Imprisoned Eclipse 3

By Cree Storm

Jailed for no reason he knows or understands Kurby has decided it’s easier to live in hiding as a Pallas’s cat than it would ever be as a man in the council prison. That is until Councilman Elija Hamilton walks into his cell.

Finding his mate in a prison cell is not something he ever expected but damned if he was going to refuse the man. Kurby was his and no matter what he would have him.

When Kurby’s life is threatened there is nothing Elija wouldn’t do to keep his mate safe even if it meant unleashing his Chupacabra.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cree Storm
• Release date: Jun 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463542026

Cree Storm

Hi there everyone. I’m Cree Storm. I’m a sister, a mom, a grandmother and a wife. I am the luckiest woman alive as far as I’m concerned. I have a beautiful family and know if times get hard I have my soul mate right there to help me through it. What makes my life even better is being able to do what I love for a living. I have always had a great imagination and being able to bring those characters to life for you makes my heart and soul sing.Although I traveled some as a military brat and lived in places like Germany, New York, Pennsylvania and New Mexico, I have found myself settling in Quebec, Canada with my husband. I love being surrounded by nature and wildlife and there is nothing like sitting and watching the birds, squirrels and chipmunks fluttering around my yard or traveling around Canada and finding my mind creating worlds for you all to enjoy. Life is good and I just want to bring some of my happiness into your life and hopefully make you smile, laugh and get away from everyday stress. Hugs and Love to you all and I hope you enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them.

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Jailed for no reason he knows or understands Kurby has decided it’s easier to live in hiding as a Pallas’s cat than it would ever be as a man in the council prison. That is until Councilman Elija Hamilton walks into his cell.

Finding his mate in a prison cell is not something he ever expected but damned if he was going to refuse the man. Kurby was his and no matter what he would have him.

When Kurby’s life is threatened there is nothing Elija wouldn’t do to keep his mate safe even if it meant unleashing his Chupacabra.

Imprisoned

Eclipse 3

Cree Storm

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CREE STORM AND MAGGIE WALSH BOOK

Imprisoned

Eclipse 3

Copyright © 2020 by Cree Storm

Edited by Ann Attwood

First E-book Publication: June 2020

Cover design by JP Graphic Designs

All cover art and logo copyright © 2020, JP Graphic Designs and Cree Storm

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: This literary work may not be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, including electronic or photographic reproduction, in whole or in part, without express written permission.

All characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.

All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Dedication

The thing about love was that it caught you unawares, turned up in the most unexpected places, even when you weren't looking for it.

Sarra Manning

Table Of Content

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Epilogue

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CHAPTER 1

Damn I’m happy to be back on land. I hate that flying shit. Elija said, standing and stretching with a loud groan.

Alaska laughed, I love flying, just not on planes, but at least we have the personal jet. I’d have to say, thank fuck the council at least did something right.

Elija snorted, That’s about all the assholes got right. Fuck, who would have known how fucking corrupt and lazy those bastards were.

Well, I’m just glad they’re gone and we’re finally at the old council grounds and no longer around Loki and Reg. I needed the break from all their crap. Jigger said, maneuvering into his wheelchair.

Barney laughed, I don’t know, I think those two are pretty funny.

Jigger snorted, You would.

Hey, it’s a practical-joke war. Who would have thought that an Okapi, like Regee, would give the god of practical jokes, like Loki, such a run for his money? Did you see the last joke? I laughed so hard I almost peed myself. Barney said, laughing even harder.

Elija shook his head and smiled. I have to say Reg really did outdo himself on that one. It’s going to take forever to get all those feathers cleaned off him and out of the house.

I thought Gaby was going to kill Regee on that one. Jigger said, grabbing his forearm canes.

"He totally stole that from Home Alone." Alaska said, with a wide smile.

Well, kind of. He did get a bit inventive. Jigger stated, smiling up at his mate.

Nodding, Alaska replied, True.

