James found her staring out of the window into the bright morning sunshine. The day was slowly inching toward noon. Trisha was still on the phone talking to her friends. When Trisha saw him, she said her farewells to them. But James raised his hands, and she stopped. “I need to speak to your friends right now. It’s urgent. Put it on speaker.” “Geez. Would saying please hurt you in someway?” James was getting some seriously mixed emotions from Trisha. “Next time. Right now, we have some very serious problems to discuss.” “Fine. But next time you forget the niceties, I will hang up instead. I’ll hold you to it. Girls, you’re on speaker phone and my mate here wants to tell you something. Go for it.” “I will admit Trisha was correct. Most of the time, I was listening. I’d like to thank you for the information as it’s answered a few questions. The issue I have is with which one of you thought it was smart to take a walking targ
Dean watched the second last group of enforcers head out looking for the vehicle. He’d have to thank the Gamma who headed the territory and general pack security. He’d insisted on putting GPS tracking into all their vehicles. From ATV to SUV, they were all tagged. He didn’t trust her not to be smart enough to ditch the tracking device, but right now, he’d make use of it all. He’d hoped not to need to rely on it. But James called again with the outcome and it included Kiera ditching her friends and disappearing alone. He’d be in the last group. Oli would hold down the fort while he dealt with this. Why she thought she was better off alone, he didn’t understand. This was her home, and it always was. Dean knew enough to lay the blame on the feet of Elder Evans. He’d done most of this damage. The rest was Dean’s fault for blindly believing that an elder would be honourable and loyal to him and the pack. That the elder would not use his position to further a twist a
Dean’s vehicle rolled up to the diner’s parking lot and saw the standoff. His enforcers cornered her as she left the diner. He clearly saw her gauging her odds of escape from so many. His vehicle barely stopped before Dean was out of it and walking determinedly toward her. “Kiera, we need to talk. Now.” This wasn’t a tone she’d ever heard from him in all the years she knew him. His tone made it clear he wasn’t asking or pleading, he was stating a fact and there was no way out of it. Dean could see her flight response was in full swing and he needed to lower that without triggering her fight response. This wasn’t a place which would welcome or accept a ‘furry’ incident. Those too often ended in fighting, blood, and property damage. “You resisted understanding, then when you did, you pretended it was all in my head. Now, you want to slap a bandaid here and there. It doesn’t work that way, and you can’t understand because no matter what, it doesn’t aff
Kiera felt weak and cornered by Dean and his enforcers. She felt thwarted by him while feeling relief and a sliver of hope. Hope, she feared, would end up being misplaced. She thought he’d lose patience and cut his losses by ending whatever game he was playing by now. He hadn’t; he doubled down on his beliefs and his story. Kiera tried to ignore and later resist his presence. But she felt an attraction she’d failed to pick up on before and she couldn’t understand why. To Kiera, this was as confusing as tasting chocolate and bacon for the first time. Disturbing described her feelings. While her thoughts took her full attention, Dean eased closer and closer to her. “Were you really running away to search for answers?” Dean thought this was something he least expected. He’d assumed she was running away from him out of fear, or maybe hatred. He thought James made that up to mess with his head. “Clearly something is going on and if I want some peace o
Kiera wasn’t sure what he said, or did that made her feel like she’d been lulled into a trance where she did as he wanted her to do. It felt like she could only give up at this point. Dean proved he could and would hunt her down when she left. His story never changed, and he’d been repeating it along with his assurances that it wasn’t changing. They were mates and he no longer schemed to use her as the butt of his jokes. That there’d be no more games where he competed with James to be the bigger, badder, and best alpha. What James told her in front of witnesses is the exact things Dean repeated to her face. His enforcers were there to witness it. He may not have bitten her like James did Trisha. Dean announced his intentions for her before them, and Kiera practically watched the enforcers’ faces take note and their attitudes change as Dean spoke. But she wasn’t a wolf shifter anymore. She was now a Lycan. A twisted mockery of a wolf shifter. Kiera wondered
Kiera wasn’t expecting any of this, though she knew she should. Dean was determined to have things his way, though Kiera wasn’t sure what his way really looked like. She’d planned to find the answers and prove that the changes in Dean and James were false and this was all wrong. Now, as he kissed her and pulled her close, she wasn’t certain anymore. He’d brought up so many things from their past that brought a new light to this. Someone, possibly his father, their father, might have made what it has not happened? This was fated for them? Her thoughts became muddled as his kiss and hands became more insistent. Kiera felt her body respond to him. They were in a car with others. Kiera pushed back away from Dean just enough to say. “Dean, we aren’t alone in here now’s not the time.” He grumbled and went back to kissing her. “My car, my pack, my mate, and my rules.” “Your mate, as you insisted on telling everyone I am, isn’t comfortable ma
“Dean, what’s going on?” Dean ushered her into his study and was rummaging around a rather messy desk. Distractedly, he pulled out a page and frowned at it. “What do you mean?” “I’ve never seen so many people on the road here coming or going at any time of day or night. What’s going on? The way they were staring at us.” “Kiera it’s really bad time around here and you’re running away like that didn’t help. That guy claiming to be my father and James. Geez, is that a weird thing to think about? Anyway, I’m calling the investigator now to see if they have anything. But that Gingham wolf was selling his blood for something, and we need to know the reason. Or he was being forced to sell his blood. Now, Kiera, any idea you might have about why he did this?” This was a change from what he was like in the car. It took her a moment to catch up on what he was saying. “Well, if I had to guess, I would say it had to do with his plan and whatever the spell was for
“Listen to me Dean. Please. Make me feel okay about this. I need to know you are aware of all the complications.”Kiera wanted him to know all the gory details. He’d have to back down for the pack’s comfort and continue. “Kiera, I know. I’ve read all there is and then some. Before they returned you here, they sent files, reports, and videos of you. I’ve seen you at your worst and I accept it.” Dean was trying to reassure her, but she was having none of it. Kiera shook her head and turned from him. “You don’t get it. There’s no information on if we can have pups, mates, or anything. You’re alpha line would end with you. Do you think the pack would want that? How about being led by a Lycan alpha pair? Seriously, Dean, that’s not considering the chances of you dying. This is part of the reason I left here on top of everything else. I’m trying to keep the pack safe from me and who knows who else. Right now, I look like a threat or a losing bet. Fated Mates or not. I’ll s