Trust my wolf…trust my mate.Dylon opened his eyes and found himself staring into Cody’s beautiful brown eyes with rings of gold threaded through the irises. Long, lush, brown lashes framed those eyes, filled so completelywith sadness that his wolf growled at their mate being unhappy.I’m right there with you my friend. Why is our mate so sad?Dylon’s eyes searched his mate’s face looking for the source of his melancholy, but found only a beautiful man with short, dark brown hair, well-defined cheekbones, and a clean-shaven face. A clear view of his mouth brought up fantasies of what he wanted to do with his mate’s luscious lips.
Someone moved, causing the air currents to swirl, bringing his mate’s scent to him fresh and strong. His wolf moaned, he moaned; together they sensed their other half. Dylon opened his mouth to speak, but his mate laid a finger on it, shushing him. He couldn’t resist and his tongue darted out to sneak a quick taste of the man who was making his cock so hard it was almost painful. As his tongue connected with his mate’s finger, he could wait no longer—a long, loud mating howl erupted from his wolf. Dylon wanted his mate now.
“Cody,” Jackson said, “Ian has to examine him to make sure everything has healed properly.”
Cody glanced at his brother and nodded, knowing what Jackson wanted him to do. “Dylon, honey, I’m Cody. You’ve been badly injured and the doc needs to make sure you’re completely healed. Will your wolf allow him to do that? I’ll be right here with you.”
Dylon gave a short nod as his hand sought to touch his mate’s.
Cody grasped it and smiled. “I promise, I’ll be right here.”
Ian quickly checked Dylon’s vitals and then laying his hands on his face, checked the healing of the bones. It was as if Dylon’s face never received the brutal beating. After finishing his examination, he said, “He’s as goodas new and won’t suffer any long-term consequences from the beating.”
Jackson said, “Cody, I know you want to speak to Dylon alone, and you will, but I have some questions first, if you don’t mind.”
Cody gave a quick look at his brother before turning back to his mate. “Dylon, Jackson is my brother and Alpha of our pack. Are you up to answering some questions?”
Dylon’s voice cracked from the dryness in his throat, “Okay, but some water please?”
Colton handed his brother a glass with a straw, “Only a few sips at first, Cody.”
“Got it.”
Dylon gratefully drank before his mate pulled the glass away. “Thank you, Cody.”
That voice, raspy and deep, infiltrated Cody’s body until every nerve was on edge.Holy fuck! What the hell just happened to me?Staring at his mate’s face, Cody was certain he could see Dylon’s wolf who was watching him carefully.
“Dylon, I’m Jackson, Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. Can you tell me who beat you within an inch of your life?”
By all that is holy my mate is a fucking member of the pack I was hunting? What kind of fucking game are the Fates playing on me? My mate…a murderer? This cannot be. Fated Mate be dammed. I need to get out of here. Will this fucking nightmare never end?
Dylon carefully looked around and came to the conclusion this was neither the time nor the place. He would have to wait until an opportunity arose. Realizing he couldn’t raise any red flags about his plan to escape, he answered Jackson.
“No, I’m sorry, I don’t remember what happened. Where did you find me?”
Mystia spoke. “My husband, Jimmy, found you in a ditch alongside the highway. He brought you here to have Dr. Wallace help you.”
“I’m sorry, who are you?” Dylon asked.
“She’s Mystia, my surrogate mother,” Cody replied.
“Okay, but what are you?”
“I’m a witch.”
For some reason, Dylon felt he’d met her before but couldn’t remember when. “Have we met before?”
“Dylon,” Jackson interjected, “can we go back to your beating. Are you sure you don’t remember anything about it?”
“I already answered that question.”
“I know, but my brother just wants to make sure the people who did this to you won’t try again,” Cody said. “If someone tracks you here and tries again, we want to be ready for them.”
“Sorry, can’t help you.”
Jackson heard Steel through his mind link tell him Dylon was lying and Jackson agreed but couldn’t figure out why. “Dylon, I’m concerned about who did this to you because of the danger it poses not only to you, Cody and this pack, but I have a newborn pup whose father is very protective. Now I know you don’t know me or my pack, but Cody, who is your Fated Mate, is a pack member and if he is in danger, then I know you will do everything to protect him. Is that right?” Jackson said.
Fuck! He’s right! Rudy will kill my mate. If he finds out I survived, he’ll use my mate as a weapon against me. Shit!I have to protect him.All thoughts of fleeing left his mind as his wolf stood, eyes gleaming while low growls filled Dylon’s head.
