Kane's Mate (Armageddon Mates)

by Gower, Hazel

  Kane’s Mate

  by

  Hazel Gower

  Kane’s Mate

  Copyright © 2013, Hazel Gower

  ISBN: 9781937325619

  Publisher: Beachwalk Press, Inc.

  Electronic Publication: March, 2013

  Editor: Pamela Tyner

  Cover: Jonathan Gower

  eBooks are not transferable. No part of this book may be used or reproduced without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations in articles and reviews.

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

  Back Cover Copy

  Faith’s life has always balanced in two worlds—the normal human world and the supernatural. Now she has to choose between the two.

  Faith York is human, but she has psychic powers, which is a little odd since neither of her parents have paranormal abilities. Thankfully, the werewolf family who lived around the corner help her learn to control her powers. She instantly fell in love with the entire family, but especially Kane, the oldest son who is next in line to be Alpha. Unfortunately, Kane doesn’t see Faith the same way she sees him. Heartbroken, she leaves town.

  When Faith returns from two years overseas, her parents throw her a welcome home party. Faith is shocked when Kane kidnaps her from the party and mate marks her. Now she struggles with the choice of whether to leave again and live a normal life—a life she yearns for—or stay with the man she’s always dreamed of and live a supernatural life.

  To complicate matters further, her psychic powers intensify and she begins to have visions of an upcoming demon Armageddon. Then she learns she was switched at birth, and she has a half-brother…who is half demon.

  Faith must be stronger than she ever believed possible, and maybe in the process, she can trust herself to give Kane another chance.

  Content Warning: Sexy werewolf alpha, graphic sex, strong language, and violence

  Dedication

  To my family for believing in me. I’m very blessed to have a wonderful husband and four beautiful children.

  Acknowledgements

  The most important person I want to thank is Pamela Tyner. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I would also like to say thanks to all my writer friends, you know who you are. Thanks for the love.

  Prologue

  Jamie hated that his dad made him and his brothers and sisters ride the bus home. All the other werewolves were either picked up, old enough to drive, or were too little to go to school. Today Jamie was extra eager to get home, making the forty minute bus ride seem even longer than normal. It had been a week since the four human families had moved in. Three of the families had children. His dad had told them all to be nice to the humans, because they were there to help with the mine. Jamie didn’t care about that, he was just excited to have more kids around to play with so he didn’t have to play with his stupid brothers, and especially his sisters. His mum had said to give them a couple of days to settle in before he bothered them, so he had given them a full week just to be safe.

  Jamie knew he would have to avoid the forest around them as his dad had told the humans to keep out of the forest due to wild animals and mine holes.

  Jamie had it all figured out—he was going to let the human kids get off, then he was going to backtrack so his stupid sisters didn’t follow. Jamie watched the six kids—two girls and four boys—get out. Almost bouncing in his seat, Jamie turned to his brothers. “I’m going for a run.”

  The bus stopped and Jamie took off. One of his brothers, Griffen, yelled after him, “Don’t annoy them for long.”

  Jamie stuck his tongue out as he ran to catch up with the human kids. He turned the corner to head up the hill. At the top of the hill, he saw the human kids down below surrounding a chubby little girl. He ran down the hill as the biggest of the boys pushed the little girl down, yelling at her that she was a freak, loser, fatty, and that nobody liked her. Tears rolled down the little girl’s dirty face as she stared up at them. She didn’t look old enough to be at school. She was a small girl with olive brown skin, brown eyes, and long brownish red hair that was falling out of a braid.

  Just as the other kids were about to kick her, Jamie grabbed the older two. “Don’t you hurt her. She’s just a little girl,” he screamed. “Pick on someone your own size.”

  The oldest boy laughed. “What about you?” he replied.

  Then he tried to push Jamie, but Jamie moved out of the way and the boy fell over. The others went to attack Jamie. He looked up at them and knew his wolf shone through, because they backed up as Jamie told them, “She’s only little, you should feel ashamed.”

  One of the boys laughed and yelled back, “She’s a fat freak!”

  Jamie growled. “Go home and leave her alone.”

  The little girl became brave and stood up next to him and told them, “I would do what he says. His daddy is one of the owners of the mine, and if you hurt him your daddy won’t have a job.”

  The five kids looked at Jamie, then ran home.

  Jamie turned to the little girl and asked, “Are you okay?”

  She nodded, staring at him curiously.

  Jamie heard his oldest brother calling him, “Jamie, you okay? What happened?”

  Jamie looked up at his eldest brother Kane. He had an odd look on his face as he stared at the little girl.

  “Yes, Kane, I’m fine. Those kids were picking on this little girl.” Jamie puffed up his chest. “And I saved her.”

  * * * *

  Kane looked down at the wide-eyed little girl. She didn’t look older than five. She was a cute little thing, even with the blotchy red eyes from crying, the dirt on her cheeks, and her hair everywhere from falling out of the braid that it was supposed to be in. His wolf inside him thought she was adorable, it wanted to rip to shreds the kids who had picked on her.

