Kane's Mate (Armageddon Mates)

by Gower, Hazel

  “You really shouldn’t touch me. I’m the alpha’s mate. Get my brother out of the hole, and I won’t hurt you.”

  The new wolf laughed. “Bitch, you are not tricking me.” He came forward to grab her, but she blocked him.

  “Jeez, you’re not a smart one, are you? It’s your funeral. Didn’t you notice how Blake never yelled at me or retaliated? Trust me, I am the alpha’s mate.”

  The new wolf paused for a second, which was all she needed. Faith wasn’t going to take any chances with this werewolf. She had never heard a werewolf speak to a woman like this guy was to her, and no matter how focused on the battle a werewolf was they should be able to listen and take notice of those around them. Holding Blake’s blade, she ran and stabbed him in the stomach, using his body to flip over him.

  She ran the last steps to the manhole and yelled down to her brother, “You can climb out now, but be quick.”

  Once she could see his hand, she grabbed it and helped him out. Suddenly a half-changed wolf grabbed her around the waist with his claws. She screamed as he said, “You fucking bitch, you’ll pay for that.”

  He went to throw her, but she used the blade to slash his hands. She kicked off his chest, backflipping off him. Blake was running over and yelling at the new guy to stop, but it wasn’t getting through. There was something wrong. Werewolves were trained to listen while in battle, so why wasn’t he?

  Faith faced him. “Bad, bad, doggie. You are in so much trouble. You should listen to Blake.”

  He growled and tried to punch her. “No way. I will get you for cutting me, I’m not a pansy who falls at a woman’s feet.”

  She moved, blocked, and ducked as she slid under his legs on her knees, slashing what she could with the blade. His clawed hand grabbed her hair, pulling, while the other raked her back. She screamed again, and then a second later his clawed hand was removed by Bengie, who had a vise-like grip on the new guy’s hand.

  Just as Blake grabbed the new guy and spun him around they heard a loud howl followed by some other ones.

  Faith winced. “Oh shit, new guy, you’re dead now.”

  Blake sighed. “She’s right. If you don’t recognize her name I was using, how about the one her mate, the next in line to be alpha, calls her. Princess. I’m not a pansy either, but when a woman tells me she’s the alpha’s mate, I would definitely never hurt her. Contain her, yes.”

  The new guy changed back. His face turned pale and his body trembled. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I’m so sorry.”

  Blake snarled. “That’s no excuse. You’re two hundred years old, and you’ve been training since you were five. You should have known better.”

  There was a loud growl. Faith stumbled, her legs trembled then folded under her. Before she hit the ground, she felt strong hands catch her, lifting her. She glanced up at her brother, throwing her arms around him as he hugged her tight against him. She hugged him back. “Thanks, Bengie. I love you too.”

  Bengie smiled, showing sharp teeth. “I thought he was your mate, the big one. Mum said you would have a mate, she wouldn’t tell me what that means exactly. She said I was too young, but I’m not, I’m a big boy, I just turned twelve.”

  A “holy shit” could be heard before she nodded and passed out.

  * * * *

  Kane was shocked. The princess he knew would never have done what she did. Four years ago his princess was a quiet, shy, little mouse. The last three days had really opened his eyes to a new woman. His princess was now a confident, stubborn, loyal—although she always had been, just more vocal—independent, feisty, alpha woman, ready to fight for what she wanted and believed right. Kane loved his old princess, but the new one was making him hotter than ever. Damn, he was so lucky. If at all possible he loved Faith more and more each day. He was sure if any other woman went through what she had gone through she would have cracked, but not his princess, she was the perfect woman to stand beside him, and someday help lead the pack.

  Kane ran down to the cliffs, his brothers and father following. When they were in sight of the manhole they saw Faith being attacked by one of their wolves. He grabbed her by the waist, and Faith used a blade to slash and cut his hands, then she backflipped off him.

  “Fuck, that was hot. She really did listen in practice.”

  Kane shot a glare at Jamie for that comment. But he did admit to himself she was a fantasy come to life. All she needed was tight leather pants and a fitted leather corset, and wham bam, she would be his walking wet dream. He shook his head.

