“Holy shit, Gray. That was…I don’t even know what to say.”
“Really?” Grayson pulled out slowly, watching Taylor’s face for any pain. He lay on his side, his fingers tracing the soft lips of his mate.
“Oh yeah, I mean…damn.” Taylor chuckled, wincing at the pain in his lower regions. “Did you get bigger?”
Grayson chuckled. “Maybe, I’m not done growing yet.”
Taylor leaned over, kissing Grayson’s lips softly. “Was it okay for you? How did it feel?” “God, it was just so…good, you felt wonderful. It was like sliding into a tub of warm butter.” Grayson smiled, at the raised eyebrow Taylor was giving him. “No, I did not have sex with a tub of butter. This isn’tAmerican Pie.”
Taylor laughed hiding his face. “I hope you never get your hand glued to a porno movie.”
Grayson cracked up, pulling his mate into him. “I have my porn right here.” “That’s so sweet.” Taylor laughed, hiding his face in Grayson’s chest. It felt good, it felt right. Years of being beaten and told by his father that gay was bad, hadn’t won out in the end. He had his mate, for life. “I love you, Grayson Quinton.”
“I love you, and I always will, for however long we roam this earth, you are it for me.” Grayson rolled over on his back. “Now, let’s break the bed.” Grayson laughed, as a loud growl filled the room.
“Oh, you can count on it.” Taylor winked. ~~Epilogue~~ Grayson had a good start on fihei his husband. Miles of forest spread out before him and Grayson switched directions flying into the denser part of Chugach State Park. Snow covered the ground and the air was chilled. He heard Xander off in the distance howling his position and made his way in that direction. It was Saturday, their day off from work, and they came to the park to run and let off steam. The move from their apartment into the Drake brother’s homes was easy and both men accommodated their little to nothing possessions in their lives. The weddings had taken place exactly six months to the day they’d met and Grayson had been in heaven since.
Taylor was sweet and very affectionate. He could also be downright territorial. Although Preston, Tucker and Wesley were part of his own pack, Taylor was still like a guard when they were in his presence. Grayson laughed more than once at his husband’s centurion posture when the younger wolves came around. They’d kept Caden as a close, personal friend and they worked almost solely on his buildings now. Grayson hadn’t seen Brianna in those six months, but he’d seen Harold, her father. He seemed to take Grayson as Taylor’s husband in stride. In fact, no one had batted an eyelash when the Drake brother’s ripped out of their closet. He heard sounds behind him and turned his head to see Nicholas catching up to him. He gathered his strength and pushed into the trees.
Flying out of the forest and into an open area, he was tackled by his husband and flew over on his back as Taylor rubbed his muzzle across his neck. Grayson looked into the beautiful face of his husband in wolf form. Taylor’s fur was a white-caramel color like his hair, but his blue eyes shown bright. Jesus, he was a magnificent animal. Grayson whined and Taylor licked his nose. They rolled around in the snow and were joined by Xander and Jagger. The Drake brother’s in wolf form were just as intimidating as they were in human. Their size, now that they had Wayne’s wolf line running through their veins, made them even bigger.
Xander rubbed against his mate and bit his neck. The rest of the wolves finally caught up and they all turned to look at the sky. Clear blue as far as the eye could see. They’d come to Alaska for a job and ended up with husbands. Grayson howled and the other’s joined in. Sometimes, the best laid plans need tweaking. ~~The end~~
For the Love of Caden ~~Chapter One~~ Kellan leaned back on his elbows, tipping his face to the sun. Denali was its own country; it was so clean and fresh. The air smelled wonderful, like trees and fresh grass. It was unspoiled and beautiful. Being part of the Denali pack was an honor in his eyes. Wayne was one hell of a powerful wolf, Kellan was still trying to get used to the power flowing through him. They were back for a meeting of the packs. Seemed as if the Oreg ni, Kellaon and California packs wanted to combine, it looked as if they’d be welcoming quite a few new wolves into the fold. The front door to the cabin opened, and Preston, Wesley, Tucker and Nicholas made their way over to him on the bench.
