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  The Royal Wolves 4

  All in the Chemistry

  This man is a dynamite package of brains, a body to make women sweat, and manners of a true gentleman. Just as happy in the outdoors as he is in the lab, Kristof Farkas has no time for the frivolities of the world or the silliness of women. And then, across the divide of their dog-eat-dog world comes the shock of a lifetime in a confusing little package.

  She's always believed that she could outthink and outsmart any man on the planet, but that she had nothing any man would want. Living dual lives, she's the straight-laced bookworm by day and vibrantly sensual sex kitten at night. Both sides of Courtney Warsaw want the one person she's always dreamed of having, but the down-to-earth side of her knows he's out of her league. A chance encounter that leads to steamy dreams of what could be seals her fate.

  Intrigue, back stabbing, and a brush with death have these two spinning out of control with each other and with their lives. Enemies without and enemies from within are all determined to ensure these two never have the life that destiny has set before them. Will this pair mate for life, or will they be destined to fail?

  Genre: Contemporary, Paranormal, Vampires/Werewolves

  Length: 58,423 words

  ALL IN THE CHEMISTRY

  The Royal Wolves 4

  Honor James

  EROTIC ROMANCE

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  ALL IN THE CHEMISTRY

  Copyright © 2013 by Honor James

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  DEDICATION

  To my support system, you all know who you are. You kept me going and saw me through the long nights when my characters led me round in circles. You have helped me with laughter, wild and crazy ideas that led to some wild and crazy plot twists. Without you, some of these characters would likely still have me hostage in the basement. Thank you for the great and hilarious rescues!

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  About the Author

  ALL IN THE CHEMISTRY

  The Royal Wolves 4

  HONOR JAMES

  Copyright © 2013

  Prologue

  Late winter, Early Spring 1819

  It had been four long months since they had left the Palace in the dead of night to go on the run. The night their parents had been taken from them was the very worst of his short life. They’d gone back, a couple weeks later when the Rebels had moved on, to the burned out shell of their former home. Past the dead to try and collect a few things that could, potentially, save their lives later. Or so his big brother Laszlo had said at the time.

  Now they were at a friend of a friend of a friend of their uncle’s home, only for a couple of days, just long enough for them to rest before they moved on. They had to keep moving. If they didn’t the Rebels might find them and then the Royal line truly would be dead along with them.

  But that wasn’t his concern that night. Poking his head around the corner Kristof listened intently to the low sounds of the voices from the front room. Licking his lips he looked down the hall in the opposite direction and planned out his moves. As long as they continued to talk he could make it to the back door and outside. He only needed a couple of minutes, but he had to get out before they caught him.

  Chewing on his lip he glanced back to Janos who was sitting wide eyed on the bed and pressed his finger to his lips to signal his brother to silence. When the youngest of the brothers nodded slowly Kristof flashed him a grin and, after one last check to ensure the two oldest brothers were still talking, took off down the hall. Running on light and silent feet he made it to the backdoor and slid through.

  Breathing a sigh of relief he grinned before hotfooting it to the edge of the trees. He needed just one more sample to prove that his theory about the moss on the trees was correct. He would have been fine, except that Janos had decided to use it as part of a picture he’d been making for Laszlo. Kristof couldn’t blame him, he was young still so he’d just decided to get more. Course, his older brothers were all up in arms that they stay in the house, but he only needed a minute.

  Reaching the trees he quickly found the one he wanted and, taking out the little sack, scraped some of the moss into it before pulling the drawstrings tight. Tucking the little bag in his pocket he checked the clearing between him and the house and then took off at high speed. Easing open the door he raced for the bedroom, he’d made it! No one was any the wiser he thought with a chuckle.

  “Kristof!” Laszlo yelled from up the hall causing Kristof to cringe. Turning slowly he just smiled at his irate brother a
nd, in a ballsy move, slammed the door in his eldest brother’s face.

