Chance Encounters

by Kathi S. Barton

  “Sir, there is a man here to see you. He said that his name is Bill Patrick.” Neil started to tell him to send him away when the man spoke again. “He’s with another man. Burton Dean. Trevor’s brother, I believe.”

  “You’re kidding me.” The man only smiled and shook his head. “Could this day get any better, you think? Holy shit. The mate and the brother. Bring him in. Let’s meet the little bastard. Maybe I’ll just have to make sure that old Trevor knows that they are here, if he don’t already.”

  As soon as he came in the door, Neil wondered if there had been some mistake. He knew Patrick; the man was well known around his circles as a cheat and a murderer. He’d even used him a couple of times when someone would challenge him. Like last week, when that prick had decided that he could do a better job than him. He might have, but Neil liked what he was doing and was going to stay for as long as he wanted.

  But the man with Patrick, tall yet fat, had a look about him that told Neil that he wasn’t used to his kind of pack. Probably wasn’t, if he was Trevor’s brother. He looked as out of place as if you’d stuck a nice painting on the wall in an otherwise abandoned house. But Neil knew something that most didn’t. Burton and Trevor were not on friendly terms, barely spoke to each other, and from what he’d heard, Trevor wasn’t happy with picking up the tab for his older brother either. Neil got up to shake the man’s hand that was going to make him as rich as Midas.

  “You want something?” Neil looked at Patrick when he didn’t answer him. “You’re in my territory now, fuck-tard. I didn’t call on you, so I’m guessing that you want something from me. And you should know that you caught me on a good day, but I’m not stupid.”

  “I got me a party going tonight and wanted to know if you wanted to join us. We got us some prime bitches that are gonna make us real happy.” He told him of his plan and what the woman were going to provide for them. Humans, he said, and that certainly perked up Neil’s interest quick enough. “It’ll only cost you ten grand to join us. We’re cutting you a deal, seeing’s how you’re the pack master and all.”

  “A deal, huh? And what do I get for coming along with your party? Provided that I even allow you to have it.” He would though. The thought of taking a human the way he wanted made his dick hard. It had been everything he could do to even talk to the bitch upstairs without just simply raping her and being done with it.

  Playing doctor with his momma helping him had been a bit of fun too. But fun time was about over. He needed to get rid of her before Trevor got here. And he was coming too, of that there was no doubt. The bitch had a connection to Trevor, and Neil knew that soon, if not already, Trevor would figure out who had her and come for her. Neil wanted her out of the house and dead before that came into play.

  “You can have first pick.” Patrick smiled at him as if he already knew who he’d pick. But it did sound good. But he should have that anyway; with him being the alpha, he should always have the first pick of it all, and pointed that out to him. It’s what had made him a very rich man since he’d taken this pack several years ago. “And if you know of any women that might like to join us, or not like it, that’d be great too.”

  Andrea. Neil would take her with him and then she’d be his pick to kill. Christ, this was sounding better and better all the time. But he had to be cool about this. If he gave the others any indication that he had Trevor’s mate, they’d turn on him in a minute. No matter what you were to a pack of wolves, you never touched another male’s mate. That was instant death. But to get her out there...that was going to be tricky.

  “I got me one in mind. She’s a little on the sickly side.” And she was gorgeous too, with breasts the size of nice melons. Even her pussy, when he’d seen it...he had to focus here or not get to sample Trevor’s mate. “I’ll want her, of course. She’s been sucking me dry for days now, and I’d like to get me some payback.”

  Neil let them think that he’d been getting sucked by with her mouth, and not just his time and energy. They all laughed at it, and he could see the potential for this to work. Neil watched as Patrick cupped his cock and smiled. Neil had had to put up with her endless questions and probing, and all he’d wanted to do was tie her to the bed, tape her yapping mouth closed, and fuck her until she was dead. Then feed her to the pack.