  Kane growled so loud he would swear the ground shook as the half-changed wolf tried to punch his Faith. She blocked and dived for his legs, slashing them.

  The wolf was fucking dead for touching his princess. He picked up his speed and growled again when Blake grabbed the guy he now recognized as Luke. Luke was trembling and pale. Faith’s body went limp, and the half-breed caught her just before she hit the ground.

  A second later Kane reached them. “Give her to me.” Bengie passed her over, and Kane studied her body, checking all her cuts and bruises, mentally calculating so he could treat any if necessary. To make sure Luke got the same done, he glanced over at his brothers and father. “You deal with that.” He inclined his head toward Luke. “Because if I do it, I will kill him.”

  A dull, meaty thud and bones cracking reached Kane’s hearing as he walked with his precious bundle back home, the half-breed following. His father growled, “Rules are rules, you touch a mate, and you pay the price. You’re old enough to know we don’t treat any woman like what you just did.”

  “Mum said she would be safe, but she’s all bleeding, cut, and bruised. She is fighting people so they don’t kill her. She’s sad, I feel it.” Bengie crossed his arms over his chest.

  Reaching the back door, Kane turned to the half-breed and asked, “What do you mean she’s sad?”

  The half-breed’s eyes furrowed and a look of concentration passed over his face. “She feels sad, and not just because her body hurts her.”

  Kane shook his head. “How the hell do you know, half-breed?”

  “Mum had been trying to teach me. She said I could feel feelings inside people. I got it from her.” He shrugged his big shoulders.

  Kane kissed Faith and cuddled her closer to his body. She snuggled into his arms, sighed, and opened her beautiful brown eyes. She smiled at him and kissed his chest. Then, as if she remembered everything, she froze and sat up in his arms. Looking around, she yelled for Bengie.

  “I’m here. He took you from me but I followed. I won’t let anyone hurt you again. Sorry I got kind of scared before.”

  Faith smiled at him. “Oh, Bengie, I’m so sorry for these idiots. They will never hurt you again, will they, Dr. Wolfen?”

  She glared daggers at him. He winced at the Dr. Wolfen. She only seemed to call him that when she was really pissed. Fuck, he had only just got back into her good books, she had been calling him Kane. She kept glaring at him, and he sighed and looked at the half-breed.

  “You’re welcome in our home.”

  Faith frowned. “And…”

  “Maybe I shouldn’t have put you in the hole.”

  Faith continued to frown. “And…”

  Jeez, what else! He was not going to apologize for protecting her.

  Faith did her own little growl at him, which made his dick stand to attention. Fuck, she was hot, even sitting in his arms battered, cut up, and bruised. He shook those thoughts out of his head and glared back at her.

  “And I’m so...” He knew he was being childish by refusing to apologize, but he’d been protecting her.

  She pulled his head down, whispering so softly that if he didn’t have werewolf hearing he wouldn’t have heard. “Say you’re sorry to my brother, who is only twelve. If you don’t, I’m sure one of your brothers would gladly give up a room or two for us.”

  He growled, frowned, and shook his head. Turning to the half-breed he whispered, “I’m sorry.”

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nbsp; He could hear his brothers laughing at him.

  Faith smiled. “I didn’t hear that, Kane. Did you, Bengie?”

  Bengie nodded and started to say yes, but Kane growled and nipped Faith’s shoulder. “Don’t push it, princess. That’s the best you’re going to get.”

  Faith smiled at him, and it was one of her smiles that brought the whole sun out. He opened the door to their house and everyone went inside.

  Chapter 7

  Faith was exhausted, both physically and mentally. The last four days had felt like a lifetime. She had learned Kane loved her. The man she had loved since she was a little girl. She had thought nothing would ever come of it since she was human and she believed he saw her as nothing more than a necessary evil. But now they were mated. Not only that, she had learned she was switched at birth and her biological mother taken by demons, where terrible things were done to her. She had a brother who was half-demon, she had fought a demon, helped save two special girls, and lastly she had the two most in-depth, longest, scariest visions of epic proportions that she’d ever had.

