“Colton knows I can block some of my thoughts, but he doesn’t know I can do it totally. I don’t think Carson has any idea at all.”
“And you know for a fact Carson asked Zane to do a search on me?”
“Yes. I think he’s finished because Carson plans to see him after breakfast. What will my brother find?”
“Babe, I have nothing to hide. My father has been in politics for my entire life. He wanted me to follow him but I hated it. I always wanted to be an enforcer because I love protecting the defenseless. When I was in school, if I saw a classmate getting bullied, I would step in and stop it,” Dylon said, then chuckled. “My father was furious the first time I got into a fight, but my mom listened to me and she talked to the boy who was bullied. Then she went all Mama Bear, angry with the school officials and my father. After that, my father always stood up for me whenever I got into a fight. He knew I wouldn’t fight if I didn’t have a good reason.”
“But why did you take a job at Silver Point?”
“Because I was desperate to leave the previous pack where I was employed. I jumped at the first job I could find. At Silver Point, I never met the Alpha…the only contact I had was with Rudy. I joined when they were searching for you and your brothers. I never thought to question what I was told because…well because it would have been inconceivable to believe they lied. Plus, I didn’t smell any deceit. Mmm, I wonder how Rudy did that? But come to think of it, I joined about six months ago and never heard anyone talk about a massacre. All the enforcers keeping their mouths shut about committing mass murder? Not likely.”
“Were you the only new hire or were there others?”
“Hmm, I’m not sure but come to think of it, I don’t think any of the enforcers were with the pack when the massacre happened.Holy shit! That’s why no one ever talked about it. They didn’t know anything…just like me!”
“What happened to the previous enforcers?”
“I don’t know. But I can ask some of my friends who are enforcers with other packs to see if there is any scuttlebutt about it”
“Before you do that, we need to speak to Jackson.”
“Of course.Ma moitié,I would never put you or this pack in danger. Jackson is my Alpha now and I will serve him with complete loyalty.”
“I already figured that out, don’t worry. I have another question about something else.”
“Go ahead, anything.”
“How did you know what I needed?”
Leaning over, Dylon kissed Cody’s mating scar. “When I realized I was gay, I told my mother first. She was so pleased. It surprised me as I expected her to be…I don’t know…angry, sad…but certainly not happy. When I asked her why, she said when I was born the Shaman told her I would have a very special Fated Mate.”
“The Shaman told your mother about me?”
“Not specifically you. Just that I would have a mate with foresight abilities, and that when I turned fifteen, he would train me on how to help that mate when I met him.”
“What training did you get?”
“The Shaman trained me to be a Dom…a Dominant. He told me that when I met my Fated Mate, he would be very fragile and in desperate need of help. That’s all I knew about you.”
“So, you didn’t know your mate would be a freak?”
“Stop it! New rule. You are not allowed to call yourself that anymore. Look at me, Cody. You’re an amazing person with an ability the gods give only to the strongestshifters. Yes, I know how hard it is. Yes, I also know how terrible the visions can be. And yes, I know you feel intense pain after every time one of your visions is about evil. But you are no longer alone. Now I share your burdens and will do so for the rest of time.” Dylon saw Cody’s eyes fill with tears. Pulling him over to his lap, he hugged his mate tightly. “Shush, my pet, everything will be all right. I promise you.” He held Cody until his tears stopped and only an occasional sigh was heard.
“Are you okay,ma moitié?”
“Uh-huh. I never used to be like this. I changed when my visions grew so detailed. Before the massacre, they were just strands of conversations…I guess that’s the best way to describe it.”
“And now? What are they like now?”
“You know. You’ve seen them. I know you have.”
“Yes, I have. But I want you to tell me.”
Cody sighed. He hated thinking about them and talking about them would be worse. He was pretty sure of that. But his mate wanted him to describe them so… “Now I see what’s happening to a person or as I did in this last vision, to a group of people. Afterward, I feel their pain and suffering as if I were the person getting beaten or whipped. It won’t stop because I don’t know how to prevent the images from playing on an endless loop in my mind and they are constantly accompanied with pain. I fear the visions because I know what will happen to me after I see them,” Cody explained, swiping at his tears that had begun to flow again.
Dylon drew his mate tight to his chest as Cody’s shoulders shook with sobs. “Shush,ma moitié,” he crooned as he rubbed his mate’s back.
“I don’t know how much more I can take!” Cody whispered in a broken voice, finally admitting his deepest fear.
