“What are you doing, Trisha?” James came into their room to see Trisha packing a large bag. They were going for the day at most. She didn’t need a bag for anything. “It’s simple. I know you two. You’re seeing Dean for the first time in person since you two had that encounter with that druid. I’m not crazy. One or both of you will fall back into old habits. You’ll both argue, there might be a fist or two thrown. But I won’t let it get farther than that.” She held up a small spray bottle. “What is that?” “This happens when there are too many males in one space and a girl needs to get some peace and quiet. Humans have pepper spray, I have peppermint spray. It’s icy all the time and if you nail the right spot. Well, it’s either a mood enhancer or a mood killer. Then this is my cinnamon version. Let’s just say eyes are the key and never use on humans.” “You are sick, and you can forget taking that bag with you if that’s what you are carrying. I
Dean’s phone pinged with a text from the front gate. James and Trisha had just passed through the gate, headed for the packhouse with a small entourage of enforcers. That was expected, Dean figured. He’d have gone with an entourage too, if he’d headed over to see Trisha and James. “Alright, they’re here. Geez, this is weird. I don’t remember the last time James was here.” “I think that would date back to the previous alpha’s reign and it was a disaster. You both went at each other like rabid dogs an hour after they got here. Then we spent hours at the old healing centre getting the two of you patched up. Because of the two of you, the old alphas started plans for the new healing centre with separate wings for each pack.” Kiera stated only the facts. The years may have passed, but one mess after another tended to solidify the facts for each incident. It was an early incident, and it changed the way people did things, so Kiera remembered it well. “Cra
“To get back to what I was saying. I woke up in a dirty basement and chained in shifter silver to the wall. He tried to feed me a burger and fries. When I didn’t eat, he freaked out on me. Eventually he hauled me up stairs and handcuffed me before putting me in a chair. He went on talking and ranting to me. I ended up finding out that he was, Henry Gingham. Everything else I needed to translate from his rambling. He claimed you both were his sons and a spell needed to be lifted because it didn’t go away like it should. They put there it so you both could keep your eyes on the ball. Whatever that was supposed to mean. Anyway, he had someone with him that could do that. I was supposed to be the prize for whoever came out of the fight, the clear victor. The words creepy and crazy explained this dude. Then he got some idea that he needed to talk to someone immediately, and he left me sitting there unguarded. I stood up from the chair and got out through a broken window. Eventuall
“I know there was a druid close by Henry Gingham claimed he wanted to go speak to him. So, we know he was in the area then. Gad, I feel like we need a timeline or something. But if this guy wants blood, why not offer it up to him?” Kiera looked between the two alphas expectantly. They had the perfect lure, and someone who could get in contact with the druid, or someone connected to the druid. “I don’t like the sound of this Kiera, but tell us what your idea is?” Dean looked like he was about to shut down her idea before anyone could hear it. “It would have to be done carefully, but I believe we could do it. Look, the Elder is recovering, but do we know if the druid knows this? What if Oli finds out where the Elder was supposed to take me? Then we leave a message saying something along the lines that it’s too hot for him to move me. That the druid or whoever is in control must send someone one to get me? We can set up my old place in the neutral zone as the p
Oli looked at the text messages from Dean. James was sitting in their sitting room eating and talking all Nicey, Nicey with Dean. Now Oli needed to talk to Dr. Graves about finding a way to get Elder Evans to tell him how to contact the illegal blood seller. Elder Evans wasn’t making much sense right now. “Nurse, ma’am. Is there a way I could speak with Dr. Graves? I’ve got a request from my alpha about Elder Evans, but I need to ask him if it’s possible to fulfil the request.” “First, it’s Nurse Graves. If anyone can contact Dr. Graves, it’s me, dear. Now what can I tell him when I reach him?” That took Oli back. Either everyone in this place had the unfortunate last name of Graves, or this was Dr. Graves’ sister or mate. He would lean toward Dr. Graves’ mate. “Oh, uh, my alpha wants me to get information on who the Elder was supposed to contact and how. But I’m not sure how far I can push him right now. I would like some recommen
“Alright, so we send enforcers to the house so they can lie low first.” Dean was looking over a desk scattered with maps and papers. It was all old school way of planning, but they didn’t know if their electronics were being watched. “After we know for sure that there’s no one watching the house for Kiera to return there. We have someone leave a message for the blood dealer that he’ll be able to find a Lycan at that house again. I’ll be with the enforcers inside, and you’ll bring Kiera there.” James’ head was just inches from Dean’s as Kiera and Trisha watched in fascination. The planning completely wrapped the two alphas up in their planning that the two females sat there watching them and having their own conversation. “Is it me, or are they like Irish twins or something? They don’t just look similar, their facial expressions are similar. How did I never see that before this?” Trisha asked Kiera as they watched the two at work. “Right, the excuse
