Jackson stood and let his Alpha power swirl around the room’s occupants.
When he had everyone’s attention, he said, “Cody, your mate will be healed. Ian, please tell Colton he is to use Raphael’s Power to heal Dylon right away. In fact, we will join you. Cody, come on, I promise Colton will save your mate.”
After a stop in the great room to check on Daniel, they made their way downstairs where they were greeted by a distressed Colton.
“Oh gods, I’m glad you’re here, Ian. Dylon is becoming more agitated as the sedative is wearing off. What do you want to do?”
Jackson spoke, “Colton, I want you to heal Dylon by using your power and please do it now.”
Ian piped up. “Dylon is Cody’s Fated Mate.”
“You’re shittin’ me!”
“No, please hurry because as Ian says, time is of the essence,” said Jackson.
Colton glanced at Cody’s face and saw the truth staring back at him. “Okay, then.”
“Hold on, Colton, I’m coming with you,” Cody said.
“You aren’t going in there by yourself, I’m coming with you too,” added Ian.
“Let’s all go. I want to be there when Dylon wakes up,” Jackson said, “and I know my mate will insist on going with me.” They followed Cody and Colton into thehospital room and immediately saw Dylon’s restless condition.
“I’ll give him one more dose of a sedative first and hopefully he will calm down until you’re finished,” Ian said to Colton. After administering it, Ian monitored his patient’s vitals. Once they were stable and Dylon had lapsed back into a light coma, he nodded at his mate.
Colton stepped next to Dylon and extended his arm until his fingers were touching Dylon’s chest. Just as he was about to call on Raphael, he heard Mystia speak.
“I must remove Cody’s spell before Dylon wakes up.”
“Now?” Cody asked.
Oracle nodded, agreeing with Mystia. “Dylon will be waking up with strange shifters around him including two Dire Wolves. His wolf will come forth in an attack mode in an effort to protect Dylon. If he scents his mate, his wolf will remain calm.”
Cody pictured the outcome if his mate shifted in front of Jackson—especially with Steel in the room. “Go ahead, Mystia,” Cody said.
She raised her hands, held them over his chest and chanted. Her lips moved but even with his wolf’s hearing Cody couldn’t make out her words. Mystia stepped back and said, “It is done.”
Jackson said, “Go ahead, Colton.”
Calling on Raphael to help him, Colton felt the power surge through his body and exit out his fingers into Dylon while a blinding green light filled the room. Everyone heard the buzzing until it faded along with the light. Then Colton removed his fingers—and waited.
Dylon felt the buzzing and saw the flash of green light in his mind and, at first, worried his tormentors were backto beat him again—that was, until he could feel his bones snap into place and heal. It was amazing as he could see in his mind what was happening to him. He’d never felt anything like this before and wanted it to last for a long time. Finally, his pain was gone and his face felt normal. Then his wolf howled—a mating howl. Dylon was confused. He wasn’t mated so why was his wolf so happy?
He sniffed and what he smelled made his cock rise—moss, lichen, tundra soil, and blueberries. Sadness washed over him as he realized he was probably dead—killed by those bastards he used to work with, all because he was accused of a crime he didn’t commit. Now, he would never be able to clear his name—that and his concern for his parents had kept him from giving up long after lesser men would have. Suddenly, he realized his wolf was prancing, interspersed with mating howls. While trying to make sense of this, he heard a voice so deep and rich it curled around his spine and caressed all his nerve endings at the same time.My mate! I have a mate! But where am I?
Cody watched his mate’s face return to normal and gasped at how gorgeous he was—rich brown hair with golden highlights, strong forehead, straight nose, high cheekbones, square chin covered in a very short scruff—but his eyes quickly zeroed in to Dylon’s mouth. There, by gods, was a mouth made just for him, wide with a full, plump bottom lip, just begging for his cock. A low groan slipped from Cody’s mouth and his cock grew in length and hardness.
Keeping his eyes focused on his mate as Dylon returned to his former self, Cody could see why his mate became an enforcer—tall, broad shoulders and well-defined muscles all over his body. If the Fates wanted to send him someone who would be able to protect him, they couldn’thave made a better choice.But will he want me once he finds out what I am?Cody knew instantly he’d be heartbroken if his mate rejected him.
As he stood by the bedside, he realized his ability to complete his mission required Dylon by his side or else he would fail. And if that happened, he would not be able to live with himself—not that he was doing so well right now by staying alive. He was hanging on by a thread which was getting thinner by the day. It was taking everything out of him just to appear normal to his brothers. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could sustain the illusion.
Dylon kept his eyes closed as he became aware of his surroundings. His wolf scented six wolves and a human, no, not a human but not a shifter either. He mentally took stock of his wolf and found him lying down, tongue lolling while panting andshit, smiling? Smiling at a room full of unknown wolves, two, no make that three, who were humongous.What the fuck?He trusted his wolf implicitly—except the last time he was called into Rudy’s office. No, that time he ignored his agitated wolf and walked into a nice, neat trap.Yeah, well that’s what I get for ignoring my wolf. Should I trust him now?
“Dylon, can you hear me? I’m Cody.”
Cody…he’s my mate. Oh wow, Mum and Dad are going to be so happy. I found my mate. Holy fuck! A mate! His voice!
“Let me,” Ian said to Cody when Dylon’s eyes remained closed. “Dylon, I’m Dr. Wallace. Can you open your eyes?”