  * * * *

  The here and now…Kristof

  The door creaking open behind him had Kris glaring at his computer readouts even harder. The sign said “Do Not Disturb,” what the hell was so hard to figure out about that? Like, really, he only asked for two things while he was working on a project, absolute peace and quiet and that someone poke him every six days if they hadn’t seen him to ensure he was still alive.

  “Dr. Farkas, a moment of your time please,” the voice of the Chairman of the Board said from behind him. Crap, not exactly the guy to ignore, especially when he was responsible for getting Kristof all the funding he did.

  Marking his spot he turned to look at the man. “Mr. Johnson,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly, something that drove him insane. He hated to talk around women, they got all silly and giggly when he spoke, a strange phenomenon that he just would never understand. One of his female co-workers had tried to explain that his was a voice that sent shivers down a woman’s spine and made her think of hot and very sexual things, but he still hadn’t understood. Kristof might be a certified genius, but some things really were beyond even his grasp.

  “I hate to interrupt since I know you’re almost ready with the latest of the tests, but we’ve had a new case brought in and the Board has requested that you see to it personally since it is from Aegis.”

  Lifting a brow Kristof leaned back casually in his seat. “What are they trying to sell the public now?” he asked quietly. Ever since he’d heard rumors of something ten years ago he’d ensured that every secondary trial that was required by law from Aegis had come to him, the Board had been more than willing to accommodate him. Besides being one of their brightest shining stars, Kristof also put a lot of his own money into the facility. Not his own section of course as that would be highly suspect, but into the other divisions that he believed in. The ones that were testing new drugs for children with cancer or, specifically, leukemia. The division that worked on new ways of treating and healing burn victims and so forth.

  “Not sure, it’s pretty closed mouth right now, but you know I couldn’t tell you anyway,” Johnson said with a pointed look.

  “I know, but I’m ever hopeful that you’ll just tell me so I can shoot it down ahead of time and not have to go through the hassle,” Kristof grumbled. He hadn’t gotten anything good from Aegis for too long. They just didn’t seem to be hiring anyone with an IQ that was higher than their shoe size. Turning his gaze out the window he stared at their building. Funnily enough they were neighbors which had a few folks on the FDA upset, but as there had never been any issues of corruption since the institution of the new Board five years back, they just sat and watched carefully.

  “Well this one is apparently from one of their girl geniuses,” Johnson said with a smirk. He was old school, women shouldn’t be in the work place. They should be at home, barefoot, fat with pregnancy and ensuring that dinner was on the table when their man arrived home with a martini in their hand perfectly mixed.

  Kris barely controlled the urge to snarl at the old fart. Funny thought that one since Kris was four times the man’s age easily and yet Johnson was the one with the hang-ups about women in the workforce. “Well we’ll see if she’s got some smarts. If she does then maybe there’s hope for those lazy bastards. Get me the notes and whatever else they sent over as soon as it comes in. I should have this finished by the morning so I’ll start on it in the afternoon,” he said and spun in his seat.

  He’d basically just dismissed Johnson but the Board was used to him and his quirks as they termed it. He did his job, saved them hoards of money and kept their name out of the papers unless there was a huge discovery. He was their star lab geek. Which meant he got away with practically murder.

  Chapter 1

  Sometimes the most amazing discoveries come from accidents. The accident at Aegis Laboratories seven years ago was one that no one had seen coming. A mixture of elements and compounds in the process of creating a new medicated cream for age spots created something that changed the life not only of the highest executives of Aegis, but of the woman who found this accidental miracle.

  Courtney Warsaw looked unassuming and completely withdrawn from the world. She folded the documents in her hand, the printed success making her smile even as she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, the green too intelligent eyes hidden behind the tortoiseshell glasses that she wore like a shield. Long strawberry-blonde hair was pulled tightly and wet with mouse so it looked more of a brown color rather than the blond that it actually was.

  Standing to her full five foot seven inches of height, she shoved the files into a folder and grinned. “We did it,” she said to no one in particular. Smoothing down her lab coat, she stepped out of her lab and walked toward the R&D department so that she could have them double and triple check her findings before they started on trials.

