Thank you all for staying with my stories and for your patience. What can I say other than families tend to ruin everything. Maybe that's just my family. Anyway, won't get into my personal business other than stating that whenever I take forever to post a chapter, the drama my relatives create out of nothing and expect me to deal with it are to blame.

Because he had a personal connection to the case, Nick was not supposed to have any contact with the men who tried to take Adalind. But Renard had connections who all wanted to stay on the good side of the grimm, so Nick was able to talk to the men, off the record

Trubel was left with Rosalee and Monroe, making sure the young grimm was kept safe, while Nick, Adalind, and Sean interrogated the would-be kidnappers.

Hank and Wu made sure none of their fellow officers became suspicious by distracting them with donuts, coffee, and changing the subject whenever needed.

Nick's mother was off on her own investigations, but made sure her son had her email if he needed to get in contact with her.

Grimm

Thanks to Sean Renard's connections, the criminals were transported to a warehouse where they could be questioned without pesky things like the law and due process getting in the way.

The men were tied into chairs and set in a circle, so they could all see what was happening to the others.

Nick accessed the group and determined who the leader was by the way most of the others kept looking toward the same person.

"You want to make things easy and tell me who hired you?"

"Filthy, disgusting degenerates. You're supposed to be keeping the bloodlines pure, not polluting them." The man growled.

"Wesenrein, should have known." Nick said.

"Explains their criminal records. They have a habit of terrorizing anyone they see as going against the natural order of things."

"Bastard prince." The leader spit at Sean. "Your mother was a whore who should have kept her legs closed."

Renard backhanded the man, causing his head to whip to the side.

"I suggest you keep quiet about my mother, and start realizing the situation you are in."

But the man woged, revealing himself to be a blutbad. He looked at Adalind. "You think being a grimm's whore is going to work out for you?"

This time, the strike came from Nick, and he used his fist. He grabbed the blutbad by the throat, squeezing slowly, his voice low and filled with menace, "She is the extraordinary woman who kicked your ass when you tried and failed to kidnap her. I should carve out your eyes and cut off your hands like my ancestors would have for even attempting to hurt her. Say one more wrong thing about her and I will cut out your tongue."

The blutbad's eyes closed. Nick released his grip, allowing the nasty wesen to slump in his chair, unconscious.

Renard finally understood the depth of Nick's love for Adalind and that he would go to any length to protect her.

Because he finally saw with his own eyes what Nick would do to those that threatened her.

Nick held a look in his eyes the wesen of the group believed might have been on the Endezeichen Grimm. Monstrous grimms that slaughtered wesen without mercy.

But it was for a wesen, a hexenbiest, that Nick was willing to tap into his darkest nature.

He wouldn't lose her again. They would never be separated. He didn't care if he had to take on God, Nick would always find a way to have Adalind in his arms.

Grimm

The grimm was more than willing to kill those who tried to take his hexenbiest from him. The wesen being questioned could see it clearly. They knew if they did not reveal who hired them, they would be met with a slow and extremely painful death. They may have been against the intermingling of different wesen, and grimms, but they were even more against their own demise.

It was only a matter of time before they were all trying to tell the grimm everything, talking over each other in an attempt to get into the grimm's good graces.

Adalind's mother Catherine had gone to Sean's brother, Eric, and revealed that the bastard prince was in league with a grimm. A grimm who was surely in possession of some powerful objects.

She suggested to him that he could kidnap Adalind, whom Nick was in love with, and use her as a bargaining chip for whatever Nick possessed.

Instead of using one of his people, the heir to the throne decided to hire some criminals that lived near Portland.

Eric chose the wesenrein since he knew they would fly into a rage and act accordingly at the idea of a grimm and a hexenbiest in a romantic relationship.

To say that things did not turn out the way they expected was an understatement. They had not anticipated the hexenbiest being so powerful. Or that she would be able to summon her grimm to her so quickly.

"We were told to kill the adult male grimm, and the hexenbiest, then take the female child grimm and smuggle her, along with all their possessions, back to Austria." One criminal confessed.

No one thought it was possible, but the grimm looked even angrier, the darkness on his face becoming more intense.

But it was the hexenbiest who screamed. "You were going to give Trubel to the royals?!"

The criminals were all sent flying. Each crashing to the ground, still very much tied to their chairs.

Though on the outside he maintained a stone cold expression, inside, Sean Renard was filled with glee. His brother had done the one thing guaranteed to make an enemy out of the grimm.

It was now only a matter of time before Sean would be reading about Eric's death.

Once they had all of the information they were going to get from the wesenrein, Sean Renard made another call to his contacts and had the criminals sent to where they were supposed to go. A warning was clear that they were to say nothing about the secret interrogation, or else they would be silenced permanently.

Leaving the warehouse, Nick pinned Adalind against the building, ravaging her mouth with his own. His tongue invaded her, tasting and entwining with hers. Her legs spread, allowing the rock hard bulge of his manhood to be cradled in her jean clad center.

His hands slipped under her shirt, splaying to touch as much of her as he could. Her arms draped over his shoulders and her fingers dug through his hair, holding on and surrendering to his desperate attention.

Maybe it was madness driving him on. The monster in him was demanding to be lost in the comfort and solace of his beloved. He just needed to take the edge off of the storm raging inside of him before he felt he had enough control to get them home.

He continued to steadily rub himself against her, while his lips continued their domination of hers.

It wasn't his own release he was after. He needed to know he could inflict pleasure just as much as he inflicted pain.

To be assured he wasn't the heartless monster that so many feared, he needed to be the man his lady desired.

He tasted her moan and felt her hold on his tighten. There was a smug satisfaction in knowing he had made her come without removing a single article of clothing.

When he released her lips, she moaned, "You better take me home now and make love to me."

He pulled her to the car and drove way over the speed limit to get them to the comfort of their bed.

Thanks to Nick, all of the emotional pain Adalind's mother was causing her was chased from her mind and replaced with pure euphoria.