“Hey Preston.” Kellan playfully hip-bumped Preston. “How’s Wyatt?”
Preston sighed, collapsing on the bench. “He’s growing up; John sent me some pictures of him. I swear he’s more and more beautiful each time I get a new picture.” Preston’s eyes shifted, just thinking about Wyatt had his blood pumping. “Dammit.”
Tucker chuckled, watching his pack mate’s muscles ripple. “Damn, Preston. Horny much?”
“I’m waiting for Wyatt.” Preston growled. Tucker put his hands up in defense. “Hey now, I’m just messing with you.”
Preston sat back, a wicked smile on his face. “Besides, at least I have a mate.”
Tucker sucked in a breath. “Oh, that’s just so wrong.” Kellan smacked Preston in the arm. “Hey now, some of us are still waiting for ‘the one’. Even though Wyatt is younger, be grateful you know who your mate is. At least you know at some point, you can mark him as yours.”
Preston clasped his hands together. “I know. I’ll be in Washington for a few days. I just want to see him, you know? He’s growing up so fast.”
“Well,” Wesley sat next to Preston, taking his hand. “At least you can see him. I can’t wait for the day that I get my mate.”
“Yep, we are all going to jack off until out dicks fall off.” Nicholas winked.
Kellan smiled at his friends. “Let’s just hope when we do find our mates, they are old enough for us to do something about it.”
“No shit.” Tucker laughed.
They all heard Wayne calling them in for lunch. Kellan stood, stretching his back and arms out. “Thank God, I’m starving.” “Last one in does dishes!” Tucker took off.
Nicholas hung back with Kellan; they walked slowly toward the cabin. “We are going to have to do dishes.”
Kellan shrugged v>
“It’s easy, my Captain keeps wondering how I solve cases so fast.” Nicholas chuckled. “Could be that I can ‘smell’ the bad guy?” Kellan laughed softly. “You’ll be making detective before you know it.”
“Maybe.” Nicholas shrugged. “Right now, I’m just enjoying keeping busy.” “You mean keeping your mind off the mate you don’t have.” Kellan sighed, looking up at the sky. “What I wouldn’t give to have love in my life.”
“It will happen, I know it will.” Nicholas hugged his brother. “We have to have faith.”
Kellan felt Nick’s arms around him and sighed. “I know.”
~~ Kellan woke up with a loud groan. His ‘Clocky’ alarm clock was going off and rolling around the room. Okay, so it was his fault he’d purchased the damn thing, but after going into work late on more than one occasion, he’d had to do something. He could hear the damn thing rolling around under his bed; it hit the frame and bounced changing directions. Before he could grab it, it went out the bedroom and into the hall.
“Ugh!” Kellan threw his legs over the side of the bed. He knew he looked ridiculous in his black boxer briefs chasing a damn alarm clock down his hallway. But, he was up. Mission accomplished by irritating alarm clock. He grabbed it before it went into the bathroom. Silencing it, he threw it on his bed. Kellan trudged into the kitchen and flipped the coffee pot on; turning the TV to the morning news he waited for the coffee to finish percolating. Friday the thirteenth and he was working today. Great. He’d moved to Seattle six months ago with Jude and Scott. They all worked as Paramedics at the Harborview Medical. Their Alpha, Alexander Romasko was a doctor there. The Seattle sky was turning a nasty greyish color and Kellan sighed. A lot of accidents would be happening today, he could just feel it. You’d think living in Seattle, most people would get used to driving in the rain. Nope. And May, seemed to be the worst month for torrential rain.
Kellan grabbed his towel and went to the bathroom. Living with two other guys ensured you never ran out of shaving cream and razors. They each went shopping once a week taking turns. Turning the water to hot, Kellan got in and rinsed his jet black hair. Being Irish and Italian gave him a look that girls seemed to go crazy for. His eyes were black as midnight and his six foot frame was covered in sinewy muscles. Kellan sighed and gripped his dick; he didn’t even have the energy to jack off, he needed to get laid. Although Seattle was a hot-bed of gays, Kellan had yet to find the ‘one’, his mate. Being a werewolf meant you had someone especially for you and when the time was right, you’d meet. At almost twenty six, Kellan was tired of waiting.
