Marcus, Kane, and Flynn who had just walked in, all started growling as she told about the torture. Finally, Vander couldn’t hear because of all the growling. “Stop growling so I can hear. Look, I want to kill the bastards who did this to her, but we will never know who it is if I can’t get her story.”
Waverly laughed as everyone looked down at her. “I wish I had a camera for the looks on your faces when he told you all to stop growling.” Waverly started giggling until she stopped abruptly because of the sharp pain to her stomach.
“That’s enough for right now, Detective. Waverly needs to rest and heal and the only way to do that is to get some sleep,” Doctor Morris advised as he walked into the room. He went to Vander’s side of the bed and took her pulse. Vander grabbed the recorder and stopped it, handing it to Jewel as he watched Waverly breathe through the pain. He continued to hold her hand as the doctor inspected her vitals.
Kane continued to linger as Flynn kissed Waverly on the cheek. Kane growled as Flynn kissed his mate. Flynn just laughed then patted her hand and walked out. Waverly looked over at the men who said they were her mates, they watched her as well. Waverly’s eyes fluttered as the doctor pushed a button on the IV. Then they closed as she drifted off asleep.
“How is she, Doc?” Marcus asked.
“She is getting better. Her color looks better and some of the bruises and cuts have started to heal. We need to give her food and rest. That is what her body needs to get better.” He turned and faced Vander, “I know, Detective, you want to find out what is going on but with everything she has been through, I just don’t think she needs to relive the incident again. At least for a while. She needs to feel safe so let’s give her that. Alpha,” Doc Morris respecting the position, bowed and walked out of the room.
Marcus grinned then looked over at Kane and Vander. “I guess it wouldn’t do me any good to tell you two to go home and let her heal.”
“Not a chance, Alpha,” Kane advised.
Vander looked over his shoulder and against the wall was a sitting area he didn’t notice before. One recliner and a chaise lounger were nestled in front of the window with a lamp and table in between them. A fireplace set to the side of the recliner. Now all I need is a shower and some clothes, Vander thought. Jewel who had left the room when the interview was finished, now entered as she could read his mind, carrying in two bags.
“I know you two will not leave without her so I asked Ret to get each of you a bag packed. It looks like everything you will need is in here so play nice you two and remember you are mates,” Jewel bit out. Vander and Kane both knew she wasn’t playing by the tone she just used. Vander looked away from Jewel and took the bag from her hand.
“Thanks, Jewel,” Vander replied then kissed her on the cheek.
Kane walked over to Jewel smiling. “Thank you, Alpha.” Kane bowed his head to her smiling. He knew how much she hated the bowing crap. Jewel giggled, smacking his arm playfully.
“You two will be the death of me.” Jewel turned around and looked at Marcus. As she started to bow, Marcus mimicked her actions bowing to her. Jewel giggled shaking her head as she turned around and walked out the door. Marcus watched as Jewel walked out the door smiling. Kane and Vander watched the Alpha.
“She is one of a kind,” Marcus murmured.
“Yes, sir, she is,” Kane answered.
“Well, gentlemen, I have some business to attend to. The doctor said the sleeping medication would wear off in a few hours. I trust I can leave her in your care, without tearing the house down would be preferable.”
This time Vander laughed softly, turned, and faced the Alpha. “I’m not used to all the sarcasm that you wolves use but I do know that I’m trying to help catch who did this to your daughter so why don’t we just stop with the smartass remarks. We only have your daughter’s best interest.”
Marcus had never been spoken to like that by anyone. He tilted his head and stared at Vander then laughed. “I like you, Detective.” Then he walked out of the room without another word.
Vander shook his head, then turned around to pick up his bag he had set on the floor after taking it from Jewel. He needed a hot shower to release some of this stress before he went off on someone.
“I’m going to take a shower. The nurse showed me a room where we could take one.” Vander didn’t wait for a response before he walked out of the bedroom.
Kane sat down on the chair and put his head in his hands, rubbing his face. He sat back up, took a deep breath, stood, and grabbed his bag, then went in search of his mate.
