“Oh, nothing really. We were just speculating about what my brother was up to. Has he come to his senses yet?”
“That again? I told you we’re here for you and to have fun. Let’s not talk about my pity party. You still haven’t told us what you wished for. Come to think of it, you’ve not told us about much of anything. I think you’re holding out on us.”
“You buy the next round of drinks, and I’ll see if I can squeeze a few interesting stories before we have to leave.” Trisha looked down at her watch and frowned. Kiera sighed she’d been ordering the drinks all night because she received a discount on them.
“Maybe one story. Dean’s insisting on hosting a weekend gather for other pack to come here and mingle. You know the whole talk politics and find a little action. If a few matings happen along the way, it’s a bonus. The problem is, he can’t host it. He and James have the two packs fighting each other.” Trisha realized the time and how late it was getting. She made an odd noise of disappointment when she saw how much of the last hour was gone.
“I hadn’t heard. Sounds like you’ll be busy this summer.” It wasn’t like Rogues or lone wolves got invitations to those events. Kiera would be on the outside looking in as a Lycan.
“Kiera, if you’d just come back, I’m sure we can prove to Dean that you were telling the truth.”
“Trisha, it’s your birthday and I don’t was to talk about it.” Kiera leaned back so Kathy could put the drinks down. “Thanks Kathy.”
“Not a problem. Glad you’re having fun this evening. You girls need to haul this one out more often. She needs it desperately. She works, sleeps, and only eats if she remembers. It’s all on your tab, Kiera.” Her champagne colour hair reflected the ever changing coloured lights, giving her a carnival sideshow vibe.
“Thanks, I think after this they’ll leave.” Kiera wasn’t in the mood to go home this early and she wouldn’t allow Dean to control her like that.
“Sure, no problem. You know how it works around here. See you later.” Kathy smiled before she moved on to another table.
“I’m thinking I might seriously look at the guys this year and see if I can find the one. None of us are getting younger.”
“With my luck, I’ll find my fated love, and he’ll be everything but interested in me.” Mary said into her drink before she downed nearly half of it. She took a coughing breath after that. “Yup, that’s how I think our meeting will go down. Rough and leaving a burning trail.”
“Hon, you’re the easiest of all of us to love. It won’t be like that. He’ll see you and sweep you off your feet.” Trisha assured her.
“That just sounds too good to be true. But I see Mary with the smart techie kind of guy or a teacher. I see Trisha with the boy next door type, and then there’s Kiera. You, girl, will need an army to handle what I see coming. Unexpected danger runs in the monster that you catch the eye of. Maybe he’s a wanted rogue? Or someone we don’t expect to live on the edge of danger.”
The other three girls looked at their friend, who burst out laughing hysterically, and the night’s drinking caught up with her.
Kiera looked under the table as they sat around. “What are you doing, Kiera?”
“I am looking for where she’s hiding her tarot cards. Because you’re freaking me out. It’s not reasonable to think I will meet anyone, rogue or not. If they don’t come here, I don’t meet them. Pure and simple. Also, why would I go for a rogue? Could you imagine all the grief and not knowing what was happening because of his extracurricular activities?”
“Trisha, we all know your actual birthday is tomorrow, so what do you plan to do then?” April needed to change the subject. It was boarding on the no go subjects again.
“I’m taking the day off and I’m going to sleep in. Later I’m leaving to go camping.”
That got stunned looks from all the girls at the table. “Where? Does Dean know about this decision? I mean, with a potential war, and that gathering, wouldn’t he want you to stay close to the main pack?”
“That’s up to random luck, I think. He knows I’m going hiking for the day. Bah, how many times have these two fought over one thing or another over the years we’ve all known them? It’s all posturing if you ask me. And there’s the signal. We need to get going. Thank you for arranging this, Kiera. I really wish you’d come back. We could do something about all of this. Catch them on camera or something.”
“Not when your brother has already told me he’ll punish me if I set anyone up to prove my point and do the same thing to whoever helps me. He doesn’t want me gone, but he doesn’t want to help either. So…” Kiera shrugged as Dean approached the table again.
“Time’s up everyone. It’s time to head home.” He had the nerve to clap his hands to emphasize how much he wanted them to hurry up.
What he expected wasn’t what he got, though. The three girls jumped to do his bidding. Kiera, though, stayed seated. She sat there and kept drinking.