  “We can do that. You tell us where to pick her up and we’ll take her out to be groomed now. The other bitches we have, they’re out there now getting all primped up for us. Pussy’s shaved and such.” Neil thought of the naked Andrea with her pussy shaved and nearly went to find her to do it himself. Instead he told Patrick where to find her.

  “But if you soil her before I get to her, then there will be hell to pay. I will not just kill you, but give you to the pack to let them do whatever they want before I toss your ass in the river and forget about you.” Patrick was nodding and Neil looked at Burton. “What the hell have you got in this? I heard you were some kind of big shit in the wolfy world. You’re not impressing me with your sucking in all the ambiances of the room.”

  “Ambiances? I don’t...nah, I’m not any big deal anywhere. Not anymore. But I will be. My brother, Trevor—I think you know him—he cut me off today. Told me that he was done with me.” Neil had wondered why Trevor had been providing for his brother anyway, but said nothing. “He’s going to get his too. I’m working out something that I think will have him begging to help me.”

  Neil doubted that would ever happen. Trevor was a man that got things done, and had the money and the balls to back it up. That was another reason why Neil hated him so much. The man could take a broken down old building and turn it into something worth seeing in a matter of months. Then he’d make more than double his money back on it in no time. Fucker.

  Trevor was an alpha, everyone knew that. And he could have come in and taken the pack from him at any time. But the bastard not only didn’t come to meetings when he’d asked him to, but had told him that he’d just as soon not be bothered with the whole pack thing. He wanted to be left alone. The whole pack thing? That just added to the list of things that pissed Neil off about Trevor, and since then, he had been working on a way to kill the arrogant prick. More so since some of the pack, a great many of them now, had asked for him to step down and allow someone else to run things. Trevor’s name came up more often than not when he asked who they thought could do a better job.

  “You a part of this party tonight?” Burton said he was. “Good. Perhaps if this goes well, then I can take you under my wing and we can work together to rid the wolf world of your brother. We don’t need men like him fucking it up for the rest of us.”

  “I’d like that. I surely would.” Burton nodded again and Neil wondered if he was right in the head. He seemed all right, but there was something slightly off about him. Like he didn’t have a clue. Or he didn’t care to have one…which, the more the thought about it, was probably it.

  Burton and Patrick were led upstairs to get Andrea. His mom had doped her up earlier so that they could have their pack meeting and not have anyone wander in and find her. She was noisy when she wanted something, yelling for him or his mom to come and let her go pee or some shit like that. He’d taken to handcuffing her to the bed the last couple of days after he realized she wasn’t taking the shit that they were giving her. His mom had a nice stash of drugs that they’d been using on her, but it did them little good if the bitch didn’t take them. He’d thought that the drugs would keep her from contacting Trevor. That was why he wanted her out of the house now; he knew she had talked to Trevor, even though he’d tried to tell her that the voice in her head wasn’t real.

  Burton stood back as Patrick picked up the limp woman, even though Burton was clearly the bigger of the two of them. Neil wanted to ask him why, but the man seemed to just volunteer information like it was his job.

  “I’m not in the best of shape right now.” Neil didn’t think the man had lifted anything heavier than a fork for a very long time. “I’m gonna get me in this progr
am to get myself lean again. I’m blaming that on Trevor, too. If he was going to give me everything, then don’t you think he should have made sure that I got in shape too?”

  Neil didn’t answer. He wasn’t even sure how to answer him. First of all, he was at least in his thirties, if not older, and seemed to be intelligent enough to get in out of the rain. Why the hell did he think that his brother should provide for him, period? He should have gotten up off his lazy ass years ago, and not have to be told to do so. If Trevor was going to support someone, why the hell couldn’t it have been Neil? For Christ’s sake, at least he was going to cut him in on the money.

  As the three of them left, Neil decided that it was time to call things to order. The car was barely out of the driveway when he let out a shrill whistle that had everyone turn to him. Well, most of them turned. That was when Neil realized that his pack was out of order, and having a grand old time without him getting his dick wet.