Trisha and Kiera watched James take several enforcers with him toward the cabin behind the Rocking Horse Tavern, where she lived for close to a year. She didn’t know if this would work, but they needed some way to find this druid. In the beginning, Kiera had to agree with Trisha. She couldn’t believe that the druid was the person who stole and sold the blood on the black market. But when Dean agreed with James on almost everything, and the little information, Kiera knew from their father while he was alive. It soon wasn’t that big of a leap to believing she was in danger. No, they were all in danger from this unfeeling monster. From making new Lycans, to creating werewolves, and of course killing people with the blood, this became horrifying. Blood magic, for the most part, was banned and what they could practice was carefully regulated. But there always was someone that broke the rules. Now they waited with Dean to hear from James that he had everyo
Dean held Kiera’s front door open for her and then followed her into the place she’d once lived. Why she didn’t know was all because of him. He’d moved her things into the packhouse. He didn’t even allow her to have her old place in his territory back. This showed her how serious he was about changing things. All the talk of mating, changing how and where she lived. Inserting himself back into her life. Never mind the hot too good to turn down sex. The change was so great in him she wasn’t sure how to come back from this. Now he claimed he was trying to protect her and his pack from this blood dealer. Not just his pack, but all shifters within the area, really. It was a noble thing, but was it something she could truly say surprised her about him? Yes, he played pranks, annoyed her, and made it hard for her to be around him. But he wasn’t a selfish person otherwise. He’d learned quickly that he needed to keep a focus on the pack, even if he was blin
- One Year Later -Kiera stood watching a group of lone wolves returning to a pack. Many were raised for generations outside of pack life. But things change, situations change. These wolves are literally come in out of the cold, unprotected woods and their pack was opening their arms to them.It divided humans as always on what they thought about supernatural creatures. If nothing else, there were very few humans that didn’t care one way or the other.These wolves were coming in from other places in the world where the humans made it impossible for them to live. Now they were picking up everything they can and leaving everything they knew for a chance at a future.Their lycan members were now well established members, and the pack looked to them as the public faces of the pack. It wasn’t unusual to see one or more on the news as they work as a security team for various celebrities and figures of note. The pack now ran a small but lucrative security firm, because several of the lycans
Hours. They only had hours to get ready. With much of the pack working together to get things done and sooth disgruntled feelings, they pulled off a makeshift welcome for the thirty lost souls coming to stay with them. Dean struggled to get through thirty files on the different lycan. It was as if each one came with a warning label of their own. No two had the same difficulty. Some were complete loners who they’d have to work with to bring back into the pack and life within it. They bonded others, who had that’s why they had so many lycan arriving. They wanted bonded pairs together so that a community could grow from the families that would form. It meant that they’d not planned correctly, but that could be adjusted again. Dean agreed with Oli and Jerome that the Ruling Council screwed up sending the lycan to them. The order was off and there wasn’t enough time given to prepare for their arrival. Also, they’d agreed to a few new lycan members, not t
Their mating went on after the cleanup and Kiera’s world was addressed. Dean ended up marked as well at some point by Kiera and, finally exhausted, they fell asleep hours later. With the sun coming up and the mating over, Kiera felt a disturbing calm between them. Like this took away the jittery need to find a stable footing. Kiera could swear she could feel Dean’s mood as he slept. He’d exhausted her so much that she’d not been bothered by any of her usual nightmares. Kiera felt delicious and loose-limbed. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt like this. If she were a cat, she’d be purring at this point. “Morning. Luna Jonas.” Dean stated with a proud grin like he’d accomplished something last night. Kiera wouldn’t tell him, but he had accomplished something. The jerk got his way. He had the pack and her permanently. It wasn’t fair. She wasn’t ready for this, but she didn’t know what she was ready for. She wasn’t sure if she should be unhapp
