“About my kind or sanguines?”
“Since I’m mated to a lykosian, I rather hear about their weakness.”
“That’s basically it, other than our mates. If any person wants to bring a shifter to heel, and do what they want, they can take our mates from us. It’s also one way to die quickly.”
“So, I’m your weakness?”
“In more ways than one,” Duncan whispered, looking down at him.
“You know how to flatter me, don’t you?”
“That’s not flattery, baby, that’s the absolute truth,” Duncan told him as he leaned down and kissed him on his lips.
Their kiss was short and sweet. “Okay, continue with your story,” Jordan told him once they stopped kissing. “I want to be able to help you any way I can.”
“Okay.” Duncan nodded. “But I need to have some space between us, right now I would rather take you to bed and make sweet love to you rather than talk about pack issues.”
“If you’re a good boy, I’ll give you a treat tonight.”
“I’m not sleeping alone tonight?”
“Not as long as I’m around or for as long as you want me.”
“I will always want you,” Duncan told him. “Everything won’t be perfect between us. But we have to talk things out with each other. I’ll admit that this whole relationship thing is new to me.”
“Are you talking about being with a guy or on a whole?”
“Both, I’ve never been a relationship type of person.”
Jordan stared at him for a few minutes. “The longest relationship I’ve had was with Bronx, who I can’t wait for you to meet, by the way.”
Duncan hoped Jordan didn’t see the change in his mood at the mention of Harrison’s name. He hated keeping things from his mate, but again, he would have to answer questions that weren’t his to answer.
“Be patient with me, Duncan. You might be new to a gay relationship. But I’m new to all this supernatural stuff.”
“We’ll take it as it comes,” Duncan told him. “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere and neither are you.”
“You better believe it,” Jordan said with a smile.
“Good, let me finish explaining everything that’s going on,” Duncan said as he began where he left off, as he explained more to Jordan. After he was finished, they sat quietly staring at the stars.
“What about a sting operation that you see on those cop drama television shows?” Jordan asked.
“A sting operation?” Confusion showed on Duncan’s face.
“Yeah, you know, like on those shows where they have the informant or the low guy in the hierarchy accidentally sell drugs or whatever to an undercover cop and gets busted and ends up giving up his boss for time out of jail. Why don’t you do something like that?”
Duncan thought about that for a minute, that idea could actually work. It would need to be fine-tuned, but as simple as the idea sounded he would be able to get some answers and find out exactly who was behind what was going on. “It just might work,” Duncan said, voicing his thoughts.
“Of course it will, and I’m going to help you,” Jordan told him.
Duncan was ready to agree with Jordan helping him until he heard the next statement.
“And I’ll pose as the buyer.”
“The hell you will, I don’t want you involved in this!” Duncan exclaimed.
“Why the hell not?” Jordan asked, pulling away from Duncan. “I know how to take care of myself, Duncan.”
