The rain didn’t help with any of the investigation. They sent out several teams, however; they didn’t find much. James now felt sure Dean was suffering from an incomplete mating bond. Selfishly, James prided himself on not resisting completing the bond with Trisha. Because Dean wasn’t holding up well under the thought, she was being used like the guy in the RV had been. “Alpha Duncan. We found some identification that belonged to several people. Including the dead wolf in the RV. Speculation is these belonged to the victim who perpetrated this.” “Note the names and bundle it up. Wait, what’s his name?” “Henry Gingham.” “Any idea how he died?” “Strangled, then drained of blood until his heart stopped. Whoever did it was fast and strong.” “Thanks. Round up everyone you can that’s not needed here. I don’t believe we’ll find anyone now in this weather and it’s probably destroyed any scent trails.” “Yes, sir.”
“Kiera! Thank all the heavens. Are you alright? Just stay right there. Dean’s in the car right now. I know he’s been wanting to see you. He’s been going crazy looking for you. Like I mean mating moon crazy. Just don’t move.” He dropped the papers on the front counter and clumsily slid out the main door. He made a mental notice to call about getting an estimate for new floor mats for the entrance. That was a workplace accident waiting to happen. He picked up the papers. Great, they were playing supernatural detectives again. At least he didn’t have to investigate it. He just needed to keep an eye out for anything connected to it. The Sheriff looked at the supposed monster huddled under a standard issue grey blanket. He supposed she was one of those things. Gad, she was a mess, maybe Alpha Jonas could get her to see reason? Kiera showed signs of distress at hearing the alpha’s name. He wasn’t sure he like that. Alpha Jonas wasn’t o
Dean was feeling claustrophobic in the vehicle. It was only Oli, Ellie, our healer, and himself in a seven passenger vehicle. He was trying not to growl or tear up the place. Kiera was out there. He was sure of it. Someone must have missed an important clue. He had to go back and find it. Oli was wasting time at the sheriff’s station. They could use their time a lot better. The long they had Kiera, the higher the chance she’d end up like that guy in the RV. Dean knew he was in a state, but right now he didn’t care that his pack healer watched him like she was in a vehicle with a caged animal. He felt like one right now. His skin itched, and he kept searching for a scent that he’d know if he smelt it. This was crazy. It was like Dean felt bewitched or cursed. Oli hadn’t been inside the station more than a minute before he came barrelling out of the doors he’d just entered. He tore open Dean’s door. “Kiera’s inside right now. Go.” That’s all he needed to say.
The claustrophobic feeling hadn’t left it’d been joined by anxiety. Kiera was resisting anything he said. But she wasn’t resistant to his presence. That meant his will outweighed hers. It wasn’t a permanent solution, but he hoped he could convince her things were different this time. He’d ensure it was starting now. The relief washed over him as he left the vehicle from the claustrophobic feeling at least. There was definitely a mob at the front entrance of the packhouse. Dean mounted the stairs as several pack members peppered him with questions. He turned to face the mob and raised his hands for silence. “Enough!” He paused only long enough to confirm that he received the silence he demanded. “I am sick and embarrassed to find out that many of you either lied or withheld information to me. That you would rather listen to an elder with an agenda than seek council and guidance in my leadership. I won’t name names, but you know who you are, and I will deal with y
Dean watched Elder Evans as he finally backed down and left the area. After he understood his plans were known and weren’t appreciated. “Alright, everyone go do what I told you. Be prepared for when I call on you.” Then he followed Oli and Ellie into the packhouse as they carried Kiera in. He liked the fact that several pack members made sure their way was clear and the main doors were held open for them. It took a bit to get her up the stairs. Dean ended up carrying her, as she protested most of the way. That he didn’t appreciate as the pack heard her, though they did learn that she wasn’t comfortable or willing to stay in her home. He didn’t understand how they thought she’d react to being treated as if she were something to be feared and avoided at all costs. “Alright put her on the bed and I’ll reassess her. She’s not as bad as I first thought, but she does have several more wounds that must be cleaned.” That’s the thing about shifters their wounds do heal faster
Dean let himself back into Kiera’s bedroom to find her sitting up on the side of the bed. “Get back into that bed right now.” He didn’t plan to use his presence, but it slipped out when he saw her. “Why am I here? I thought you said that me cabin is still available. Why am I not there? Or my cottage? Alpha Jonas, this doesn’t make any sense.” “Sense? You want this to make sense? I decided where my pack live, their position in my pack, and their worth to me. Your protection is my business, as are your health and welfare. I say this is where you’ll stay. Where I can assure, they’ll look after you properly, and there’s a guarantee about your safety.” Kiera sat there and her shoulders heaved with an exhausted sigh. He hoped the sigh hinted at her conceding to his will. “Well, back to bed now. I have no patience left. If you don’t obey, I will ensure that you obey me.” That turned her hopeless sigh into a frown of confusion. “What do you mean? You’l
Dean finally left two guards with instructions that only he was allowed in and to call him when her thing arrived. He’d oversee their installation into her apartment. Dean left Don a message that he’d found her. She was a mess and wouldn’t be returning to work. While putting in his time in the gym in the packhouse’s basement. He had Oli make a list of the people he would see, and he put the most likely offender to hurting Kiera and making her leave the first people on the list. They would become examples when their punishment became known. “This is quite a list of people, Dean. Um… I tried to get in to see her, but the enforcers said she wasn’t allowed visitors. I, uh… I wanted to apologize to her.” Dean looked at Oli. “I’m glad you’re taking responsibility for your part in all of this. I don’t want anyone near her right now because she needs her rest. Also, I don’t like the idea of you alone with her.” “About that. Is she your mate? It appears a littl
Trisha watched James mess around with things. “I know that one of these names is meant to mean something. I just can’t remember where I heard the name before. Keith, can you run this name and tell me what comes from the search?” “What name’s that?” She asked as Keith took the identification card in it’s plastic protective bag. “Henry Gingham. I swear I should know that name, but I can’t place where I heard it or when.” James just couldn’t pinpoint why the name was familiar. “Gingham? That’s the name of one of the older families in the Fort Granger Pack. The last one left before Dean or I were born. Really? How old was that guy?” Trisha looked at him, wondering how a Gingham got involved with all of this. Kidnapping? Black market blood sales? This created more questions and solved absolutely none. “Old, and looked like he’d been giving his blood or having it stolen from him for a long time by the state of his body. I don’t get it. If he were
- 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