Finally, Zayn howled.
Jordan exploded into action, his brothers at his sides as they leapt up and sprinted straight for the fuckers who'd hurt his woman.
When he saw the fucker standing in front of Kenzie raising his hand toward her, he bunched his rear leg muscles and leaped. He literally flew through the air, his jaw opening wide and then clamping down hard on the fist aiming for Kenzie's jaw. He crunched down through flesh, bone, and sinew, and keeping his grip on the hand as he landed on his paws, he shook his head back and forth in a rabid killing frenzy.
Gunfire echoed into the night, but Jordan ignored it and wrenched with all his might. Blood sprayed and screams of agony almost drowned at the shots being fired. Jordan spat the severed hand from his mouth and growled as he stalked over to the man writhing on the ground.
He saw fear and pleading in those evil brown eyes, but he ignored it. There was no way he was letting this fucker live after hurting his mate.
Kenzie braced for the blow when she saw the fist coming toward her face, but then she was stumbling back as a large black cat pounced between her and her nemesis. The panther's fur brushed over her exposed skin, but he never hurt her.
The other three men were no longer looking at her as they fired their weapons into the night. The air was filled with the sound of bullets being discharged from the guns as well as roars, snarls, yowls, chuffs, and howls.
She'd dropped to the ground as soon as the first bullet was fired, and now she was gazing about trying to find her men and to see if she could help in anyway. Her stomach roiled when she saw Jordan's feline with a fist in his mouth, shaking his head back and forth. She had to turn away when the hand came away from the arm. She gagged. Blood and gore were definitely not something she hoped to see again anytime soon.
After emptying the contents of her stomach, she glanced about again. It was so quiet now that the weapons were no longer being discharged. Three bodies were lying lifeless in the snow some distance from her. She quickly looked away. When she saw Jordan's panther bend with an open mouth toward the handless man's throat, she closed her eyes.
A sob of relief escaped from between her parted lips and she covered her face with her hands as she started trembling uncontrollably. Tears poured from her eyes.
She was safe. Her men and their friends had rescued her. She'd never have to be scared again. They'd killed to protect her.
"Kenzie!" Jay rasped and then gathered her into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shivered as the heat from his naked skin warmed her exposed front. She cried her eyes out. By the time the tears stopped she was exhausted and felt as if she'd been hit by a truck, but she didn't care. She was alive.
She would have all those years she wanted, to live with and love her mates.
Her dream of having a happy ending was going to come to fruition after all.
Epilogue
It had taken just over forty-eight hours for Kenzie to heal. Broden, Archer, and Airen had taken over her mates' kitchen duties and her men hadn't left her side.
Although, in the beginning she'd been grateful for her men's help, she needed to get up and move about. Her muscles were getting stiff and sore from not using them. Every time she'd needed to use the bathroom one of her guys was there to carry her. If she was thirsty, there was a drink in her hand before she'd even had the chance to ask for one.
The mating bond between them was so strong they were aware of her needs before she was. Their anticipation had been appreciated but now it was time to get her ass out of bed.
The other shifters and women had stopped by to visit and make sure she was okay over the last two days. Kenzie had taken the opportunity of thanking the men for having a hand in saving her from her kidnapping assailants. Being the heroes they were, they'd all brushed her thanks aside.
Kenzie was alone in the bedroom for the first time in hours and she was feeling sticky and dirty with sweat. She canted her head and concentrated on her mates, listening to hear where they were.
She could hear a shower running in Jordan's room, and the low rumble of voices in the kitchen told her Jay and Jenson were talking to someone.
Kenzie flung the covers aside, swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and stood. She sighed with relief when there was no wooziness or pain in her head, and hurried toward the bathroom.
After showering, drying off, brushing her teeth and hair, she dressed and walked toward the kitchen.
Three large, handsome men she'd never seen before were sitting at the kitchen table with all three of her mates.
Jordan turned his gaze toward her and jumped to his feet before racing over to her. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. "What are you doing out of bed, baby? You're supposed to be resting."
Kenzie squeezed Jordan's waist. "I'm fine, Jordan. I feel as good as new."
Jordan stared intently into her eyes and nodded before reluctantly releasing her and guiding her across the room.
"Kenzie, this is Preston, Gabriel, and Liam Louis. They're retired feds, and they also helped save you the other night."
"Thank you so much," Kenzie said. "It's nice to meet you all."
"No worries, Kenzie," Preston said.
"Glad to see you safe and sound," Gabriel said.
"Do you have any sisters?" Liam asked with a smile.
Kenzie burst out laughing. Liam was obviously a ladies' man.
"Sorry, no."
"Pity," Liam replied. "You're a pretty little thing."
"Knock it off, Liam," Jay said in a growly voice.
Liam held up his hands, palm out. "Just kidding."
Preston cleared his throat, drawing her gaze. "Because of you, we were able to send a list of criminals involved in the Chinese mafia as well as human, drug, and weapons' trafficking. A lot of people are going to be safe to walk the streets of America."
"We found several laptops and cell phones at the camp. We've already handed the evidence over to a couple of agents we know," Gabriel explained. "They'll be able to get the women back who've been sold into prostitution and slavery."
"I'm glad some good has come out of this. I think I was meant to be sold." Kenzie held up her hand when her mates started growling. "If I hadn't, I never would have met you all and no one would know what happened to all those poor missing women."
Liam nodded. "There are going to be simultaneous raids happening right across the country for the next week or so. All those assholes are going to spend the rest of their lives behind bars."
Preston frowned in her direction and for some reason she could tell what he was about to say didn't sit well with him. "Your stepfather has been arrested for human trafficking. He's going to be spending a long time in prison."
"Good," Kenzie replied, and while she felt guilty for saying that, she meant it. That asshole deserved everything he got after the way he'd treated her. She was glad he wouldn't be able to hurt anyone else.
The three Louis men drained their coffee mugs and stood.
"Take care, Kenzie," Preston commanded.
"I will. Thanks again." Kenzie waved to the three men as they left the room with Jenson.
"Do you need anything, honey?" Jay asked as he shoved to his feet and hurried around to her side of the table. He sniffed their air as he sat next to her, and frowned. She held her breath when he pressed his nose to her neck and inhaled deeply.
When he started purring, her body instantly responded. Her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened, her pussy moistened, and her clit began to throb.
Jay lifted his gaze to her. Air gushed from her lungs when she saw arousal haze over his beautiful blue eyes. "You're going into heat, mate. How do you feel about kids?"
"I want at least four," she answered huskily.
"When?" Jordan asked as he rose and kicked his chair aside.
"Now?"
"Now what?" Jenson asked as he came back into the room. A low rumbling purr started in his chest after he inhaled through his nose.
"I want to start trying for a baby."
Jay lifted her up against his chest and strode quickly for the doorway. "Are you sure, honey? If you're aren't ready, we understand. You're likely to conceive straight away."
"I'm sure." Kenzie licked up Jay's neck and then nipped his ear.
Her clit was throbbing, and she was soaking wet. She needed her mates. They were like a fire in her blood and she couldn't wait to hold their baby in her arms. She loved them more than her own life.
Jayson, Jenson, and Jordan were her world, the very air she breathed. They were entrenched in her heart and soul for all time.
Jay sank to his knees on the rug in front of the fire in the living room, cupped her face in his hands, and covered her mouth with his. They kissed wildly, passionately, deeply. Their tongues whirled and swirled around before rubbing along each other's.