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The Virgin’s Infiltrator
Copyright 2016 by Dominique Eastwick
ISBN: 978-1-68361-128-8
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Healing His Soul’s Mate by Dominique Eastwick
Black Hills Wolves Stories
Wolf’s Return
What a Wolf Wants
Black Hills Desperado
Wolf’s Song
Claiming His Mate
When Hell Freezes
Portrait of a Lone Wolf
Alpha in Disguise
A Wolf’s Promise
Reluctant Mate
Diamond Moon
Wolf on a Leash
Tempting the Wolf
Naming His Mate
A Wolf Awakens
The Wolf and the Butterfly
Infiltrating Her Pack
Omega’s Heart
Rebel’s Claw
Claiming the She-Wolf
Worth Fighting For
Dangerous
Uncaged
Promiscuous Wolf
Disquieted Souls
A Cougar Among Wolves
Long Road Home
A Mate’s Healing Touch
Another Chance
Broken Silence
A Wolf’s Contract
A Cougar Among Wolves
Pleasure Me
Craving His Love
Jasmine Moon
Mating Dance
Amber’s Ace
Wedding Moon
Bringing Down Romeo
Salvaged Souls
Winter Solstice Run
Wolf’s Holiday
Winter Magic
Winter Secrets
Winter Solstice Ménage
Wolf in Winter Clothing
Murder in Los Lobos
Scent of Murder
Scent of the Hunt
Scent of His Woman
Scent of Madness
The Virgin’s Infiltrator
A Wolf’s Bargain
Coming Soon
Winter Fairy Tale
Stolen Kisses
Winter Awakening
His to Protect
The Wolf’s Choice
Also by Dominique Eastwick
Strawberry Kisses
The Duke and the Virgin
The Marquis and the Mistress
The Earl and His Virgin Countess
Infiltrating Her Pack
Shifting Hearts
Siren’s Serenade
Healing His Soul’s Mate
Breaking the Mating Bond
After writing Infiltrating Her Pack, I heard from so many readers wanting to know about Z’s feisty and sarcastic twin brothers D and 7. I had no plans at first to write the twins stories but the more people asked the more they demanded until I couldn’t focus on anyone else. This is D’s story and I hope you love them as much as I do.
Happy Reading,
Dom
www.DominiqueEastwickAuthor.com
Dedication
Dedicated to all the readers who told me how much they wanted to know about the twins. Well here is the first.
Special thanks to Heather and Rebecca for letting me play in their world and to Tracy who gets me through the real life work day.
As always thank you to Nadine who always pushes me to stop procrastinating.
The Virgin’s Infiltrator
Sometimes one infiltrator isn’t enough. When a long lost Tao pack member is located in Europe, D and 7 accept the challenge to rescue the missing wolf. But sometimes, it takes crossing thousands of miles to find what your soul most desires.
Natalia remembers nothing of her life before being enslaved in a traveling circus. When tall, dark, and mysterious strangers show up to help her escape, she feels a connection she’s never experienced before. Should she trust her heart to follow him, or will it land her in another case of captivity.
Danger may be in the blood of infiltrators, but what will D do when his soul mate is the one threatened? And how will two twins, who have shared everything, deal with a female who comes between them?
The Virgin’s Infiltrator
Black Hill Wolves Book 56
By
Dominique Eastwick
Chapter One
Greystone Rafting Company….
Ripley, round with child, stormed in their direction. D poked his brother, 7, not sure what they had done to gain their sister-in-law’s pissed-off expression. Running through the day in his head, he could not successfully think of a single thing they had done to anger her, at least not in the last couple of hours. They had, in fact, crossed off most of the items on her lengthy to-do list.
As she approached, he heard the familiar ringtone they had set up for their big brother, Z—an annoying and really loud roar of a T-Rex. “So help me if you don’t turn this damned thing off, I will shove it so far up your….”
“Oh, she is worked up,” 7 said, taking a step back.
“You think?” D stood his ground but only because it was his turn to take the scolding from Ripley, whatever it may be. They had made a pact as toddlers to share the load in all things.
“Well, you better go talk her down. If Z finds out she’s worked up….” They both shivered, thinking about what Z would do.
“I’m not going over there.” No one could call him stupid. Standing his ground was one thing, walking into the storm something completely different.
“It’s your phone.” 7 shoved him a bit harder this time.
“How can you be so sure?”
His eyebrows shot to his hairline. Reaching into his pocket, 7 pulled out the pieces of his abused device. “She took mine out yesterday.”