Trisha and the others made their way to the door while Dean watched Kiera drink the drinks left on the table by the others.
None of the girls were sober at this point, and Trisha watched her brother place his hands on the table as he glared at Kiera. “Go home Kiera. Go home now.” He was pressing her with his presence, and it wasn’t working. Kiera wasn’t pack.
Kiera sat there with a deadpan look on her face. “That might have worked once. But I am in the neutral zone. This is home Alpha Jonas. This is my home now.”
“You know what I mean. You’re drunk, Kiera. Go home and sleep it off.”
“Sadly, I’m not drunk enough. No, I’m staying here for a while longer. Have a good evening, Alpha Jonas.” She dismissed him by looking into the glass she was holding.
Dean continued to glare at Kiera for a heartbeat. “Oli, take my sister and her friends home. I’ll be back later.” Oli, or Oliver Trigger, is Dean’s Beta or, as Kiera often called him, Dean’s lap dog.
“Dean. You should return…”
Oli didn’t finish his words before Dean interrupted him. “Go! Just Go! I’ve got some business to deal with. I’ll be home later.”
“Dean, Alpha. She’s a Lycan. She’s not worth it.”
“Never tell me what’s worth my time again. My time is mine to do as I want. Leave! Now! Do as you’re told!”
Kiera flinched a little. What was happening? First, begging her to return without an apology. Then James threatening her to join his pack or else. Now this.
She thought it was weird before, but she’d survived stranger things. But now… Now she wasn’t sure why this was happening. This was why she drank. Right here. It hurt too much to think about all these things because none of it made sense.
Oli all but fled now, pushing the girls out of the Rocking Horse’s main entrance. The Alpha’s presence worked on all of them.
“No one cares Alpha Jonas. No one cares. Now I’d like to have my drinks in peace. Thank you.”
He straightened and stared at Kiera. “You bloody well need a keeper.”
“Sorry, but that’s a thankless job no one would willingly take on.”
“Fine.” Then he walked away from her table and returned to the table he’d sat at for most of the night.
Kiera pretended to enjoy the drinks, just to spite him. He was no longer her Alpha, and she wouldn’t take orders.
Kiera sat there and drank every drop of alcohol that her friends left behind and drank a couple more before it was closing just to rub it into Dean’s face. After all, he sat there watching the entire time. What annoyed her the most was that she caught him speaking to Don, the owner and current bartender. He didn’t hide the fact he was talking to him about her. The two wolves kept looking at her. She felt like she was missing some important detail here. After a minute or two of that confusion, she gave up on thinking about solving that problem and went back to figuring out what she should do about her friends. Since she moved to the cottage down the road from here, she’d been seeing less and less of them. Kiera knew it wasn’t their fault. If she hadn’t taken the job in town, her kidnappers would never have caught her. Elder Evans made that quite clear to her when she recovered enough to hear her spew the venom about no longer being graced by the moon
“Hey, Kiera, where are you going? I think you’re going in the wrong direction, sweetheart. My truck is that way. Let me take you home.” Dean hated every single word he uttered. He tried to threaten her earlier to go with him. Why? Why was he screwing with her again? She’d been through enough already and she was drunk. Talk about kicking her when she’s down. “Alpha Duncan, would you kindly shove it up you’re ass? I’m tipsy, not stupid. Take me home.” Kiera snorted at that. “I work here to remember. I’ve heard the pickup lines. That one has the girl asking, ‘Yours or mine?’ Screw that. I’m walking home. Please get out of my way.” Dean was thankful she at least kept her manners while drunk, even if she was still rude about it. He had to admit it was interesting to see James’ reaction to being shot down. The two alphas could be mistaken for brothers they were so close in colouring and size. They were a year apart in age as well. So they ended up in the
Dean went to bed as soon as he got home and slept until morning when the enforcers he left to watch Kiera reported that she’d run them off close to dawn. They saw nothing that would lead them to believe anyone other than her was out there. Kiera lived alone in a cottage that shared a road with the Rocking Horse Saloon. It originally was used by the first owner of the Rocking Horse, but the current one preferred to live in town. Kiera often opened and closed the bar for him when he wasn’t there or needed to leave early. No other buildings were near there and the town was a good twenty minutes away by car. She was alone out there. “Fine, go get some rest. I’ll go see her again this morning when I can.” “Dean, you have things to do for the pack. You can’t be running around after a Lycan through the neutral zone. Your presence threatens the denizens.” “Oli, that is probably the weirdest thing I’ve ever heard you say, and you have a few