*****
Vander leaned forward as the water beat on his skin. He couldn’t remember when his day had been normal. As he thought about who could have took Waverly, hands wrapped around his waist. He knew it was Kane as he laid his head against his back. “I’m sorry you're having a shitty day,” Kane whispered softly.
Vander leaned back into him as Kane started kissing his back and neck, leaving little kisses. Kane reached and grabbed the liquid soap, lathered up his hands, then started rubbing Vander’s body. Vander groaned as Kane massaged his hands over his butt and then erection that was hard as a rock. Vander spun around, quickly grabbed Kane by the head, and brought his lips against his. He licked the seam of Kane’s lips making him open so he could taste his mate.
All Vander could think about was fucking Kane. Funny how one day happenings can change things, he thought, being with Kane seemed as natural to him as breathing. When his tongue touched Kane’s the moan was loud as Kane grabbed onto Vander’s waist pulling him closer to him. He grabbed his butt cheeks and squeezed them as they passionately kissed. Grabbing Kane’s hair, Vander jerked his head back kissing up and down his neck. Vander could feel Kane’s erection as it poked him in the stomach. Vander reached and got some of the liquid soap, lathering his hands, then he reached down and grabbed Kane’s cock. He rubbed it up and down, palming his ball sack as they continued to kiss.
Vander had never felt this out of control in his life. And he surely had never felt like this for another man. He wanted Kane so bad he knew he couldn’t wait any longer. He jerked Kane around and pushed his head down toward the bench. He got behind him pushing his legs apart with his. Then he placed his cock to Kane’s ass and pushed in slowly. The moan let Vander know that Kane was okay with what Vander was doing. Vander was scared he would hurt Kane because he was a little unsure of what he was doing but knew he didn’t even prepare him before he started. “I don’t want to hurt you,” Vander gritted out. “Tell me to stop, Kane. Just tell me to stop. Okay?”
“Don’t you dare stop,” Kane moaned, spreading his legs wider allowing Vander more room. He leaned further up as Vander pushed in further. Vander reached around and grabbed hold of Kane’s erection stroking it as he pushed further in. “Oh God yes. Keep doing that,” Kane urged Vander.
Vander didn’t know which one was making him feel good so he continued. He pushed in further seating himself fully into Kane as he continued to stroke his erection. He started to move slowly in and out, Kane pushed back as Vander pushed forward.
Kane was panting as he got closer and closer to coming. He had never felt like this before with the other men. He had always heard that being with your mate, the sexual tension would be so extreme you would have nothing to compare it too. Vander picked up the speed as he withdrew, then glided deep in again. As Kane leaned forward, Vander's fist tightened on his erection. They grew more frantic as their arousal built. Kane could feel Vander’s fingers squeeze his erection then glide up and down using the soap as a lubricant
“You feel so good,” Vander murmured, his voice was gentle as he grabbed Kane’s hair taking it in his fist squeezing it.
Vander bit down on his neck as Kane growled, loving that his mate bit him like a wolf. He knew he would leave a mark and that was fine with him. The connection between them was growing stronger and stronger as they continued to mate with each other.
“Come with me,” Vander demanded as he sensed Kane
trembling and tightening. “Kane, come now,” Vander gritted out.
Kane could feel Vander climax as his own cock jerked pumping thick milky semen all over the shower wall. Vander pressed his flaming body against Kane’s back as he came inside of him.
Vander rubbed up and down Kane’s back. “So good, baby. So good.”
Kane smiled loving the sound of a satisfied mate. He felt the loss as soon as Vander slowly pulled out. Vander rubbed his back and shoulders as he stood. He leaned back into Vander as he wrapped his arms around his waist kissing his neck and shoulder area then he laid his head on his back trying to catch his breath.
Once they gathered their composure back they exited the shower, Kane dried Vander off placing more attention on his erection that was coming back to life. Vander realized that this was the most intimate and erotic sexual encounter of his life. He knew that nothing compared to this.