“D, I’m not playing with you.” She hurled the mobile at him, hitting him in the head. “Answer the damned thing before I tell my mate to send you back to records. And change the annoying alert. I nearly pee myself every time it goes off.”
Another step toward the Preganator. He hesitated because they both knew she could, even months into her pregnancy, easily lift him and throw him into the icy-cold river behind them. Clicking the answer button, D leaned in so both he and 7 could hear the lashing headed their way. “Hey, Z, looking for me?”
“Why the fuck aren’t either of you two answering my fucking calls, and why is my mate put
ting off angry vibes so strong I can feel them across the ocean?” Though his voice remained calm, the seething anger carried clearly enough.
“You cannot possibly know that.” How can he know? D mouthed to his twin.
Their big brother growled through the phone line, “I do now.”
“Shit.”
“Put me on speaker when Ripley is back in the office.”
They looked up to see Ripley standing on the decking about to enter her office. How the hell does he do this? Tapping the speaker button, they waited—patiently.
“You two need to head to Los Lobos and talk to the alpha there. His name is Drew. He has an assignment for you.”
“Why us?”
“Because I found something here that might concern him.”
“Wait.” 7 smirked. “Are you saying you need us to come help you?”
“I think he is saying just that,” D replied.
Z growled over the line, “Focus, damn it.”
“We are focused.”
7 wrung his hands in glee. “Focused on your need for our abilities. I suppose age is starting to catch up.”
“Does Ripley know she has tied herself to an old man?”
“D.” The word, like everything Z said, alerted the listener he walked a thin line.
Oh shit, too far. “Yes?”
“D is the only letter you will be filing if you don’t shut up and listen.”
D swallowed hard. “Right. Files. Listening.”
“Listen carefully, I will not repeat myself. I. Do. Not. Need. You. But Alpha Tao does. It just coincides with where I happen to be.” He could picture Z glaring at the phone. “You need to ask Ripley for one of the gift boxes for Gee. Do not open it. When you are done meeting with Drew, find Gee at the local bar and give it to him.”
“Got it. Meet with Drew. Give token of affection to Gee.”
“I have no issue sending both your asses back to files.” Silence met his statement. The threat of being returned to filing old pack information in the underground circulation center silenced them every time. “One more thing. When you get to the border of the Tao lands, wait for an escort, and, no matter what, do not engage Ryker the pack enforcer.”
“What fun is that?”
“It’s about as fun as filing the letter E. Besides, he, unlike me, has no reason not to rip your jugular out.”
“Understood.” They chorused.
The line went dead. “Would it kill the man to use some manners?”
D ignored the hypothetical question. “At least we have an assignment again.”
“About time.” 7 removed his worn work gloves “Do you think Z cleared this with the council?”
“Do I think he went through the proper channels to get our time-out lifted? Absolutely not. Do I think anyone’ll argue with him? No one ever has before. But he had to have suggested us to the Tao alpha.”
“There is no way this Drew knew about us. I doubt anyone knows he has a family let alone a slew of brothers and sisters.”
“Elusive, thy name is Z.” He took a deep breath, glancing at the office modular. Very little scared him, but his sister-in-law petrified them both in her pregnant, hormonal state. “Do you think it’s safe?”
“Have you silenced your phone?” 7 laughed.
“Yes, do you have chocolate?”
“It’s in the office.”
“How the hell are we going to get in there if the only secret weapon we have is beside the she-wolf?” D’s phone beeped, alerting them to a text message.
Z- Check the outdoor first aid kit.
The two glanced at each other and strolled over to the metal box hanging on a pole near the winterized boat storage. Though the boats had a couple inches of snow over them, the kit only had a dusting. It had been opened recently. Inside, they found three wrapped chocolate bars.
Staring down at his phone, he wondered if his brother didn’t have them tapped. “How the fuck does he do that?”
Tao Lands
D studied the two large wolves guarding the door to the makeshift office, more of a shack really. Using their internal connection, he reached out to his twin. What do you think Z did to put these wolves so on edge at our presence?
You’ve met our older brother, haven’t you? He lives the whole bogeyman shit.
A tall, commanding man walked in—he could be none other than Alpha Tao. With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the two guards. When they hesitated, he lifted an eyebrow. As the door closed behind them, he addressed the new infiltrators. “So you’re the brothers I had no idea existed.”
“So you are the alpha our brother has so much respect for?” D asked, assessing the other man.