In the bathroom, Dean had the shower running, and he was making sure they had everything they need within easy reach. He remembered to heat the towels and lay out the mat. Whoever built this bathroom put down super smooth tiles on the floor and it was like skating on ice when you stepped out if you weren’t careful. The mat had rubber grips to prevent that while drying your feet on it. Dean heard Kiera sigh as she settled under the spray of their large shower. A standard wolf could bath in this shower while in their fur. Now Dean wondered if he needed to remodel the bathroom to fit their new size. Kiera was smaller in her dire wolf form, and he didn’t think she’d fit in here. That was something for another day to think about. Right now, he had an eyeful of his mate and a promise to keep. There was no question for him if she was his mate. Just seeing her like this made everything right. Dean followed her into the shower and cornered her under
It took another week before Dean managed to shift into his alternative forms. He’d noticed a lot of changes in him. He needed to get larger clothing because his entire body went up to two clothing sizes while he lay in bed. That surprised him quite a bit. Finally, he could hold Kiera and kiss her without feeling like he’d been hit by a steamroller. Once they were home, Kiera wouldn’t speak of their mating and she wouldn’t set a date for the mating or acknowledgement ceremony. So he surprised Kiera with an evening to mate with her. He didn’t need an acknowledgement ceremony. His daily pain was almost nonexistent now and he want to give her what she deserved. Dean wanted Kiera to love their new form and position within the pack. So this evening they’d start with a private dinner in his apartment and then enjoy the evening with his soon-to-be mate. His mind kept wandering to what was to come. By dawn, they’d be mated, and thi
Two days later, Kiera and Trisha waited outside Dean’s room as Dr Graves examined him and looked at the latest test results. James returned to his pack to manage a few things. “So what are you doing for your mating ceremony? When will it be?” Kiera asked Trisha to try to find a different subject that didn’t revolve around Dean’s or her recent decisions. “Oh, I have him waiting until we can have both packs in the same place without there be fighting. I figure in a few years. I mean, technically, we’re mated. It’s just the ceremony of recognition of the mating that’s not been done. It seems so old-fashioned to me.” Trisha tried to brush it off. “Hon, if that were true, then you’ll be waiting forever to have the ceremony. Why don’t you just have it, and we’ll threaten to string up anyone and post signs of what they did? Like those photos of cats in their harnesses. “I shredded all the toilet paper while my owner was pooping.” Or “I pooped in m
“That bastard. Dean’s a jerk. He knew he’d do this and didn’t tell anyone that he’d do it. Kiera went there to discuss if it were possible. I know Kiera. She’d want to plan for all the worst things before trying anything. I bet he pushed her to let him do it.” “Enough Trisha. I’ll get us the earliest possible portal to there if you just let me think and listen to the portal booking system.” The mages ran the portal system and with it’s high risks of danger, they kept a stranglehold on almost all portal travel. When, where, and how long it would take are just a few of the questions James needed to answer. “Crap. I forgot to ask Kiera if she needed me to bring her anything. I don’t know if she has a change of clothes.” “Well, I’ll leave you to create a care package for Kiera and Dean. Let me get this booked.” “With four bags, James. We’re taking four bags with us. We can carry them if we have two duffle bags and two packs.” “Fine, I’
At some point, Kiera looked up at Dean. “Did you call your sister and tell her you were doing this right now?” “Nope, because you know very well what Trisha would say and I wasn’t going to listen to it, because this is between you and me.” “Goddess save me. Fine, I’ll do it. But when she’s pissed, I’m laying all the blame at your door. So you better be prepared when you see her next, because you’re going to hear about it.” Kiera couldn’t take it. She needed to talk to someone other than Dean. Trisha was the first person she thought of. Her mind did flit to April and Mary, but right now they were too busy trying to impress her to be reliable. For two who claimed they wanted to help her part-time, that changed when they understood she wasn’t dreaming that Dean wanted her as his mate and Luna. Kiera wasn’t leaning toward either of them because right now she didn’t feel she could trust them to receive the unvarnished truth. She hoped that would change.
“Are you both in agreement with this? If so, I can get you admitted Alpha Jonas, Kiera. We’d only need permission to draw your blood. If all goes well, you could be home in a day or two. Free to mate in a more relaxed and traditional manner on your own timeline.” Dr Graves looked calm and understanding. He didn’t press them further than that. “I’m game if you are Kiera.” Dean knew he was taking risks with his life. If it meant his life would finally be on track and he could see a happily ever after, he’d do it. He knew it was risky, but something in the back of his head was pushing him to do it and he wasn’t strong like Kiera, and he couldn’t resist listening to it. “Fine. I will let them take some blood. As long as I don’t need to be admitted for this. How long will it take to know whether it’s working or not?” “Once your blood is within his body it, we can test his body to see if there’s any rejection or damage to his organs. But since you