“So let’s see what we have. You can shift, even if it was a fluke, and you can transport yourself and others with a thought. I think your mother said phase, but at the time I didn’t know what she meant.”
“That’s a strange way of saying teleport.” He looked down then back at Duncan. “I feel like I’m living in a science fiction novel or movie,” Jordan added.
“How could you have gone your entire life and not known all this stuff?” Duncan asked. Duncan could tell that Jordan didn’t like that question by the scowl on his face. He backpedaled quickly, “I’m not blaming you, it’s just all of this is happening so fast.”
“And how do you think I feel,” Jordan snapped, getting up off the floor, grabbing the sheets off the bed and walking out of the bedroom. Not saying another word to Duncan.
“That didn’t come out right,” Duncan mumbled to himself. He got up off the floor and debated if he should go and speak with Jordan before going to take a shower. He quickly checked the time and was right about how early it was. It was a little after six in the morning. He looked at the closed door again and shook his head. Jordan was simply overreacting to what he said. This was all affecting him, as well. As much as he was okay with the idea of being mated to a man, he was still trying to answer everything that was going on. He knew less about nyxians and their ability than Jordan did. Who knew that the nyxian sect had the ability to travel from one destination to another without noticing the effects?
Duncan rushed through his shower. He had to send the sitter home and get in touch with his Beta and formulate a plan to get the poisoned drugs from affecting his pack more than it already had. They needed to find out where the drugs were coming from. Maybe Ryland could speak with whoever his informant was to get him more information. Duncan got dressed and walked out of his room, passing by Jordan’s. He debated if he should knock and try to at least talk to his mate, smooth things over between them before they went about their day.
Maybe I need to give him some time, to leave him alone for now. We can talk about it later.
Duncan continued down the stairs. He checked the living room expecting to see the sitter sleeping on the couch. Shrugging his shoulders, he continued to the kitchen. He stopped at the entrance when he saw Jordan was already sitting at the table having a cup of coffee.I guess he sent her home.He was about to say something but stopped himself. He wasn’t sure if there was something he could say with his foot still in his mouth. He walked further into the kitchen and over to the coffee pot that was empty. He smiled.I guess we’re having our first fight.
“You could have at least left some for me,” Duncan said as he turned around and noticed that Jordan was gone. “And I’m talking to myself,” he mumbled.
Chapter Ten
Jordan
Jordansighed, and leaned back in his chair. He was restless and needed something more to do during the day while Maddison and Benjamin were in school. He loved volunteering but he needed more, so he was updating his résumé. He had no illusion that he was going to get a job working with Pryde Industries. They never even talked about Jordan looking for another job, since the status of their relationship changed; they were mated but he didn’t want to be handed a job just because they were boyfriends.
Partner sounds better, hell, I don’t know. This whole mating stuff is still fucking confusing. Wait, since we’re mated does it make me Duncan’s wife or is it husband?
He sat there stunned at his own question and didn’t want to think of what the answer might truly be. He thought back to earlier that morning and what had happened. He didn’t want to admit it, but he did overreact about the entire situation that morning. But he felt too embarrassed to walk back into Duncan’s bedroom and apologize. Truthfully, he had asked himself the same question.
He thought about going to see his parents later and have her tell him more of what to expect, but his mind rebelled from the idea. He was starting to feel a bit of resentment that he was left in the dark about his heritage all his life. He was aware of the guilt his parents were feeling then and now. His mother might not have said it, but Jordan knew that she blamed herself for her sister’s death. He couldn’t tell what kind of guilt his father was carrying around.
Laxus Sutton was a very hard man to read at times. Jordan still felt that something should have tipped him off while he was growing up. Thinking back, except for the slight resemblance with his mother, he’d never seen anyone else that looked like him. All this time he thought the white stripe in her hair was from premature gray hair or a family trait.
Jordan decided that he was going to have to bite the bullet and pay his parents a visit. Honestly, he understood everything they did was to protect him. But he would have been better prepared about the whole mating thing and what he was. How was he supposed to control his abilities if he didn’t know what they were? His phone vibrated, he picked it up without looking at the caller ID.
“Hello?” he answered.
“I didn’t think you would pick up,” Duncan told him. “Still mad at me?”
“I wasn’t mad at you, really,” Jordan told him truthfully.
“So what was all of that this morning?” Duncan asked.
“Can we talk about that some other time?”
There was silence on the other end of the phone and Jordan thought Duncan had hung up.
“Yeah, sure,” he finally answered.
“Why did you call?” Jordan asked.
“I’m not going to be home early tonight, just wanted you to know in case you got worried.”
“Do you have a meeting or something?”
“More or less,” Duncan told him.
Jordan wanted to ask more questions but didn’t. They were still feeling their way through the whole mating thing. Sex aside, they still needed to learn how to trust each other fully.
“Does this have something to do with the hunter thing you mentioned the other night?”