  Christ, he watched as one of his men fucked a woman on the table that they were going to eat from later. Another one was giving head to one of his other men. Two women were on the ground, their naked bodies covered in cum as two of his best men fucked them. It was like a fucking orgy going on, and he had missed most of it.

  “When you get your dicks put away, it’s time that we started.” Several of them laughed and Neil had to adjust his own cock when two women were bent over the same table and fucked hard. It was too much, like having his own porn movie playing out in front of him. He felt his balls fill and his cock stretch to a painful erection. It had been days since he’d had any relief, and he needed it right now. “Someone needs to come up here and help me out. Hey, you bitch. Get over here and service your alpha. And you two, too. Get over here.”

  She moved like he’d hit her. Again. Damned women were going to have to learn their place, and soon. If you were a woman and not mated or old, you had a single purpose in this pack, and that was to fuck whoever wanted it. As the biggest busted woman he’d ever seen came up and dropped her naked body in front of him, he watched her undo his pants and free his cock.

  Cupping her head, he jerked her mouth to his cock even as another woman stripped his shirt off him and bit his nipples. Fucking the mouth in front of him, he nearly came when another female moved between the woman at his cock and him and began eating her pussy.

  “I need to fuck something.” When she let his cock go, he nearly staggered to the floor when the women began fucking each other with their fingers and mouths. Neil fell to the deck then, his cock straining for some relief, and they moved over him, tearing the rest of his clothes off like he told them to do. The one that had been sucking him off got on his cock and rode him like he was a bucking bull and she was gonna ride to win.

  Eating pussy and getting his balls emptied by these women was going to give him less of an edge. When it came time to fuck that bitch, he was going to be able to take his time. Thinking of her now, how she was going to look tied to that tree, her naked body glistening with his cum and her blood, he felt his first of what he hoped would be many climaxes take him.

  He was howling out his ending when the boot came down over his throat. If this was a joke, he wasn’t finding it the least bit funny. He nearly shifted, letting his wolf take him, even as the gun filled with silver touched his forehead. Neil started to grab for it, to shove it from his head, when he realized something. This was not a joke, and the man holding the gun would shoot him without any provocation. Trevor Dean had come to his home.

  “Hello, Neil. I see you’ve not changed your ways and are still a mother fucking asshole. Where is my mate?” Neil watched the men around him out of the corner of his eye, and wasn’t surprised to see that they weren’t coming to his aide. Every one of them knew that to cross Trevor was to sign their own death warrant. The man was just oozing power and command. The gun hit him hard. “Where is she?”

  “Who?” This time when the gun hit his forehead, he felt the blood move down his head to fill his ear. The pain was blinding him, but Neil knew better than to reach up and try to wipe it way. Even though he was smiling, Neil knew that Trevor was more than willing to kill him. “I haven’t...she’s not here anymore.”

  “But you had her.” It wasn’t a question, but he nodded anyway. “You knew that she was my mate, knew that she was mine, and yet you kept her anyway. I’m going to fucking enjoy tearing you apart.”

  “You do and my pack will take you down.”

  Trevor laughed. It was harsh, echoing around them as if he were on a loud speaker instead of right over him. When Neil started to speak again, Trevor cut him off.

  The loud whistle rivaled his by a great deal. Neil actually found himself jealous of the way that the entire yard, everyone, stopped making any noise in that moment. Neil turned his head just enough to see that each and every one of them—his pack, his men, and women—were down on their bellies, their heads touching the ground as if they were a part of it. He’d never been able to get them to submit to him that way, and doubted that even now any of them knew that he was only an alpha to them because he was a bastard who used force instead of power to rule them.

  “My name is Trevor Dean, for those that don’t know me by now.” There wasn’t a person there that didn’t know who he was, and Neil was pretty sure that he knew it. “As of right now I’m taking this pack. Neil Stein won’t be with us much longer, I’m happy to say, so if you have a problem with that, now would be a good time for you to pack up your shit and get the fuck off my newly acquired land.”

