“I’m not moving to Scotland. My home is here with my mate.”
“As it should be. Together, you and Colton will help many wolf shifters with your combined gifts. I know these revelations can be overwhelming, so I will offer you a piece of advice, if I may.” After seeing Ian nod, Oracle continued, “Take some time to think about what you can do with your new found wealth. Talk it over with Colton. You will be here for two more months, so there is no rush in making a decision.”
“I shall, Oracle,” Ian said and though he sounded composed, he was far from feeling any emotion other than panic. His mirthless smile signaled his true feelings to Colton and he appreciated his mate’s hand soothingly rubbing his back in an attempt to relax him. But Ian knew it would be a long time before he would ever feel totally at ease considering what he’d learned tonight. He carefully returned everything to the trunk and closed the lid. Then he stood. “If you don’t have anything else to tell me, I’d like to return to our room with my mate. Of course, Jackson, if you need me, just call, okay?”
Colton got up, hefted the trunk onto his right shoulder, and pulled his mate close to him, wrapping his other arm around Ian’s waist. Heading for their bedroom, he was determined to give Ian the support he needed tonight after such a life-altering revelation.Crap, and I thought finding out he was a male Omega was shocking! Nope, this tops that.Then something Oracle said popped up in his head.What the Fuck? I’m his Consort? What does that mean?
Once their bedroom door was closed behind them, Colton set the trunk down on the floor in their closet andled his mate to their sitting room. Lying down on the sofa, he pulled his mate down on top of him, resting Ian’s head on his chest. He said nothing while massaging Ian’s muscles which were tight with the stress of the evening. He kissed the top of his mate’s head repeatedly while nuzzling Ian’s soft hair. Gradually, he felt his mate relax and finally heard Ian’s soft snores. Not wanting to wake him, Colton pulled a throw from the back of the sofa and tossed it over both of them before succumbing to sleep.
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Dylon knocked on his boss’s office door. Rudy wanted to see him but the enforcer who gave him the message couldn’t tell him why. Shrugging, he headed over to see him. It was quiet these days—ever since the kill order for the brothers had been rescinded so he hoped Rudy had a job for him. He checked to make sure his clothes were clean and neat. His boss ran a tight ship which was just fine with him. A tight ship meant rules were followed and he was that kind of guy.
Hearing a muffled voice inviting him in, he opened the door and walked in where he was greeted by six of the largest enforcers in the Silver Point pack. Dylon ignored them and walked over to his boss’s desk. “Hi boss, you wanted to see me?”
“Have a seat Dylon, I have something to show you.”
He sat in the chair facing his boss and was curious about what he was about to see. Dylon, looked at the monitor Rudy had swiveled toward him and waited. When the image came up on the screen, Dylon’s mouth flopped open after realizing he was watching himself. Tuning into his voice, he heard himself answer a woman’s questions about his mission to find the brothers and kill them. He sat quietly until the video ended and then turnedto his boss who was watching him with an inscrutable expression.
Dylon said the first thing that popped into his head, “This is a joke, right?”
Rudy studied him for a few moments before replying, “No Dylon, it’s not. Someone sent this to the High Council and they sent it to us. Now what I want to know is why does this video show you talking to a stranger about the Alpha’s personal orders? Why would you do that?”
Dylon searched his memory but couldn’t recall ever being questioned or, for that matter, recorded.It had to be a set up, but by whom?And why? Was it one of my fellow enforcers?His mind flipped through his fellow enforcers one by one and still couldn’t come up with a name of someone who had cause to be angry at him.
“Boss, I don’t know who or how that video was made, but I swear it wasn’t me. I don’t know who they got to play me but that is not me…I would’ve remembered. Besides, I wouldn’t do that. I have no beef with this pack, or you or anyone else here.”
“Dylon, it is you. Now I want to know why you did it and don’t give me any shit about not saying those things. You cost this pack business and almost screwed up a deal our Alpha made that would benefit everyone. I don’t know why but I intend to find out. Now for the last time, why did you do it?”
He had no answer to give since he had no memory of the incident ever happening. He needed to get out of there and do his own investigation. “Boss, I honestly don’t know anything about it. But if you give me a chance, I promise I’ll find out who’s behind this.”
Rudy contemplated Dylon’s request, weighing his options before realizing he only had one choice. “Lock him up boys until he comes around and tells us who he’s working for.”
Chapter 31
He heard the heavy beat of a drum knocking out the rhythm of the song Ian and he were dancing to. Colton’s hands were on his mate’s sexy hips, Ian’s ass grinding against his cock. The sweet scent of his mate permeated the air until all he could think of was bending Ian over a table and taking him hard and fast. His hips began thrusting his pants-covered cock into his mate’s crack seeking the hole that promised him satisfaction.
Suddenly, Colton heard Ian’s voice in his ear—his mate was shaking him hard. Reluctant to leave the world he was in, he growled at the interruption of his vision. His cock was wet with pre-cum and needed the relief only his mate could give it. Pulling Ian tighter to him, Colton wanted his mate’s mouth to kiss and ravish. The pain of denial was instant and woke him ready to take vengeance on whoever had taken Ian away from him. Colton sprang to his feet in attack mode, eyes narrowed and fangs dropped. But all he saw was his mate. “What the fuck, Ian?”
“Colton, someone is frantically knocking.”
He listened for a moment and heard Cody shouting for him. Rushing to the door, he yanked it open. “What’s up?”
“It’s Jackson, Steel can’t wake him. You’ve got to help him!”
Colton exchanged glances with Ian and then both ran to Jackson. When they entered his bedroom, they found Steel crying, shaking Jackson and pleading with him not to die while Maximus and Logan looked helplessly on. Colton turned to Maximus and ordered, “Get Steel away from Jackson so we can help him.”
Maximus, Logan, and Cody grabbed Steel and pulled him away, struggling to hold him as Steel fought viciously against leaving his mate. In the end, it was his father’s Alpha voice that subdued Steel.
After a quick examination, Ian barked, “I need Jackson downstairs in the operating room right away or we’re going to lose him and the pup.”
Steel broke free and, scooping his mate into his arms, ran from the room with Ian and Colton on his heels.
“I’m positive Jackson has a placental abruption and we need to get the pup out and stop the bleeding.”
“How severe?” asked Colton.
“Very!” Ian said.