Kane smiled as he dried off watching his mate dress in some blue jeans and a t-shirt. They both watched each other as they packed up their supplies smiling. Afterward, Kane opened the door for Vander as they walked back to Waverly’s room.
*****
Vander and Kane decided they would take shifts if one of them fell asleep. Vander advised that he would take the first shift so he could complete a summary so he pulled his chair closer to Waverly’s bed, then pulled out his laptop and began typing.
After a few hours, he leaned his head back stretching his neck from side to side when he noticed that Waverly was awake and staring at him. He smiled at her as he relaxed back into the chair.
“I was adopted by Marcus. Did you know that?” Waverly whispered.
“Yes I did. Jewel told me,” Vander spoke quietly.
“I have heard a lot about her but we haven't crossed paths since I moved back. I barely remember her from when I was younger. You are her partner?” Waverly asked.
“Yes and she is my best friend,” Vander admitted and Waverly half smiled.
“Must be nice to know you can depend on someone like that,” Waverly proclaimed.
“It is and she can depend on me too. We're more like family than friends. She picks on me and I pick on her. But I have always got her back and she has mine. I would do anything for her and I know she would do anything for me,” Vander explained.
Kane never moved but listened to the conversation. He knew she needed to get used to them, and since she started the conversation he wanted her to continue.
“Did you ever meet your biological parents?” Vander asked.
“I remember bits and pieces of them. I think I scared the shit out of them so they didn’t want me anymore. They couldn’t handle the whole Omega thing,” Waverly added.
“Must be hard on you?” Vander concluded, wanting her to keep talking.
“It is. It really is. I can feel all the pack’s emotions and it can wear you down fast. That's why my dad sent me to Uncle Mitchell's pack. I was far away enough so I wasn't overwhelmed at such a young age, it would have been too much then. My dad came to visit often and we would go places together but he didn't allow me to come back here until I was grown enough to take on the responsibility of being an Omega. He means everything to me, I couldn't have asked for a better dad than if I chose them myself. My birth parents did me a favor that day they left me,” Waverly explained.
“The Alpha feels the same about you, it shows in his actions. Can you turn the emotions from the pack off somehow?” Vander asked quickly.
“I’m learning to do that, but sometimes I just can’t. I need to talk to more Omegas and find out how they handle it. I was going to meet up with one from the Louisiana pack on the cruise but that never happened.” Vander could see her mind start to wonder back to the torture.
“I guess you could say I was adopted by my aunt Miriam,” Vander said to bring her back to the conversation. “She was a wonderful woman to me. She treated me like her own son, she still does. I think she would like you. She loves strong women who can take care of themselves. She would pop me upside the head if I ever gave her any lip. She can cook too. The woman can do just about anything. She can sew you an outfit that looks like a designer made it.” Waverly smiled as Vander told about his family. “She can see a cooking show on TV, then the next day she makes it and it looks and tastes just like in a five star restaurant. Now my mother, on the other hand, can’t boil water without ruining it. She can hire a caterer or a designer to decorate her house, is what she always said. But of course she would have to stay somewhere long enough to make a home. She sent me to my aunt’s house when I was five years old. My aunt never pushed herself on me or tried to make me call her mom. She never let me forget who my mother was even though she missed all my birthdays and graduations.”
“I’m sorry about your mom, Vander. I think I met her,” Waverly spoke softly.
Vander looked up and smiled at Waverly. He could see that she was sorry for his loss. “No don’t be sorry, Waverly, my aunt Miriam was the best mom anyone could ever have. And yeah, I think you did, but that woman is not my mother, I don’t know who she is.” Vander had laid his hand down on her bed as he explained about his family. He didn’t notice it at first that Waverly had placed her hand there too and was holding his hand.
“I never knew my mom. My biological dad told Marcus that I was scaring the shit out of her so she never came to visit. Eventually my dad—Marcus—saw how confusing it became for me so he asked my biological father to stop coming. I’m thankful for him. He saved my life and loved me just like his own. He is a great Alpha and leader. He is just my dad to me. I guess you could say he saved my life by taking me in kinda like you and your Aunt Miriam,” Waverly said.
