“I turned you gay!” Jordan yelled.
Shocked, Duncan stared at Jordan. Before he could help it, loud laughter escaped from his lips.
“It’s not funny, Duncan,” Jordan argued. But Duncan couldn’t help himself, he continued to laugh. “You find it funny that you're now gay? Do you know what the press will say when they find out their playboy now bats for the same team? You said it yourself, Duncan, you’ve never thought about being with a man until you met me.” He continued to throw more things into the bag he was packing, then grabbed it by the straps and slung it over his shoulder as he headed to the door. He was about to open it then stopped and turned to face Duncan. “I’m glad you can laugh this off. Are you going to tell me not to worry about it? But before you do that, think about this. If I hadn’t come here, you would have never thought about kissing another man and now…” He shook his head and crossed his arms across his chest with a sorrowful look on his face.
Duncan’s laughter died down to a chuckle as he walked closer to Jordan. He had a bright smile on his face. He had to laugh because poor Jordan thought he’d turned him gay. And it got him wondering why did everything need a label. Love had no labels as far as he was concerned. He grabbed him by the shoulders as he reached for the door handle stopping him from leaving.
“Wait, Jordan, don’t go. Not until you give me a chance to explain.” He would have been more believable if there wasn’t a smile on his face that he could not remove. Jordan was adorable angry. “If you hadn’t come into my life, I would be alone for the rest of my life. You are my sodalis amans.”
“I have no idea what you just said,” Jordan snapped.
“It mean’s soulmate. Jordan, you are the one made for me,” Duncan translated for him. He saw the shock register in Jordan’s eyes and thought by saying the words out loud Jordan would stay and listen to him.
“Nothing you can say could change my mind about leaving,” he told him. “I need to go, I need to get away from you. Being near you makes me want to do things I shouldn’t.”
“Fine, how about I show you.” Duncan was determined to not let his mate walk away from him. Duncan stepped back and began undressing.
“As much as I would love to see you naked, now is not the time.”
“Just give me one minute to explain,” he said, taking off his jeans. Going to his knees, in a split second he went from man to wolf.
Jordan’s eyes bugged out of his head just as he screamed “Holy shit!” and fainted. Duncan changed back just in time, catching his mate before he fell to the floor.
“Well, that went well.” He looked down at a passed-out Jordan in his arms. “Yeah, not so much.”
Jordan woke up and stretched, he had the most amazing dream. Duncan got naked in front of him and then turned into a black werewolf with the bluest eyes he’d ever seen. His cheeks felt hot about what he was thinking. To think that his boss could be some mythical creature.Gods, even in my dreams, my imagination takes hold.Jordan sat up and was about to stand up when in surprise his foot hit something hard. He looked down and was surprised to see his bag packed with most of his clothes.What the hell is it doing there?
“You’re up.” Jordan’s head snapped up, and he was surprised to see Duncan standing at the entrance to his bathroom. “I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Duncan said, walking closer to him and going to his knees. That was when floods of memories came back to him. It wasn’t a dream;it wasn’t a fucking dream! Duncan did turn into a large black wolf. Oh gods, I’m going crazy. It can’t be real!Instinctively, Jordan flinched away and scurried away from Duncan in fear.
“Y…you turned into a werewolf…no, that can’t be right,” Jordan stuttered his words. “No, I must have seen things. I’m dreaming again. Bronx is seriously going to laugh his ass off when I tell him this one or he just might fit me in that straight jacket he’s—”
“Jordan, you weren’t dreaming.”
That stopped Jordan mid-rant. “No, you don’t get it, it can’t be real.” Jordan tried to reason. “I know I have a wild imagination, believe me, I’ve come up with some weird-ass shit a time or two. But you didn’t change into a wolf.”
“Why? Because of what you’ve seen in movies?” Duncan tsked and shook his head. “Movies are nothing but fiction, we spread the narrative each time a human comes close to figuring out the kind of world they live in.”Duncan got up and sat beside him. “I know I scared you, but I couldn’t think of any other way to tell you so that you would believe me.” He looked at Jordan, who had slowly inched his way closer to Duncan, it was as if he needed to touch the other man. “I’m still the same person I was this morning that kissed you. And I still want to kiss you, so damn bad right now.”
Duncan was starting to lean closer to him but Jordan held up a hand, stopping him. “Hold on, big boy, slow your roll. Let's start with some explanations.” He couldn’t believe he was even contemplating listening to what Duncan had to say.I must be losing my fucking mind.Duncan smiled, and Jordan almost gave in and let the other man do whatever he wanted to do to him, but held back on his lust-filled thoughts. Duncan sniffed the air and Jordan realized that even the twins did that a lot around him. “Not sure why you have that cocky expression on your face, I’m still reserving the ‘I’m not losing my mind’ factor.”
“I can smell your arousal, how about we talk later and let our bodies get to know each other?” Duncan wiggled his eyebrows.
“One, that is the corniest line I’ve ever heard—and trust me, I’ve heard quite a few of them. And two, tell me everything now, and I will think about rewarding you later, if, and that is a very big if, I believe you.”
“Shit, you are murder on a man’s ego.” Jordan chuckled, and Duncan sat back up. “So where do you want me to start?”
“Who else knows about you? Were you born like this or were you turned? Are you friends with your sire or did you kill him? What’s fact and what’s fiction in the movies?”
“Hey, calm down.” Duncan chuckled then leaned back on his elbows. “The whole town, besides the tourists, we were born this way, but some are changed due to special circumstances, that must be approved by me.” Jordan was quiet. “Look, there're so many things that I want to tell you and explain to you, but the most important thing you need to know and understand is that you are my mate, Jordan, that part is not fiction.”
“What?”
Duncan chuckled. “Yeah, that part is true. Once a lykosian finds his or her sodalis amans, they cannot deny them. No matter what, or face dire consequences. I’ve heard stories of what happened to the wolves who rejected their mate because—”
“Wait a minute, lykosian, what’s that? I thought you were a werewolf?” Jordan asked confused.
“Humans call us werewolf, but what we are called is lykosian. We are not like the ones you see on the television. We’re bigger and stronger than your average wolves. We have three different forms. Each stronger than the other. I know this will take some time to figure out what is going on, but being my mate is very important because if we don’t complete the mating process…”
“Don’t tell me you will die. Please, Duncan. Don’t tell me that the only reason you are fine with me being a guy is because you could die if you reject me as your mate or vice versa?”