  She slapped the file into the box marked “In” on the desk of Bill Sweet. “Bill, these are the final simulations on the newest anti-coagulant. The animal trials are over.” She beamed. “Now we just have to see if we can’t get this formula pushed through and into Human Trials.”

  “Hello, Dr. Warsaw.” No one any longer made the mistake of calling her Courtney or Ms. Anything. “I will have the boys go back over the research and if it is ready we will send our pitch to the Board and get moving from there.”

  Nodding, Courtney looked at the clock and then back at Bill. “How long until you have the recheck completed?”

  “Give me six weeks, Dr. Warsaw.” When he saw she was about to argue he shook his head. “You know how it is, we have to rerun the tests at an outside lab. I believe that one of the outlying labs can run it with their own animals and then we will compare the results, then we will make our pitch.”

  She sighed and shook her head. “Fine.” She was glad that her mistake ten years ago was still one that was hers and hers alone. She had seen too many issues right away with it so she had carefully kept it hidden, and for her own personal use.

  “All right, well now I am between projects so I am going to take some time off here and there.” She would take some time off after she did reviews and personnel files upkeep. “I will be back in tomorrow morning, thanks again Bill.” She turned on her heel and walked out of his office.

  She didn’t see him as he shook his head and wiped the sweat off his brow. “Damn she is a vicious bitch, I’m surprised she wasn’t more demanding.” This time.

  * * * *

  The woman walked into her favorite club, head held high and a smile on her ruby-red lips. Blue eyes took in everything while her blond hair with natural red highlights gleamed in the lights. The music was pumping, and as she moved into the room, there was only the hint of a clean lemon scent clinging to the air.

  “Did it hurt, baby?” the greasy-looking man asked as he slid up beside her, his hand touching her ass that was clad in a tight leather skirt, the red bustier pushing her creamy breasts up as if they were begging to be touched.

  “Did what hurt?” she yelled over the music. She towered over him. A full five foot eleven in her heels, she had to lean down to hear him.

  “When you fell from heaven, because d-yam baby you are an angel.”

  She snorted and shook her head. “You are a piece of shit, no thanks on the drink.” She didn’t appreciate anyone that couldn’t come up with something a little more original than that.

  Sliding up to the bar she waved at the bartender. “Hey, Max, I will take a rum and coke.”

  “Hey, Missy,” No one knew her real name, she didn’t give it to anyone. Strange but then again they were in New York so whatever made her happy. Getting her drink out he grinned. “See you smashed another one to the ground, babe. You still waiting on me?”

  “Yeah, so not happening, Max. You are cute as hell and have an ass I could bounce quarters off of, but I’m not the right person for you. I would chew you up and spit you out
and that would just be depressing.” She raised her glass in salute and watched as he went to wait on someone else.

  She turned and looked at each person in the club and when her song started to pump through the speakers, she moved out and onto the dance floor, arms and hands thrown high as she danced with the tunes that flowed around and through her. Gone were the thoughts of work and life, there was just the music, just the feeling of freedom in the moment.

  “Evening, Max, is Janos here?” Kristof called to the bartender who was also his younger brother’s manager of all the clubs and bars he owned.

  “Holy shit,” Max said, grabbing his chest. “Do they know you’re here? Are they calling out security even as we speak?” he teased with a grin. Shaking his head at the dirty look he got he leaned forward. “No, he’s at home with Mina tonight. Ben let her out early so he just stuffed all the accounting into his bag and hauled ass.”

  “Damn,” Kris muttered with a frown and then shrugged. “Oh well, crack me a beer will you?”

  “Coming up,” Max said as he reached under the bar into one of the many coolers for the brand Kris preferred. Popping the cap off he handed it across and then looked down the bar. “I’ll be back,” he grinned before heading off and leaving Kris to his own devices.

  Turning he took a long drink of the ice cold ale and let out a breath. While he was annoyed that he’d missed his brother he was glad that he’d gotten out of the labs. He had a crap load of work to do but he wasn’t going to get anything done until he had a clear head. This at least would let him relax a bit and just unwind, that and watching all the humans do their form of “dancing” was mildly entertaining.