  Neil expected...well, something. Someone to stand up to defend him. Anyone to say, “Nope, not going to happen.” Something to happen. But they just laid here. No one even moved to leave the pack, which surprised and saddened him more than he could say. And when he saw his mother being brought out by two men, her feet dangling above the ground by a good foot, Neil did move, only to have the pressure at his throat deepen. Trevor stood up now, but left his booted foot right where it was.

  “Neil Stein and his mother, Mary Stein, have taken what is mine. They held my mate captive for over a week, drugging her and keeping her from coming back to me. They knew who she was and what she was to me, yet they did nothing to contact me. They held her prisoner by cuffing her to the bed and telling her not to listen to the words that I spoke to her.” Several of the men in the front lifted their heads and looked in Neil’s direction. None of these people knew that he’d had her. The only two people that did were his mother, who was currently being thrown to the ground and held there by Trevor’s enforcer, and Neil’s own man, Holloway…who Neil did not see as of now.

  “He’s dead.” Neil looked up at Trevor when he spoke. “Benson killed him when he tried to stop me from confronting you on your own turf. Sucks, I guess, for you, but I’m a happy man. Shouldn’t do that when I’m in the right. I’m going to make Benson Gilmore my enforcer when I kill you. I just thought you’d like to know that.”

  “You’re not going to kill me and we both know it.” Trevor cocked a brow at him. “We both know that you’re a pussy and you won’t do shit to me. I know what you are. Men like you make me sick. Just let me and my mother go and we’ll move on and you can try to make this pack work for you. But I got news for you, you fucking prick; they’ll come to me when I’m ready for them, and we will attack you and that fucking whore of yours, and kill you in your fucking beds. See if we don’t.”

  Trevor winked at him.

  ~~~

  Pulling the trigger was a good deal easier than he’d thought it would be. Killing Neil made him feel...well, nothing right now. Trevor was sure that he might later, but for now, he was all right with it. Turning to the pack behind him, he looked them over and then looked at Mary Stein. Walking to her, all he could think about was his own mother.

  “You fucking bastard. You cock sucking son of a whore. Why? Why did you kill my boy? What the fuck did he ever do to you other than take that worthless piece of ass from you? You pompous crotch sucking fuck knob.” Okay, not
so much his mother, but a sailor on leave maybe. “What are you going to do now, you douche canoe? Kill me too?”

  Benson jerked her neck around and snapped it. When she dropped to the ground, dead, the pack dropped back to the dirt and lay there. Trevor nearly burst out laughing when he noticed the bare asses shining up from the backside of several of the men. Several women were naked too, but he didn’t think they’d shift. At least he hoped not.

  “I’m looking for my mate, Andrea Dean.” No one moved. “Anyone that can help me will be rewarded. Those found to be a part of her being missing will be killed. As you can see, I’m not fucking around with this.”

  “She’s not here.” Trevor made his way to the woman near the back, careful not to get too close to anyone. As he made his way toward her, Benson started taking weapons from the ones they could see were armed, as well as a couple that he’d missed on his walk. Christ, were they going to war and he’d not been informed?

  “Where is she? And how long has she been gone?” The woman looked at the man next to her when he growled and told her to shut the fuck up. Trevor just looked at Benson, who shot the man in the head. They had to show a sign of force or they’d all be fucked. “Where is she?”

  “The enforcer and two other men put her into the trunk of the car about half an hour ago. I only know it was her because she smells like you. And...and Master there was saying that she was going to be his before the night was over. He said it would piss you off.” Trevor nodded and bent at the knees to talk to her. The woman kept glancing at the dead man beside her, then back at him. “He wasn’t my mate, but Master said that any of his men could have us whenever they wanted. None of us have any protection from the pack. The rule was if we were not mated, then the pack—his men mostly—could have us until we found a mate. I don’t think it mattered to most of them if we were mated or not. They just...they killed mates when they got in the way of their fun. And Master said it was all right. For the betterment of the pack.”