  The odd reaction of his wolf caused him to stare at the girl, looking for something, anything that would make him understand why his wolf reacted that way. He knew it couldn’t be magic, as wolves were supposedly immune to all magic bar their own, but maybe this little girl who looked up at him with complete trust, admiration, and love…could she be different? Why would she be looking at him that way? It was Jamie who had saved her. Kane shook his head. He must have misinterpreted something.

  She smiled up at him with a top tooth missing. “Hi. Can I see you turn into a wolf?” She turned to Jamie and added, “I’m not a little girl, I’m a big girl. I go to school now and everything.”

  Kane couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, I can see. What’s your name?”

  She turned back to him, and her smile got even bigger. “I’m Faith York. Now can I see your wolf? If you won’t show me, maybe Jamie will show me his.” Faith turned to Jamie. “I bet you’re really cute and cuddly!”

  Jamie groaned, and Kane laughed harder at Jamie’s tortured face.

  “I won’t call you a pup, cos I know how much you hate that. I wish I had brothers and sisters. You’re so lucky to have twelve people in your family. I told my mum that we were surrounded by werewolves, and she said I have an overactive imagination, whatever that means, but don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone else because I know now that it’s a secret. You save us from all the bad things,” Faith said.

  Kane and Jamie stared open-mouthed at Faith as she smiled up at Kane.

  “You’re really pretty. You can be my Prince Charming.” As she grabbed Kane’s hand, she gasped and seemed to go into a trance for a minute or two, her eyes becoming even bigger.

  Faith grinned up at them and headed in
the opposite direction to her house, dragging him with her.

  Chapter 1

  It’s so nice to be home, Faith thought. Her parents were throwing her a welcome home party, and she couldn’t wait to see her second family. She had missed Jamie and his family so much. Faith’s parents had picked her up from the airport yesterday, and she’d spent a relaxing afternoon with them. But tonight she hoped everyone she loved would be there, bar one. She couldn’t see him, not yet, she needed time to settle, build up her walls against him. Faith shook her head and finished getting ready for her party.

  Two hours later, the party had started and Faith was chatting to all her friends, but she couldn’t stay focused on the conversation around her, because she was eagerly awaiting some of the most important people in her life. Her werewolf family was late, and she was starting to get upset.

  She had been away for two years with only phone contact with the Wolfens. She never missed speaking to at least one of them every night. They were the reason she had come home, and why she’d left in the first place. It’s not that she wasn’t grateful to them, especially as they’d helped her learn to control her psychic gifts, but they always seemed to take over and overprotect her. She sighed and gave herself a little shake, hoping it would get her back into the conversation around her.

  When Faith finally felt her wolf family arrive, she smiled, excused herself from the friends she was talking to, and ran outside to greet them. Faith kissed all the werewolves, and when she reached Jamie she jumped on him, kissing his cheek. “I missed my best friend so much,” Faith told him.

  Jamie chuckled. “We talked almost every day.”

  “I missed your hugs, and I miss your stupid jokes, they don’t have the same effect over the phone.” Faith kissed both of his cheeks.

  She looked up and saw Kane first before she felt him. He was special. Faith loved her werewolf family, but the love she had for Kane was different, more intense, sexual, a love she felt to the bottom of her soul. The problem was, he didn’t want her.

  Faith looked over Jamie’s shoulder, trying for a casual, “Hi, Kane.”

  She turned her head back to Jamie before she did something stupid like jump on Kane and kiss him to show him how much she loved him and didn’t want to live without him anymore.

  Without thinking of the consequences, she kissed Jamie on the mouth, trying not to put all her regret and self-hatred at loving Kane into it. Jamie seemed startled at first, but then he grabbed her arse to hold her closer to him, and he really got into it.

  Faith wished she loved Jamie the way she loved Kane. God, she wished she felt something from this kiss. Nothing…she felt nothing for Jamie beyond friendship.

  She sighed in thanks when her mother called her inside as she had an overseas caller. Faith walked into the house, not daring to look back at the group, knowing if she did she would have to acknowledge what was going on.

  * * * *

  Kane got out of his car and froze as chocolate and vanilla assaulted his senses. He looked for the source, terrified because he knew who it would be. His gaze fell on an absolutely gorgeous, grown-up Faith, and his wolf stood at attention for the first time in more than four years. It growled in his head mate, take, mate.

  Kane stared at Faith as she greeted his family. When she came to Jamie she jumped on him, kissing his cheek. Kane fought with his wolf as he waited patiently for Faith to acknowledge him. All she did was look at him with a blank expression and say “hi” then turn her head to kiss Jamie on the mouth.

  Kane snapped. He growled and lunged for Jamie only to be held back by his brothers, Rane and Arden. “Mine,” he snarled as he struggled to free himself.

  Kane knew he wasn’t being rational. Jamie was his brother and Faith’s best friend, but it seemed his wolf, and deep down he admitted to himself, he didn’t care. The kiss ended when Faith was called inside. She excused herself and left without even looking back.

  Jamie turned to him, and his face paled and his eyes widened as the realization seemed to sink in. Jamie screamed, “No, no, no, you can’t have her. She can’t be your true mate.”

