Their Improbable Mating [Paranormal Protection Unit 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) Read Online Free PDF Page A

Aidan said, shooting a look into the mirror as they drove through the middle of Buttfuck, USA, toward the nearest piece of civilization with a hospital. “I’m thinking that the general is going to have issue with a Dragon mating to his one and only daughter. Not saying it’s impossible, but I’m pretty sure your bond-mate might be ticked at you for a long time if you fricassee her father.”
    “Shut up, Aidan, she doesn’t need to listen to you yammering all the way to the hospital,” Allister said quietly. Stroking her hand gently, he shot his brother a warning look. Yes, they had to make it known to human mates just who and what they were and the world that the human would now be a part of. But she was also drugged to the nth degree. Not the time for that discussion.
    “Okay, seriously.” Mac turned around with a frown. “I keep hearing this weird yapping sound. Like one of those little terrier dogs, but from like behind a big chunk of glass, very distorted and slightly muffled. Are you telling me no one else is hearing it?”
    Flipping off his brother because he could, Sully dug out a scanner and looked to Aidan, who shut off the radio. Turning it on, he swept it around and near her. Once it reached her jaw it went through the roof. “She’s wired up, internal earpiece and mic set into her jaw I’m betting from these reads,” he commented. “That would be where your yappy terrier is coming from, bro. L’Aurette must have had jamming technology in place around the women, likely just in case a cop slipped in with a wire or transmitter.”
    Jackie closed her eyes. They were close. She just wasn’t a cop. God, her father was going to have kittens! She frowned then and listened, replaying the words spoken over in her mind, and tried to find what it was that was making her senses wig out.
    “So then she’s a cop?” Rainier asked the obvious. “But we would have known if there was a mission going on. Skittles would have found any mission on the books.” He paused and then asked, “Skittles, what about white ops?” A sick feeling in the pit of his stomach came up. “Yeah, I know they are a bitch to try to find, but dig in her background. Something’s missing.”
    “You boys really like to challenge me, don’t you?” Skittles asked as he popped some of his moniker’s namesake into his mouth. Turning, he got to hacking through the various systems. Reaching out blindly, he turned on some music to help him think and frowned. “Well, she’s buried, buried deep,” he murmured, spinning around to go at things at another angle. “Hell, the fact that I got what I did tells me that they’ve practically stuck her under the mountain to keep who she is and related to so far off the radar that it’s a miracle l’Aurette didn’t charge us more money. By the way, on that front, as soon as he confirmed the funds he split everything up and sent it to five more accounts, which then split the money again to five more each and so forth. He’s just now starting to bring it all back together. I should have his main account in the next ten to fifteen at the rate it’s currently bouncing around the globe.”
    “Just get to the fucking point.” Rainier growled, the Panther crawling just under his skin. “What fucking agency does she work for?” he demanded and looked to the woman who was curled trustingly against his friend’s knee. And she was a woman, a very svelte and petite woman that goddamn didn’t look older than fourteen fucking years old. “Because something tells me that her old man will be waiting with even more fucking firepower when we get to the hospital, and not even Bulldog with his connections could stop a father from his daughter. We all know that really fucking well.”

Chapter Four
     
    “Well, ladies and gents, we have ourselves a winner,” Skittles said, sitting back as he stared at the screens. “The lady of the hour works for Sector Thirteen, so deep under the rug that I’m pretty