“Honor,” 7 spoke, walking around the alpha.
“Integrity,” D added, circling in the other direction. “But there is something else.”
“A sense of responsibility.”
“And not just because he is alpha.”
“You are making me dizzy.” Drew indicated the chairs in front of his desk with a jerk of his chin. Without waiting for the twins, he took his seat. “Your brother suggested, when I talked with him this week, you would be perfect for this job.” He tossed a file on the desk.
They sat in unison, 7 reaching for the file. They read over the single page inside, titled Natalie. “This isn’t much to go on.”
“As it happens, Z thinks he has located her.”
“So why does he need us?”
“I quote, ‘I don’t need them, but even I can’t handle two warring packs and a sideshow.’ I think he stumbled on the caravan by accident, caught a whiff of her scent, and went in for further inspection. Only conjecture on my part, as I can’t get any more information from him other than he smelled Tao on her.”
“Good to know we aren’t the only ones he is evasive with.”
Drew smirked. “You, too?”
“Ah hell, yeah.” 7 glanced over the page again as if it would tell him something he’d missed the first time. “So he smelled Tao and thought to call you?”
Drew flexed his fist, frustration evident in his every muscle. This mild alpha would be a force to be reckoned with. “We have a lot of missing members. My pack is scattered. So, whenever he senses one of ours, he lets me know. I send someone from the pack to investigate.”
“So why is this one different? Why us?” 7 asked the question they both thought.
“We’ve had issues in the pack recently. You might have noticed some fire damage. Resources are needed here. Sending someone to another country is not feasible at the moment.”
It would have been hard to miss the pile of ashes and burned timbers in the center of town. Issues seem to be an understatement, D thought.
Agreed.
“Years ago, things got bad for our pack. Pack members scattered. Some couldn’t get out. Others sent family members away. Natalie’s parents died trying to escape with her when she was an infant. Someone, I don’t know who, dropped the baby in her grandfather’s lap to raise. Jonas, with his ability to come and go as a gatherer for the pack, managed to sneak his three-year-old granddaughter out one day twenty-two years ago. By then, the madness had all but consumed my father.”
D absorbed this information. “Did Jonas escape?” Did Z mention madness to you, 7?
No, but when does Z share any information with us, useful or not?
Drew leaned back in his chair. “No. When they captured him, he told the hunters his granddaughter had wandered off and begged the alpha to let him continue his search for her. Smart move, as it guaranteed no one would spend a second on the child. We know now he’d left her in the care of a woman who lived a secluded life deep in the hills.” Drew rubbed his neck muscles. “When Magnum died, Jonas went to find his kin.”
“To no avail,” D stated the obvious.
“No, but apparently she is wherever Z is.”
7 leaned back, locking his fingers behind his head. “Which is
a mystery, as no one ever knows where he is.”
“Well, he knows where he is,” D mumbled. “But that doesn’t really count now, does it?”
7 shrugged. “What did the old woman say?”
Drew looked from one twin to the other. “She claimed she’d sold the girl for a couple bottles of moonshine.”
The twins froze, and D could feel the anger burning within his twin as brightly as his own. “Did she say who bought her?”
“A sideshow or circus. We had very few leads until Z called.” Drew rubbed a hand down his face in frustration.
“Did they know she could shift?”
“My guess is yes.” Drew stood by the window. “Jonas is dying, and his last wish is to see his granddaughter safe. It’s a request I didn’t think I could fulfill.”
“So do we have a general idea where Z located her?”
“Europe.”
7 groaned. “Could you be a little less ‘Z’ in this and narrow it down by, I don’t know, a smidge?”
“Like a country or two?” D inserted before his brother could get his hackles any higher.
“There is a private jet waiting for you in Billings, Montana. Do you have passports?”
“At least”—7 held up his hand and started to count on his fingers—“five of them.”
Drew leaned forward. “Five of them? Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
“Wait, did you say private jet?” 7 honed in on the luxury part while D worked out the distance between here and Billings, Montana. “You have a private jet?”
“Of course not.”
“Z?” they chorused.
“That, you would have to ask him yourself.” Drew led them to the door. “Not that I think you will get any more information than I have.”
The twins took their leave and headed past a building at the center of town in the process of being built. The old town showed signs of revitalizations and rebuilding. The aromas of new paint and fresh-cut lumber mingled with the stench of smoke. They needed to drop the box off to Gee and be on their way to the jet. “Sev, I think we need to head straight out.”