Trained by Three Panthers [Caves of Correction 3] Read Online Free Page B

the credit card into her jeans pocket in case she needed to pick the lock to get back in again, before she put her shoe back on, stepped outside, and carefully closed the door behind her.
    It was dark and a little bit windy. She wondered if it was often windy at night or maybe only at this time of year. She hadn’t really talked about the weather to the men. Each time when they’d left her cottage the men had led her to the right where the tiny track from her cottage joined another track, so she turned left to see where the trail led.
    It was annoying that it was almost dark. She couldn’t see a whole lot and she hadn’t thought to bring a flashlight with her. She, Piper, Maddy, and Aria had been brought to the island by helicopter, which had been an awesome experience, but it’d meant that they were only allowed a single small piece of luggage. Therefore, Kenz hadn’t packed a whole passel of stuff she usually took on vacation with her, like a flashlight, for example.
    Oh well, she’d just take a small walk now, maybe have an early night, and get up and go exploring tomorrow morning before the woman arrived with her breakfast. At least the food here was nice. Really, really nice. The staff on the island could sure cook.
    The narrow track meandered around, and Kenz had to watch her feet. The track was dirt, but there were rocks on it as well, and she absolutely didn’t plan to trip and land facedown on the ground. For a start, her glasses would likely fall off, and a lifetime of wearing lenses had taught her that the most usual way to find them was by standing on them rather than seeing them first. Also, her current lenses had a tendency to pop out of the frame when dropped, and no way in hell would she be able to find a single lens on the ground in the half-dark.
    She shook her thoughts off and stopped walking so she could look around. The track was leading though some high shrubs, almost like hedges, but she could see flowers in among them, although it was too dark to be sure of the colors. She’d definitely come back in daylight to look at them properly. Ahead the track diverged again, so Kenz walked faster, hurrying to the intersection.
    She stumbled a little on the uneven ground, immediately slowed, and slapped her hand over her nose and eyes to stop her glasses from bouncing off her face. From the track on the right, there came the flash of an animal—a large black animal—racing away from her.
    Heedless of danger, Mackenzie ran to the pathway and stared. The animal’s black tail was just disappearing between the trees ahead. It was soundless and moving fast, but it was much too big to be a cat, even a rather large feral cat, and she was sure it wasn’t a dog or any house pet. A panther. Fucking hell . No wonder they locked me in my cottage. They didn’t mention wild animals roaming around the island in the advertising.
    Thoughtfully she turned around and walked back to her cottage. She wasn’t afraid, and she’d certainly go walking tomorrow morning, but right now didn’t seem to be a good time to be out alone in the dark. Kenz had a vague idea that wild animals hunted at night. As long as she didn’t leave the cottage until after dawn, she’d be perfectly safe, and it needed to be dawn so she could look at those flowers anyway.

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    Colter had always intended the second night—well, the third if he added in the day the women had arrived, but that didn’t count because they hadn’t done anything—to be the optimum time for the first BDSM scene. It gave him time to get to know her a little, and work out some of her likes and dislikes, before planning the scene. But now he had a problem.
    “Hey, Colter. Earth to Colter. What did the Alpha want?”
    Declan flapping his hand in front of Colter’s face made him look up and remember his brothers had as much invested in this situation as he did. If this worked out they would be sharing Mackenzie. She would belong to all of them, not just him.