Now Dean couldn’t reach Trisha. What was it with these women? He didn’t have time for this. Oli stayed right beside his alpha, and had prudently kept his mouth shut. He didn’t know half of what was going on, and what he knew he couldn’t be sure what was lying. Oli still thought that Kiera was a Lycan now and she should stay with her people. When he’d posed that to Dean, he’d reminded Oli that her people were far and few. None of them were secure. No one could point to a place and say that’s Lycan territory. Just because they are the first shifters to possess a third form didn’t mean they weren’t a form of shifter. They even spoke of the violent streak the Lycan appeared to have as well. Dean’s views were definitely food for the thought Oli needed. They traumatized the Lycans in those labs. They knew wolves and many other shifters had a strong fight-or-flight response. With that viewpoint in consideration, fighting could be the first response because the lab tried
Dean stood there in the damaged cottage that belonged to Kiera. He held the phone out to Oli, completely distracted by his thoughts after he’d heard James make his demands. The land or Kiera, it should be a straightforward decision but his mind rebelled. There was no way he would give up the land. That would give James the last thing he needed to drive Dean and his pack from his territory. No one could live without water. So, the other possibility was Kiera. Find her and hand her over to James. His mind hated this idea. In a protective and possibly territorial way. Why? He thought his attraction to her died the day that they returned her to them changed. How could he feel the hollowness in his soul now, after all this time? There was no way he could explain it. No way he could give into this either. The backlash of mating with a monster was impossible to contemplate with several pack members opposed to her living within pack territory. “Oli,
Oli made the arrangements to get the neutral zone cottage fixed. It was more difficult than first thought. He needed to find tradesmen who would work for a Lycan and then assign a security team because of the neutral zone’s lawless reputation. It was all a pain in the butt. What if she was dead? Or they never found her? It was better to find a way to force the Jasper Sounds Alpha to hand over Trisha. Oli was completing the work orders when an enforcer entered the study. “Aren’t you supposed to be on front gate duty, Joe?” “I drew the short straw. This was delivered to the front gate a few minutes ago.” Joe held out an envelope and a dagger to Oli. “You can give it to Alpha Jonas.” The enforcer seemed eager not to be the deliverer of this news. “What’s with the dagger?” Oli took the two items from the dark-haired enforcer with his confusion clearly clear on his features. “We figured the mode of delivery might be important. A silver SUV stopp
Kiera came back to consciousness slowly. Her headache ached like it rarely had in a long time. Alcohol didn’t hurt like this. When she touched the back of her head, she winced and frowned. There was a weight around her wrists, which could only mean one thing. Handcuffs. Sure enough, she was chained to a wall in a room with a small, barred window near the ceiling. Other than the light coming in through it’s grimy panes the room she lay on the cold hard floor. Then she remembered vaguely the open back door, and the broken glass on the floor. She might have shot at something, but she didn’t know if she hit anything. Then a sharp pain in the back of her head… Someone knocked her out. How? She would have had to pass them if for them to hit her from behind and there wasn’t any place within her small cottage to hide like that. Who did this? Dean? James? She wouldn’t put it past either of them. Well, stuck to the wall as she was and sensitive to the dull light
Dean and Oli looked at each other over the phone in horror. “Keith, you have to get him calmed down. We didn’t send that message. In fact, we have one here right now. It says we have to take our copy of the deed to, and get this it’s weird, Elderswoods. We wouldn’t have called it that. It’s Jordan’s Run these days, not Elderswoods. I think we have a third-party trying to force a war between us.” “Oli, I’m his Beta and I can’t get near him. Look, it’s chaos over here. I have to go. I don’t know what’s going on, but Trisha is down here. I need to go intervene. If I can, I’ll call you later to tell you what happened.” Keith hung up there, leaving Oli and Dean in a state. Go find out who sent the note? Or rush in to save Trisha? * * * Keith dropped his phone on his desk, and it bounced before it landed on the floor. He didn’t care. He could hear the woman’s voice as James, and she yelled at each o