The door to the bathroom opened and Kellan could see Scott’s frame in the outline of the frosted shower door.
“Well good morning, beautiful.” Kellan chuckled.
“I fucking hate your alarm clock, Kel.” Scott leaned his head back, waiting for his morning wood to subside, so he could take a piss.
“You’re up aren’t you?” Kellan massaged the shampoo into his scalp and rinsed.
They both heard the loud groan from the kitchen and Scott laughed.
“Jude attacked the coffee.” “Yep,” Kellan soaped up his chest. Unlike Scott and Jude, Kellan was a made werewolf. At the cusp of death, Alex had changed him. He and his parents were on a camping trip when he was fifteen; they were attacked by a grizzly. His father, trying to shield them both was killed. His mother took his place in trying to shield her son and lost. Kellan had rolled into a ball and played dead, the bear wasn’t buying it. His stomach had been cut open by the bear’s massive claws and as he lay dying he’d heard the howls of wolves. The change had been painful, but not as painful as the bear attack. When he’d woken up, Alex was there. From that point on Alexander Romasko took care of him. Although he’d still had his grandmother, she was older and couldn’t take care of him. After a long talk with Alexander, she’d agreed to let Alexander take care of him. Now she was gone as well, all he had left in the world was Alexander and the pack. Alex put him through school and made sure he’d had whatever he needed; Scott and Jude became his brothers.
Stepping out of the shower, he wrapped the towel around his waist and looked in the mirror. Even as a made wolf, he would get a mate. He just hoped his mate would find him soon. Throwing on his pants and shirt, Kellan walked to the kitchen grabbing a cup of coffee, he put some bread in the toaster and went to the pantry for peanut butter.
“Oh come on, Jude.” Kellan pulled the lid off. “This has you written all over it!”
“What?” Jude sipped his coffee.
“Really?” Kellan dipped the jar so that Scott could see inside. “Jude,” Scott tsked. “Really? Clean your knife off before you put jelly in the peanut butter, and or vice-versa. We really don’t like them mixed, if we did, we’d buy that Goober shit.”
“Stop putting your underwear on the floor then.” Jude pointed at Scott with his knife.
Scott sat up and leaned over. “Stop leaving your pubes in the sink.”
“Okay, ew!” Kellan made a disgusted face. “Stop, I’m trying to eat here.” After shoving toast in his mouth and grabbing his duffel bag, Kellan took the steps down to the street below. Their apartment was literally feet from the hospital, which made people wonder how Kellan could be late. He sighed and walked through the emergency room doors and found Alex already working. When his Alpha saw him his face lit up and Kellan had to smile, the man was like a father to him.
“Good morning, Kellan.”
“Morning, Alex.” Kellan put his bag down. “Friday the thirteenth.”
“I know,” Alex sighed. “I have a feeling it is going to be crazy around here.” Kellan had to wonder how Alex could be a doctor, more than once he’d asked how Alex could let people die in his care knowing he could prevent it with just one bite. The answer Alex gave him made him think.
“Some people have lived their lives and are ready to go, others have just started. I chose you Kellan because you had a strength that I have not seen very often. Others, I cannot explain away and it would put us in danger. Could you imagine if a little girl was dying of cancer in my care and miraculously became cancer free? To play God with lives, is for God alone. I have broken my own rules along the way, but I do not regret changing you Kellan.”
Kellan smiled at the memory.
“You must get to work.” Alexander winked.
Kellan smiled and shuffled off to the locker room to find Jude and Scott already in Uniform.
“You guys ready for the madhouse?” Kellan waggled his eyebrows.
“Always.” Scott smiled. ~~ The rain started coming down around noon, and then poured relentlessly for another two hours. They were called to three different car wrecks in a span of two hours. The third call was a woman that hydroplaned right off the damn road and into a concrete barrier. She’d been hysterical and Kellan held her hand in the ambulance as Scott started an IV drip. The woman’s name was Helen and once she calmed down, was trying to set Kellan up with her daughter.