  Kane surged forward again, and this time he found himself free. He got up in Jamie’s face, making sure his alpha wolf showed, and bellowed, “Mine. Don’t touch her again. Next time I will kill you, brother or not.”

  Kane knew he was overreacting, but his wolf had taken over. He followed his nose inside where he found Faith on the phone in her bedroom. She turned to him with a stunned expression as she ended her call. Kane grabbed the phone and threw it on her pillow. He picked a still shocked Faith up, threw her over his shoulder, and took her out the back to avoid being seen. Arriving at his car, he placed her in the passenger seat, telling her “don’t move”, and then got in and drove away.

  Obviously stunned, she didn’t say anything until they were on their way. “Dr. Wolfen, take me back to my party, right now,” demanded Faith.

  Kane knew why she wasn’t calling him by his given name, by calling him Dr. Wolfen she was creating space between them and she didn’t have to acknowledge how close they had once been.

  Frustrated, Kane raked his hand through his hair. “Why? You’re close to everyone in my family, all of them heard from you while you were overseas. My parents already treated you like a daughter. God, you used to be my constant shadow when I was home. When you were little I helped you control your gifts. What happened? You just started avoiding me, stopped talking to me. You wouldn’t even be in the house when I was there.” He shook his head. “That’s why my wolf doesn’t talk to me anymore, because over four years ago you stopped talking to me. I wondered why, when any information came up about you my wolf would perk up. I should have known, but you’re so young. There’s a fourteen year age difference between us. I guess that’s why I never guessed.”

  A few minutes later, they arrived at his house. Parking his car in the driveway, Kane grabbed a stunned, opened-mouth Faith—which he felt pretty good about, as it was hard to get anything by her—and carried her inside.

  He placed Faith on his bed and stared at her. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. His wet dream had come to life. Faith was still short, it didn’t look like she’d grown any since he last saw her, still just barely over five feet. Her brown-red hair was a little bit longer now, waist-length, and at that moment it was everywhere. He brushed some of the wild hair out of her warm, chocolate brown eyes. They were slightly tilted, giving her an exotic look, and they were currently glaring at him, flashing with anger. Faith had satin smooth, olive brown skin, a dainty little nose, a full bottom lip, and a slender neck. Her breasts were easily more than two handfuls—they were huge, round globes, about a large D cup he guessed. His gaze continued down to her flat tummy, and he frowned when he saw the blue belly ring that could just be seen as her dress was now pushed up to just above it. When did she get that? Pushing the thought aside for the moment, he continued his perusal, moving his gaze down her thick, toned thighs, perfect for holding on, and to her black stilettos.

  Wow! Faith had really grown up and then some. Crap, no wonder she used to come home from school upset because the girls would pick on her, calling her Barbie and other things, they were jealous. He now knew why the boys wouldn’t leave her alone. Faith was smoking hot. Kane shook his head, snapping out of his musing. She was all his now, no more excuses, no more stalling.

  * * * *

  Faith stared at Kane. God, it sucked. He just got better with age. He was tall—easily six and a half feet—with a dark complexion, thick curly dirty blond hair, and bright ocean blue eyes that captured and saw everything anytime she looked his way. She had avoided those eyes for four years, but right now they stared at her with frightening depth. His high cheekbones completed his perfect face. He even had a straight nose, which thanks to werewolf healing had remained straight despite being broken several times. Lucky werewolves and their advanced healing abilities. His nose did have a slight point, but with his full, lush lips it just made him l
ook better if that was possible. Argh, so unfair. She hated werewolf genes.

  How was she going to get over him? Especially when he looked better than any Greek god anyone could ever imagine.

  She told herself not to look down, but a quick peek wouldn’t hurt, right? Glancing at the end of the bed, she bit the inside of her cheek so she wouldn’t sigh at the muscles straining beneath his shirt. Oh God, just as she’d imagined…a six-pack. He was huge but still seemed all in proportion. She told herself not to look any further down, but her eyes wouldn’t listen to her. Holy shit, there was a baseball bat in his pants. She gasped and looked up into his beautiful blue eyes.

  “Why?” Kane said.

  “Why? What?” Faith replied. What was the question again? Arghhh, he was distracting her. She needed to get out of there before she did something stupid, or said something stupid. Kane always made her feel like a love-sick idiot.

  Taking a deep breath, Faith used her most authoritative voice, the voice she used when children were not listening and she needed their attention. “Dr. Wolfen, I will say it again, take me home, or I will walk home.” Faith knew she should say more, she had so much to say, but every time she spoke nothing she wanted to say came out. It pissed her off. “You have no right to take me!”

  He laughed at her—he frigging laughed. “Oh, Faith, yes I do.”

  He started removing his clothes, ripping off his shirt and pants, revealing his lovely tanned skin, his rippling muscles, and every nook and cranny of his sculptured body. He stood in front of Faith in all his naked glory. He looked even better than she’d imagined he would look without his clothes. She gulped and sat on her hands, because she had a sudden urge to trace every one of his tattoos, and he had quite a few—her favorite were the two flowers that led to a long, thick penis that looked painfully hard. She licked her lips.