I don’t understand. All I saw was a feathery Loki running around, screaming how he was going to sic Jormundgand on Regee, and gleefully watch the serpent swallow him hole, and shit him out. Barney said, snickering.

Jigger pursed his lips. That isn’t funny, Barney. Loki really could hurt Regee.

Shaking his head, Alaska said, No he wouldn’t. Reg is like a brother to Gaby, and there’s no way Loki is going to hurt his mate. Oh, don’t get me wrong, Loki is definitely going to get a huge payback, but it won’t be anything that will hurt him, and honestly, if someone tarred and feathered me, I would damn sure give some payback.

He didn’t tar and feather him, Alaska. He honey and feathered him. Elija replied.

Alaska rolled his eyes, Same difference.

How the hell did Regee even get the honey on Loki to be able to pull it off? Barney asked.

Jigger sighed, "Gaby and Regee talk about everything... and I do mean everything. Trust me, I know far more about Gaby’s sex life than I want to know."

Seriously? Barney asked wide-eyed.

Jigger nodded. Gods, yes. They have sex like three or four times a day, and always one of those times is after the council meets. Anyway, Gaby had told us their after coitus" ritual. How sweet and kind Loki is about cleaning Gaby... well, you know... after. Anyway, Regee snuck into their house, when they were in a meeting with us to plan out this trip. He did just like the Home Alone thing, but used honey and somehow got a remote access... you know, like they use a fob to start a car?"

He took it from my house. I was using it for one of my inventions. Elija said, with a sigh.

Elija loved creating things that could help people. His last invention was the mechanical legs for Jigger. Jigger had been born unable to walk without canes. When he shifted into his fisher cat, he couldn’t use his back legs at all, and so he couldn’t move around. Elija had seen these mechanical legs they used for dogs, as well as a new computer-chip, scientists had been working on to help paraplegics walk again. However, it would have to be installed in his spine, and as a shifter, would be dangerous and could possibly kill Jigger if he shifted. They couldn’t go their entire lives without shifting. That would also kill the shifter, so instead of focusing on his human half walking, Elija had focused on his fisher cat. It worked beautifully. Jigger had to use a ramp to get on, and then move to get his legs inside, but once he did that, he could walk, run, jump and even climb. Hell, they all cried the first time Jigger had done it.

The invention had worked better than Elija had hoped, especially when his evil father attacked them all. That was a day to remember. Jigger’s shifter form had changed as a result of his mating Alaska, and his fisher cat now had wings... cool as hell... and then, Jigger found out his father wasn’t really his father, but instead he had two fathers... gods! Fenir and Freyr. If that didn’t blow everyone’s mind, the fact that this relationship made Jigger the nephew to Hel themselves, but even crazier, the grandson of Loki, and damned if Loki and Gaby weren’t getting teased as fuck about that.

As much as I love talking about this shit, we really need to get off this plane and get to business. We have a shit ton to do, and not a whole hell of a lot of time to do it. Alaska stated in disgust.

I still can’t believe our old council was so fucked up, that they allowed people to be imprisoned that didn’t deserve it. Jigger muttered, nodding to Barney that he was ready.

Barney was a long-time friend of Jigger’s, that had come to them to warn them about the impending attack by Jigger’s father, and had fought by their side to help their people. He wasn’t part of the council, but because of everyone’s misgivings about having Jigger in a possible hostile situation, and his disability affecting his mobility, after a lot of arguing, it was agreed that he should have someone they could trust to be there, in case Jigger needed out of a situation fast, and was unable to shift.

Hel and Loki were not happy with the decision to allow Jigger to come on this trip, but they learned real fast that Jigger was a force to be reckoned with when he had his mind set on something, so they had reluctantly agreed, but on one condition. As a mating gift, they had made it to where the mechanical legs would shift automatically onto Jigger’s back legs. They didn’t change the mechanics of it, nor did they change his human mobility... that would have been too much like interfering with what Jigger was meant to be able to do. However, this little addition to his fisher cat wouldn’t change much, but would allow for convenience. Thankfully, Odin, Jupiter, and Zeus had agreed to the gift.

