“How does he know they were from Silver Point?”
“He knows their scent. So that lends support to the theory my uncle doesn’t know about your beating. We can talk later, I have to go and feed Daniel.”
“And I must get back to Cody. Just so you know, by the time my father gets back here, I expect he’ll have a copy of the recording.”
“Let me think how I want to handle that. On another matter, how is Cody doing?”
“I think a little bit better. He fought to come back to me when we were in your office. That’s a good sign. With my parents gone, I don’t have to interrupt his training to spend time with them. He needs to heal enough so he canbite me. Once that happens, the bonding will be complete, and he’ll be permanently connected to me.”
Just then, Daniel let out a howl, showing his displeasure. “Okay, baby boy, let’s go,” Jackson said, kissing his son’s head. “I want to talk more about this bonding and connection, but it’ll have to be later,” Jackson said as he got up with Daniel and headed out the door. Before he left the room, he turned to Dylon. “I’m going to take you up on your offer to contact your friends to see if they’ve heard anything. That’s a good idea you had.”
Following Jackson out, Dylon was eager to get back to Cody. The two meetings with his father and then with Jackson took longer than he expected, and he hoped his mate hadn’t awakened. Keeping Cody secure and free from any worry would go a long way in speeding up the healing process. As he approached their bedroom, he met Dakota wheeling his cart with their rather late lunch. “That smells great. Thanks for doing this. I really appreciate your extra work. Hopefully, Cody will soon be ready to eat with the rest of the pack.”
“No problem. It seems I got an extra helper these days.”
“Oh, my mother? I thought she went to San Francisco with my father.”
“She did. I meant Zane. It’s his punishment. Jackson asked me to collect your laundry. It was Cody’s chore but, as I understand it, Carson will be doing it for a while; however, he’s been forbidden to go near your room.”
Dylon opened the bedroom door for Dakota who wheeled the food cart into the adjoining sitting room. As he walked over to the hamper, he saw his mate look at him. “Did you just wake up, my pet?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good, I’ll be there in a minute.” Dylon grabbed the laundry bag and set it down near the bedroom door. Joining Dakota, he was surprised to see the table set with a tablecloth, napkins and a bouquet made up of fresh, forest flowers. “This is amazing. Thank you, I know Cody will love it.”
“Ask my brother about seeing his visions when he is in his wolf form,” Dakota whispered, so faintly that if Dylon wasn’t standing next to him, he never would’ve heard it. After handing the laundry bag to Dakota as he left the room, Dylon shut the bedroom door and hurried over to Cody to unlock the handcuffs. Scooping his mate into his arms, he carried Cody to the sitting room and placed him in a chair at the table.
“We are going to spend the rest of the afternoon talking about everything and anything. No subject is off limits. I’m sure you want to know more about me as I do about you. Rules are suspended. And I want you to eat everything I place on your dish. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. I’m very hungry.”
“So am I, but I don’t think we’ll be able to eat all this food. What was Dakota thinking?”
“He believes good food will help no matter what the problem is.”
“Huh. Do you think he’s right?”
“I guess. But he knows more about ‘why’ than I do.” Looking at his plate piled with food, Cody had serious doubts about being able to eat it all, but he dug in, intent on pleasing his mate. They ate in silence but Cody didn’t mind. It was nice not to have all the ceaseless chatter that usually accompanied his brothers’ presence. When he heard his mate’s fork rattle, signaling Dylon had finished, he ate the last two forkfuls on his plate. Then, he pickedup his mug of coffee, and sat back, stuffed and relaxed as he sipped the hot liquid.
Pleased that his mate had followed his orders, Dylon looked at their life thread and knew it was time to ask Cody about what Dakota had whispered to him. “Pet, I was wondering how your wolf reacts when you think about the visions you’ve already seen…you know the ones that cause you pain.”
“My wolf doesn’t see them…I don’t know why but it’s like he blocks them.”
“If I understand you correctly, when you have shifted, then you don’t see visions or feel the pain of these who are in it. Correct?”
“Yes. As I said, I don’t know why but he protects me.”
“Got it. Let’s move to the couch. I have lots of questions about your brothers. I’m an only child but I always wanted siblings,” Dylon said, chuckling as he took his mate’s hand and pulled Cody up into his arms.
After kissing Cody’s pouty lips, Dylon walked his mate backwards over to the couch where they sat down. Tucking Cody into his side, he said, “You go first. What do you want to know about me?”
“So, you’re an only child?”
“Yup, there were complications with my birth and my mother couldn’t have any more pups. There were times in my childhood I thought about how it would feel to have a sibling,” Dylon said, shrugging his shoulders, “but it wasn’t meant to be.”
“Were you ever sad about it?”
“No, not really. I mean I had nothing to compare it to so how could I be sad about something I didn’t know anything about.”
