“Look, in the shadows, can you see?”
“Gosh.”She snaps in her breath.“That is ...I mean, what are they doing here?”
Standing in a line, looking up at us, there is a huge polar bear, a coyote, an African leopard, and Fraser in his wolf form.
“They have come to say thank you for your generosity,” I say.“On their way to collect the vials of blood to vaccinate their clans.”
“They’ve come all this way?”
“You have done a great service to the underworld.”Branson comes to stand at her other side.
The alphas of the packs can see him clearly.See him and me, together, with her.Branson was right.There is no hidingusanymore.
I watch intently, looking for a reaction, some kind of gesture of revulsion or anger, but there is nothing.
I almost feel the scars on my heart healing.The anger and bitterness I’ve held for so long begins to fade and in its place, there is real hope that I can have the man I’ve loved at my side, unconditionally, openly, and joyfully.
The polar bear, Zeus, stands and walks in the direction of Central Park, the others follow.
“That was quite something,” Maisey says.
“To see the alpha of each clan together is unheard of,” Branson says.“Rivalry and animosity have been simmering like a dark war for many years.”
“Yet you, Maisey, brought them together,” I say.
“No.”She shakes her head and shuts the curtains.“Moon fever brought them together.I was lucky enough to be able to provide a solution to their mutual problem, that’s all.”
“You are simplifying it,” Branson says.
“And playing down your vital role.”
“I only hope the infected individual out there is caught before he or she can do any damage.”
“I have confidence that will happen, if not tonight then tomorrow.We will join the hunt.”Branson looks at me.“Right?”
“Right.”I nod and let my gaze trail down his muscular frame.I’ve always especially loved his smooth shoulders and the way they taper slightly before his biceps bulge.The man is a vision of perfection and my need for him, after so much denial, is suddenly overwhelming.
My cock stiffens and I fist it, keeping my attention on him.“Come to Daddy,” I say in such a growly voice I surprise myself.“We have things to catch up on.”
“We do?”His eyes twinkle with sheer delight.“Daddy.”
I smirk and glance at Maisey.Whereas her cheeks were nipped pale with the cold, there is now a slight rise of color on them.
“What are you waiting for, Branson?”I make a come-hither gesture with my finger.“I gave you an order.”
Branson walks over to me, his cock is at a semi now.He’s excited, turned on.He can see I mean business the way I used to after missing him for weeks and then snatching a chance for us to be together.
He faces me, our noses almost touching.His panther scent is an aphrodisiac and I breathe deep, letting the musky smell of him lace my tongue.
“On your knees,” I say and place my hands on his shoulders.“Daddy wants his cock sucked.”
The right side of his mouth tilts into a smile.
“And do it good and proper,” I say and apply pressure to his shoulders.“Take me real fucking deep.”
He sinks at my insistence and I revel in his obedience.I know I’m dominant and powerful but so is Branson, so having him acquiesce is always thrilling.
He draws level with my cock and takes it in his warm hand.I flutter my eyes closed and lean back on the wall, enjoying its coolness on my suddenly hot and sensitive skin.