“Twins.” Vander laughed quietly. They didn’t realize that Kane was awake and listening to them talk.
“How are you feeling?” Vander asked.
“Tired but getting better. Why are you still here?” Waverly asked curiously.
“Do you really want to know the answer?” Vander asked and Waverly nodded. Vander looked at Kane who just waited to hear what Vander said, he looked back at Waverly and then smiled gently. “Because I feel like I can’t leave until you leave with me, you have been with me for days. You came to me, you know, in my dreams. You just don’t remember. I’m not a wolf, Waverly, but I feel something that I have never felt for anyone. You two drive me crazy. I want to touch you all the time. I don’t like it when anyone other than Kane or me touch you. I can’t explain what a mate is because I’m human but I care deeply for you and I’m scared to death you are going to say no to us being your mates.”
Waverly blinked then looked over at Kane who was staring at her with heated eyes. She could smell his scent and it was intoxicating to her. “I know, I remember looking for you and Kane. It was the only thing I could hold onto. I don’t know…right now…I can’t make any promises.” Waverly had pools of tears in her eyes ready to fall. She knew they were her mates but after everything that had happened to her, it was just so fast.
“We can wait for you, Waverly. We’re not going to rush you,” Kane responded.
“No hurry, Waverly. Just get well,” Vander advised as he rubbed circles over her hand. Her eyes fluttered shut again as sleep called to her.
Chapter Fifteen
Diane sat at the window waiting for the guards to bring Josh Campbell into the room. They always brought Josh in with silver handcuffs. They considered him to be a very dangerous man who could get out of handcuffs and jails. He was constantly observed so he spoke in code and wrote letters in code. What the paranormal police didn’t know was that Josh Campbell was running a multi-million dollar operation from inside his jail cell. He had contingency plans for contingency plans. He planned for this. Just in case he did get caught, then he would have a back-up plan.
Josh Campbell sat down at the table across from Diane. The guards stood to the side of Josh just in case he tried anything.
“How is the business running?” Josh asked with a smile on his face. He already knew h
ow his business was running but he loved to hear that he was still making millions of dollars.
“Great just like you said,” Diane advised.
“So I hear from the grapevine that our little doggy got loose?” Diane knew who Josh was talking about. Orion had informed him the two idiots dumped Waverly Grant’s body but she was still alive.
“Yes, Master. The two idiots thought the poor dog was not breathing anymore and they went to bury it at the dump. Poor little thing was still alive when an old man found him, nursing him back to health.” Josh giggled like a little kid. “Bet that got the local dogs' tails a wagging.”
“Yes, Master, they were very pleased to have the doggy back home. However, he may have to stay a little longer to get better. The local police had a field day with it, sending their very best dog catchers to help,” Diane said and Josh laughed aloud because he knew it was Jewel and Vander she was talking about.
“Well now, we wouldn’t want that doggy to get angry and bite the hand that feeds him. If the poor doggy starts to lose his mind, then he would have to be put down by the vet. I hope the owner doesn’t get hurt and have rabies or something worse happen to him for his failure to keep the doggy safe. If it becomes a problem then you know what to do with the poor animal and then help the owner out too. Get the information we need about the fleas,” Josh nodded his head up and down smiling at Diane, letting her know that if Waverly starts to remember anything, including Orion, then she and Orion would need to be killed. They knew Orion wasn’t a true Alpha and wouldn’t be able to take it if they put pressure on him to talk. Orion and Waverly were a liability now.
“I will be needing a few more trainers in order to get this thing rolling. Flynn’s puppy will be taken care of tonight,” Diane said and put her hand out.
Chapter Sixteen
Vander fell asleep shortly after Waverly closed her eyes. He continued to hold her hand as they slept. Marcus walked in the next morning and Vander was still asleep holding Waverly’s hand. Waverly was awake as she watched both of her mates sleep. They were both handsome men and she knew they were her mates just from their smell. She had taught enough classes to younger wolves about finding their mate.
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