Normally the gods couldn’t interfere in the human realms, however, they had found their way around that little loophole with this, as well as getting rid of the old council, and replacing it with a new one. It was why they were at the old council grounds to begin with.

The gods had discovered that throughout time, shifters had become so modernized, and human-like that they had stopped looking for mates. As a result, different shifters were becoming extinct, and others were threatened with becoming extinct. If this continued, all shifters would be no more, and that would mean the end to the gods themselves. Everything in life was connected. For example, bees. Bees pollinated the plants around the planet, and if they disappeared they could no longer do so, and if they didn’t the plants would die, that meant the animals that ate those plants died, and if they died so did the animals that ate those animals. It was just how it was.

Not wanting the shifters gone from this world, and the gods not wanting to die either, they had to come up with a plan of action. That plan was to do what they could, without it being interference. They had decided on evolution... or at least, that was what Loki had called it when he informed the shifters and paranormals of their new fate in life. First, they had gotten rid of the old council, and replaced them with Elija and many of his band, along with a couple of others from surrounding packs and such. Then, they had dropped even bigger bombshells. Not only would men now be able to give birth, but by the age of twenty-one, they would lose either their animal, or the magical ability they currently possessed, and it would be switched with their fated mate. It would be up to the persons affected to find their mates within one year, or they would forever be who they were switched with, also even if they decided they didn’t want their fated mate, they could decide to ignore it. However, it changed nothing. They still would not get back their original animal, or the magical ability they once had.

The people were pissed, and Elija hadn’t been all that happy about it either. Not because he didn’t want a mate, but because he loved his Chupacabra half. They shared more than a soul. They shared a heart and mind as well. Hell, Elija would swear it was his Chupacabra that came up with most of the solutions to his invention problems. However, there was nothing Elija or any of the others could do about their situation, and once Elija and the others had gotten started, trying to figure out what needed to be done to help the other shifters and paranormals, they had discovered just how fucked up their old council had been. This prison was a prime example.

Elija and Alaska had come here a month ago, and discovered the horrifying conditions of this place. One prison was overfilled, with no running water and little food. Cells designed for two people, had four and even five within each one. The stench and disgust was too much for Elija’s sensitive nose, and he had actually had to leave the building and throw up.

He had hesitated to go into the second building, but when he got inside he couldn’t get past the shock of what he was seeing. Night and fucking day! Where the other had little to no running water or food, this building had an indoor pool with a hot tub and sauna, along with a weight room, salon, bar, and fuck him sideways on a conveyer belt they had a motherfucking chef. When they had asked what the fuck was going on, the guards said that this was the VIP prison. This was for alphas and the inner circles that might have done minor offenses, or were being punished for not following the laws of the council. Whereas the other prison held the regular pack, or paranormal people that had broken council law, or that the alpha of their grouping had deemed trouble.

Elija and Alaska had done some more digging, and discovered that many of the VIPs currently in Club Med had done some atrocious acts, like forced matings, unsolicited deaths, and damned if there weren’t some of the kids of these alphas and betas that had done atrocities to their people being held in the special prison, because someone on the council had been paid very nicely to make that happen.

Then and there, Alaska and Elija had decided that this shit was going to change, and change fast. They had ordered that the prisoners in the nasty prison be transferred to the other, and vice versa until they could decide what to do. It wasn’t like they wanted a pleasant place for someone to do time if they committed a crime, but they would be damned if they were going to allow people to live like fucking kings, while others suffered and died of infections, that they weren’t even supposed to be getting as shifters and paranormals, but when you didn’t eat right or sleep right, your animal slowly dissipated, until it either died or hibernated, leaving the human half to die, or go into a