone was done, she was ecstatic to see that most of the food was gone. Dishing a salad on her plate, she sat down at the dining room table to eat. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a book to read and ignored the men who drove her insane.

  “Billy, you never said you had a hot little sister.” She turned to look at Billy who wasn't paying any attention to her. “We may have to work something out, because I am itching to try her. I’ll even pay.” Cece blanched at the man's comment. Was Billy really thinking about pimping her out?

  “I don’t know. Cece, what do you say? Wanna make me some money?” Billy said laughing at her.

  Shaking her head, she rose from the seat to leave. She made her way to the kitchen when someone grabbed her arm. “Did I say you could leave? I am in charge and you are best to remember that.”

  “Yes, I’m sorry, Billy. Can I leave now? I am rather tired and have to work tomorrow before I head to Millie’s house.” Normally he would say okay and let her go, but something in his stare felt like he was shooting daggers at her.

  “No, you can’t see your friends. They are bad for you. I am all you need, no friends.”

  “Billy, come on, I’m not doing anything reckless, and we are just going to a dinner. That's all.”

  “I said no,” and with that he smacked her across the face. She stood there stunned as blood trickled from her split lip, and then he hit her again. However, he wasn’t done it seemed. She closed her eyes as he punched her in the face, causing her to fall to the floor. A swift kick to the ribs and Cece’s eyes welled with tears. She heard the familiar sound of his belt and the blows soon followed. One after another as he beat her back and side with his belt. Over and over he hit her, his breathing ragged, and no sooner than he started, he stopped.

  She lay there feeling like her back was on fire, and possibly a broken rib this time. Billy seemed to have his fill as he laughed and headed back into the living room as his friends cheered him on.

  Cece crawled her way into her room and laid on her bed. She could barely breathe, but she didn’t know what to do. How much longer could she continue this? She had no clue. The thought of running didn’t sit well with her because he would find her, he always did. He had never reacted to her seeing her friends before, as a matter of fact he always encouraged her to see them.

  She didn’t know how long she laid on her bed before she made her move into the kitchen to get something to drink. When she walked in, she saw that Billy and his friends were passed out. Thank God, she thought. In pain, and having trouble breathing, she grabbed some water and Tylenol before going back into her room.

  With her phone in hand, she debated calling someone. Her finger hovered over Travis’s number, but then she remembered he was in Seattle dealing with something and wouldn’t be back until next week. Becky had the pregnancy, and Millie, well…she was doing the whole honeymoon phase and dealing with other issues. Mike had taken off, which didn’t help. She did have one number in her phone she could call. She needed to get to a clinic or something, something was broken, she was scared, and this time she didn’t know how to handle the situation by herself.

  She hit the last number waiting for it to ring. When it got to the third ring she was about to hang up when the other end picked up.

  “Tiny.”

  Cece let out a sigh of relief. “Tiny. Hi, it’s Cece.”

  “Oh hey, sweetheart. How's it going?”

  “Oh well, it could be better,” she whispered as she tried to breathe through the pain.

  “Cece, are you okay? You sound like you’re in pain.”

  “Tiny, I need help.”

  “Anything.” She didn’t go into where she was or anything, just gave him the location of the library. Billy, like all the other nights, had taken her keys and hid them so she couldn’t leave. Tiny agreed to meet her and quietly Cece snuck out her window with her bag and left the house. She turned around and knew it would be the last time she would ever be in the house while Billy was alive.

  The Library seemed like a great idea at the time as it normally took her a few minutes to get there on foot, but tonight it seemed to take forever. She was almost there when Tiny came running up to her.

  “Oh shit, Cece. What the hell happened?” as he looked at her face.

  “Not here, please. Can you hide me?” Tiny said nothing, just nodded, then picked her up, carrying her the rest of the way to his truck. He helped buckle her in, brushing her rib
s. She winced and he looked at her.

  “I promise on my life I will keep you safe, Cece.”

  She nodded while Tiny started to drive away. She wasn’t listening as he started to speak into his cell phone asking someone for help.

  “Don’t worry none, darling. I got you now.” He held her hand as she rested the best she could. She was safe—for now.

  Chapter Two

  Greyson answered the phone with a grunt. He was so damn tired, he'd left Samuel to finish closing up the bar. They closed early on Mondays and he was excited. It would mean he could catch up on sleep.

  “Grey, hey, I need your help, man.” The voice of his close friend sounded in his ear.

  “Tiny, dude, I was sleeping, or about to.”

  “Listen, Greyson, I need you and Samuel to meet me at your house. I am heading that way now. And get the first aid kit out.”

  “Shit, man, what happened? Are you hurt? Samuel is on his way home now.” Greyson knew his friend, Tiny, who was anything but, had a flare for the ladies and at times poached in areas he shouldn’t have. A southern gentleman he was, to about everyone, but when he set his sights on someone, it was like a bear seeking honey.

  “I’m fine, I have a friend who needs help. Don’t call anyone.”

  “Sure, we will be here. How long are you from the house?”