  Kane sat on his ugly rocker armchair, and she was still in his arms. Bengie sat on the lounge, Griffen on the other end. Jamie and Jack sat in armchairs that matched the lounge. Eight chairs were scattered around the lounge room. Five were occupied by family members, and the other three contained Tray, their head pack enforcer, and two elders.

  “Who has the girls?” Faith asked.

  “They’ve been staying with us,” Jack replied. “We thought it best. They get on so well with Ava and Eve, and they just loved Emma and Josie.”

  Faith smiled at Jack. “I’m sorry about before, but I didn’t want to be stopped.”

  He smiled. “Werewolf healing.” Then he frowned. “How are your new cuts?”

  She winced but was starting to feel better. “Thanks to mating a werewolf, I have advanced healing, and once I have a shower, they won’t be as bad as the demons’ were.”

  She felt Kane wince. He kissed her mouth gently.

  Faith smiled up at him. “Do you know how much I love you?” She wiggled her toes and pouted, pointing to her feet. He shook his head so she played dirty, she pouted her lips and stared into his eyes. “Please, they wouldn’t be like this if somebody had treated my baby brother better.”

  He growled, “Jamie, go and get the foot cream out of the bathroom.”

  Jamie got up. Faith added, “Jamie, just get the vanilla scented one from my bag.”

  He nodded and left the room. When he returned with the cream Kane started massaging her feet as everyone quieted down and waited to be told the important new information that had been learnt.

  “You know I’m only doing this because I love you, right?”

  She frowned at Kane. “I don’t know how loved I’m going to be after all the information I have to tell everyone.”

  * * * *

  Faith just wanted to curl into a ball and sleep for a week. When everyone left, it was late. Afternoon lunch and dinner had been consumed. The visions were talked about, the girls were discussed, the demons and tunnels were talked about, and so was Bengie. Faith explained they needed to find supernatural people before the demons. Jack had spoken to several other alphas. All were grateful for the information, but only two had had similar problems. They had confirmed their greatest fears. So during the week they would talk to all the other alphas.

  No definite decisions had been made other than what was going to happen to the girls. Della and Jack had fallen in love with them, and so had the rest of the family, so they were going to adopt them if the girls were okay with it. Faith and Kane were asked first, but with everything going on and them having Ben, Faith knew it was best for Jack and Della to take the girls.

  They set Bengie up in the bedroom two rooms down from their room, next to the main bathroom, and showed him how to work the small TV and DVD player. Kane even set up his old PlayStation, which like any teenager or child, Bengie loved. They then left the room so he could play. Faith walked out of the room telling Bengie they would have to try venturing to the shops because he needed clothes. Distracted by the video game, he simply nodded.

  Faith finally showered, telling Kane no when he tried to join her. Lying on the bed, Kane snuggling her, she slowly relaxed.

  “Tomorrow is the last day I could get off, princess, so I want to spend most of the day, if possible, just you and me. Once I’m back at work you will have a chance to get to know your brother.”

  Faith sighed. “I know we have to talk about you going back to work and me looking for a job.”

  “Faith, you don’t need to get—”

  “Nuh-uh, no talking. I just want to cuddle for five or ten minutes before we have to talk.”

  He sighed and pulled her closer. Faith reached up and kissed his neck then snuggled into him, falling asleep.

  * * * *

  Kane awoke to his princess kissing, licking, and sucking her way down his body, where she found what she seemed to be looking for. She blew on his dick before sucking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could, then she swirled her tongue around it. He growled as she moved her hands up his chest and then scratched down.

  “Please tell me this isn’t a dream.”

  A pop sounded as she let go of his cock, and she smiled up at him. “Not unless you want it to be.”

  He grunted and grabbed her waist, swapping positions so she was on the bottom. “Where’s your brother?” he asked. “I can’t hear him.”

  He looked down at the most succulent pair of breasts he’d ever seen. He let out a deep, satisfied growl as he sucked on one of the pointed, pink nipples, filling his mouth with her chocolate-vanilla taste.