“Oh, that’s sweet Helen,” Kellan had smiled at her. “But, I’m gay.”
Helen blinked once than twice, and then smiled. “I have a son too. He’s in the Navy.”
“A Seabee huh?” Kellan adjusted her drip. “Is he gay?”
“I have no idea.” Helen laughed. “I wouldn’t care; you are just hypnotically beautiful Kellan.”
“Okay now, are you setting me up with your kids or for yourself?” Kellan winked. Kellan smiled, it wasn’t the first time, nor would it be the last time a woman tried to fix him up with one of her grown children. Scott winked at him and Kellan stuck his tongue out. After dropping her off at the hospital, dispatch alerted them to another accident and Jude pulled into traffic.
“Here we go.” Kellan sighed.
~~Chapter Two~~
Caden sat in a line of traffic that seemed five miles long. He sighed and looked at his watch, any chanc v Being Caden Fournier was a hindrance as far as he was concerned. He would love to just be Caden, just your average everyday Joe. Grayson Drake treated him that way, in fact all of the Drakes did, he was just ‘Caden’ to them. Caden smiled at the memory of his first meeting with Grayson. He was Quinton then, he hadn’t married Taylor yet. He was so full of life, so curious. It made him endearing and they had formed a tight friendship even though Grayson was several years younger. He’d given them cars as wedding presents, they had both balked at first until Caden promised to donate as much money as the cars cost to charity, which seemed to put Grayson and Xander at ease. Besides, turning down an Aston Martin and a Jaguar was ridiculous. Caden chuckled.
He also gained Riley Flynn-Esposito as a friend, as well as Riley’s husband and the rest of their friends. He hadn’t had too many friends growing up, his father was a ruthless businessman and made sure Caden attended all the finest schools. But when Caden came out of his closet, his father stopped supporting him. With a college degree in Business, he struck out on his own; a train ride from Paris to Pau had brought him fortune. Sitting in a shared car, he happened to overhear a man arguing with someone on the phone about money. Once the man had hung up, Caden struck up a conversation with him. Armand Guilume was going through a divorce, and his wife was set to take all his money.
He’d talked to the man for the rest of the train ride, explaining how to move his money legally and after that, he had a job. Years of investing wisely fattened his bank account and knowing how to spend it fattened it more. Now he could buy and sell his father a thousand times over. Not that they spoke anymore, his father divorced his mother for a younger woman. In her grief, his mother had taken her own life; he’d never forgiven his father for the betrayal. Caden shook his head clear of memories and looked at the road ahead of him, the traffic moved a little bit and then stopped again. He banged his head on the steering wheel.
“Oh my God! What is the problem?” Another car behind him tried to switch lanes and got stuck in between both lanes. C
aden sighed and tried to edge his BMW back to give the guy room. Looking in the rearview mirror his eyes went wide, a semi was flying down the open area of the bridge and it was not slowing down.
“Merde.” Caden swore.
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He tried to honk his horn to warn the cars behind him to move but
they weren’t paying attention. The semi came barreling down the bridge and hit the car five cars back from him. The domino effect was in full force. One by one they all crashed into each other until they hit the back end of his car, Caden was forced into the pick- up truck in front of him and the whole front end of his car came into the driver’s seat pinning him.
“Oh Fuck!” Caden roared in pain. Two seconds later the air bag went off in his face. “Son of a bitch!” Caden pushed the air bag down and looked in the rearview mirror, which was much closer to him now. His face was covered in a white powder and blood seeped from his nose. He was alive however.
~~
The call came through and Kellan looked at Jude in the driver’s seat of the ambulance. “Move it!” Kellan shouted. They weaved in and out of traffic in a hurry, fire trucks were already on the way to the scene on the bridge. More and more emergency vehicles pulled up alongside of them, the police were out on the bridge directing traffic to turn around as the emergency workers spread out blanketing the bridge. The ambulance came to a stop and Scott jumped out grabbing his bag, he ran to the first car looking inside.
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