Dylon just looked at Zane.What the fuck? What was all that?
Cody snorted. “Whoa, Zane, slow down. First, we accept your apology and no, we don’t want you looking up old boyfriends…really, is that the best you could come up with? Never mind, but I do need you to find out some information for us.”
“Anything. Lay it on me.”
Chapter 31
“I need everything you can find about the three packs who are involved in the peace conference over in Tajikistan,” said Cody.
“What exactly do you want to know?” asked Zane.
“Anything and everything…leave no stone unturned regarding the Alphas of the packs. I’m particularly interested in what property and buildings are owned by the Alphas and their locations in relation to the pack houses. Clear enough?” asked Cody.
“Yup. When do you need it by?” asked Zane.
“No later than noon tomorrow but I’d be happier if we could get it sooner,” Cody replied.
“On it. Now go, so I can work my magic. Oh, one other thing, does Jackson know what you’re doing?” Zane asked, having already learned from his previous mistake.
“Yes, he does,” Cody said. “By the way, bro, this makes us even. You good?”
Zane beamed. “Fucking great! Thanks bro,” Zane said before turning back to his computers. And then as an afterthought, added, “Congratulations on your mating, guys,” without looking up from his keyboard.
Cody pulled Dylon out of the room and shut the door behind them.
Stopping in his tracks and pulling Cody to him, Dylon asked, “Is he always like that? You know, hyper?”
Chuckling, Cody replied, “Only when he’s spent a lot of time with his computers. I think he saves up his words until someone enters his circle of silence and then he lets loose with them. He’s not quite as bad when he’s been away from coding for a while.”
“You asked your brother to do the research because you think he’ll find out stuff no one else can?”
“Yes, Zane is a phenom with computers. His brain is definitely wired differently than the rest of us. If there’s something to find on the packs in Tajikistan, he will find it. And if he can’t…rare as that might be…he has friends who can help him. All in all, one scary dude and a good one to have on our side.”
“Would he be able to find out who the enforcers were during the massacre?”
“Probably. We can mention that to Jackson, but that request will have to come from him.”
“Okay, since we’re downstairs how about we see if Ian is available to talk to us?”
“Sure, this way.” Cody led Dylon through the different hallways and rooms until they reached the hospital. Not seeing Colton anywhere, Cody called to him using their mind link. Cocking his head as if listening to something, he finally said, “Uhh, they’ll be out shortly. Let’s wait for them over here.”
Dylon noticed his mate’s cheeks were pink and Cody was looking at the floor. Curious about his mate’s reaction, he zeroed in on his mate’s mind and realized what the problem was. Chuckling, he said, “Bad timing, huh?”
“I don’t want to talk about it because then I’m going to think about what my brother is doing. It’s bad enough as it is. I think you need to do something tonight to erasethatvision from my mind.”
Dylon sat and pulled Cody onto his lap. “Sure,ma moitié,I can do that,” Dylon murmured, as he nuzzled his mate’s neck.
“What does ‘ma moitié’mean? You called me that the first night before we, well, you claimed me.”
“It’s French for‘my half’.That’s what you are, the other half of me.”
“So, you always knew what would happen when I bit you?”
“Yes, it was hard to be patient, but I wanted you to be well and that was my first priority.”
His mate’s words meant the world to Cody. Growing up in a large family, he learned to accept he wasn’t always going to be first because his parents had to juggle the needs of so many. That’s what made this all the more special. He was the only one Dylon thought about and it would be that way the rest of their lives. It was an intoxicating feeling. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips against Dylon’s very gently, desiring the connection it gave him.
His mate loved the gentleness of Cody’s kiss but the aching in his groin told him he wanted more. Deepening the kiss until Cody parted his lips, Dylon’s tongue pushed in, seeking its counterpart and finding it, he groaned at the sweet taste. As their tongues dueled, each seeking the other, neither of them heard Colton and Ian enter the waiting area.