  “Ahhhh, Kane...ah, ah, my favorite brother of yours, Arden, has taken Bengie out for the...day to...ahhhh.” She arched as he put a finger in her wet pussy.

  “God, you’re already wet,” he groaned out.

  She moaned again as he added a second finger, then he moved down her body and sucked her clit as he moved his fingers in and out. His tongue lapped at her pussy. He removed his fingers before she orgasmed.

  “Kane… Please, I needed...”

  “No, you’re going to come around my dick as you ride me hard.”

  He flipped them so she was on top. Fuck, she looked hot. Her long, brown-red hair was wild, her eyes were hooded, her cheeks pink, her usually small top lip full and puffy, and she had a wicked smile on her face.

  “So how do you want to spend the day? I suppose we should stop so we can talk about it.”

  He growled. “Talk is overrated.”

  He lifted her body and slid his dick home in her welcome heat. She threw her head back, and the look of pure pleasure on her face as she helped him slip her down on his cock was priceless. He had never seen a face look so utterly captivating.

  Faith’s tight pussy muscles clenched around him. God, this was heaven, he didn’t want it to ever end. She leaned forward, kissing him. Scorching hot heat ran through his veins. That happened every time Faith touched him, but today there was something wild about her, like she couldn’t get enough of him.

  He breathed in the air and noticed that her chocolate-vanilla smell was stronger than usual, it was making him crazy. She growled and bit him hard. His wolf went crazy, and he growled back, sitting up, but she shoved him back down with a strength females only had when in heat.

  Kane fought his wolf for control as he looked up into his princess’s bright brown eyes. He knew if they kept going she would end up pregnant. He looked at her stomach, imagining it round with his child. God, he so wanted that. She would be the best mother. He grinned, maybe it would slow her down, make her be more careful.

  He breathed in the intoxicating smell again, and this time his wolf won. He flipped a snarling, fighting Faith onto her hands and knees, draping himself over her and plunging his cock back into her welcoming depths, moaning at the extra tightness. She bucked and pushed against him, which made his wolf fight for dominance.

 
She laughed a husky sound. “Come on, Kane, harder.”

  He growled, pulling almost all the way out, then slammed home.

  “Kane, more!” she screamed.

  He obliged and started sucking her neck. She moved to turn around and he bit down on her shoulder over her mate mark. She yelled his name as she came around his cock, squeezing the life out of it. He couldn’t hold it in, he came like he had never come before in his life. The base of his cock swelled so much he thought it would burst.

  She moaned. “God, I loved that.”

  He moved them to the side, cuddling her close, his cum continuing to squirt inside her. He wondered if he should tell her what happened, that thanks to mating him she had gained some werewolf traits, had gained a lot more than he thought, one being going into heat. For their kind this happened to their women every six months but could be brought on earlier by finding a mate, and obviously, that also applied to human mates.

  Kane breathed in her scent. God, her chocolate-vanilla smell was still so strong. He growled and nipped her neck. She shivered, grounding her bottom down, but it didn’t move much as he was still locked inside her. He sucked on her neck and gently nipped her ear. One of his hands moved around to play with her clit and the other caressed her nipples.

  “Kaaaannee.”

  He smiled as she moaned out his name. “Did I tell you how much I love your breasts? They’re better than anything I could imagine.” He moved his hand from her clit to the other breast. “They’re so full, soft, more than a handful.”

  He slid one of his hands over her stomach, which he knew by the end of the day would grow with his child. He touched her belly ring. “When did you get this?”

  She gave a sultry laugh. “I have seen you eyeing it. You’ve been dying to ask, haven’t you?”

  She laughed again, and he growled and nipped her neck.

  “All right, I’ll tell you. It was a present. Remy and I got it done for our eighteenth birthdays. Well, I waited a month until she was eighteen, and then we went together. Sara didn’t want one. She started going into all that stuff about what could happen if they did it wrong or if it got infected, blah, blah, blah. I swear she’s a forty-year-old stuck in a twenty-year-old body. If it wasn’t for Remy and me, she would act like a stuffy old lady. My God, the stuff she says.” She shook her head and grinned. “You know, stuff you would have probably said.”