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The walk before the cars came wasn’t nearly as long as Jared thought it’d be, but it was long enough for him to talk to Orli. It turned out Jared didn’t have to lay everything out like he thought he would. Apparently when Orli had reached out to Chad it had opened a door. Everything Orli had struggled with over the years: the awkward clumsiness, the extreme loneness compounded by feelings that he was different all fell away. He was different, Orli just never knew how different or that he was never alone.
Orli asked, “So…you do magic like Billy and Elijah?”
“I’m a mage, yes.”
“And I’m supposed to be like Chad, some kind of cat?”
Jared shrugged, “Actually, a familiar, they’re descendents of werecats, but yes, that’s why we were able to communicate.”
“A werecat, huh guess that makes sense after seeing Chad shift. Though what’s a familiar? What’s the difference between them and werecats?”
“Familiars are a breed from the werecat family, but the main differences between them is a familiar is capable of bonding with a mage.”
“Bonding? What do you mean, what’s that?”
Jared slowed his step. Although he couldn’t see Colin up ahead he knew the young werewolf was listening astutely.
“Okay, you know the fables about witches, how they usually have a black cat as their companion?”
“Yeah…”
“Well that’s their familiar. It’s the same thing here only on a larger scale. Familiars were created during the time of Merlin. Some say by Merlin himself. The familiar once bonded would serve as a companion, but also help a mage to focus and stabilize their magic. It’s said your breed of werecat wasn’t chosen by Merlin but presented to him through a dream by another of higher power. Familiars have survived throughout the ages but like us have dwindled in numbers. Mages today, those born with true magic usually dismiss those internal instincts in favor of the science around them. Very few have acknowledged or have even tapped into their gifts. Of those that have it’s even fewer still that have gone to seek out their familiar. Over time without a mage within the herd, familiars can lose their gift to shift.”
“Wait a second, I never shifted. Perhaps you’re mistaken and I don’t have the gift.”
“Well you are different from Chad – you’re half human half familiar.”
“Half? But he had shifted back to human. How can I only be half?”
Jared shrugged, “Chad was born a familiar from a litter. Everyone in the pride was.”
Orli’s curiosity rose, as did the enthusiasm in his voice. “The pride? There’s more of us?”
Jared easily slipped into an old habit whenever he got nervous or scared; where he’d drop his head so that his hair fell in order to hide his expression behind the long strands. Not that he could actually hide his pain from Orli since they were bonded. Jared inhaled then tried to clear his throat; it did no good he still choked out the words. “There was; we were attacked by hunters. The pride slaughtered. As far as I know you and Chad, you’re the last…”
Jared hadn’t realized he stopped talking until he felt Orli engulf him in a full embrace. Emotional Jared’s shoulders quaked from the turbulent memories that rose to the fore. Orli only hugged him harder.
Jared wasn’t sure how long they stood there, but it was Colin that interrupted by announcing his presence when he coughed. Orli stilled but didn’t pull away, his conflict tangible.
Although Orli didn’t let go Jared needed to see what was happening. With a quick spell he was once again seeing through Orli’s eyes and realized Orli had locked eyes with Colin. Jared could easily read Colin’s pain and he was the first to turn away. Jared called out. “Wait, don’t go.”
Jared’s mind raced, thinking back to how much time he and Jensen lost – time he’ll never get back. He couldn’t let Orli do the same and lose Colin. Even blind Jared could see the depth of love blossoming between the two.
“Orli this connection between us was an accident, but it doesn’t have to change things for you at least not between you and Colin…”
It was Colin who responded heatedly. “Yes it does, you’re mated.”
Dazed by the intensity of Colin’s response, Orli stepped back and shook his head, “Wait what? Mated? What the hell is that? Because the inference doesn’t make it sound like we’re just friends.”
Addressing Colin Jared said, “No, we’re not mated, we’re bonded.”
Boarding anger Colin demanded, “What the fuck is the difference?”
Jared didn’t know, but he wasn’t about to tell either of them that. Instead he turned the tables. “What’s the difference between you and Dom?”
Irritated Colin quickly countered, “He’s my cub.”
Jared challenged, “So there’s no feelings of close intimacy between you?” Through Orli’s eyes, Jared gauged Colin’s reaction: his eyes widened then Colin turned away and nervously answered. “Dom’s mated to my Sire. We were friends before, but I’d never do anything...”
With each word Colin spoke, Jared could feel Orli’s hurt as well as the heated flare of his jealousy.
His emotions thick, Orli questioned. “It’s true then, you and Dom?”
“No, there’s nothing. I did no more than you and flirt with the man. It’s Dom for Christ sake! Orlando I struck up a friendship with Dom because I wanted to see you…”
Orli’s head bobbed in answer to his own statement. “But you wanted more than friendship with Dom - even now you do.”
Like Orli, Jared could see that Colin wasn’t going to refute the charge.
Abruptly Orli said, “I need time to think away from both of you.” Then he started to walk away leaving Jared with Colin.
Colin reached out, “Orli don’t.” Orli stopped but didn’t turn around. “It’s insane because we don’t really know each other, but I love you Orli. You have to know I’ve known it from that first day when I met you at Shelly’s. I bought her damn house and made friends with Dom with a stupid mad hope that I’d see you again. I love Dom; I do as a friend and as my cub but you Orli, with you it’s different. The second I got a whiff of your scent; it’s been lingering in my mind, taunting me every day. You have to know nothing ever happened between me and Dom…”
“But you wanted it to and I don’t blame you. I’ve wanted Dom for a long time, for him to see me the way he looks at Elijah.”
Jared felt the truth in Orli’s words and knew the jealousy he had been feeling from Orli wasn’t solely directed toward Colin, but also Dom.
Without warning Orli broke the spell between them leaving Jared blind as he walked away, to leave Jared standing next to Colin.
After several minutes Colin cursed then grabbed Jared’s hand and placed it on his arm near his elbow and gruffly stated. “We have to go.”
Jared nodded, “He’ll come around just give him some time, but don’t wait forever. I meant it earlier, my bond with Orli it’s more like yours is to Dom.”
Colin blurted out laughing, but there was no joy in the sound. “That doesn’t exactly help.”
“We’ll work it out – we’ll make it work. I won’t interfere or stop you if you two want to mate.”
Colin flatly replied. “But you’ll be there?”
The question hung in the air for a long time before Jared could answer. He couldn’t lie to the man – besides Colin could probably smell whether or not he was telling the truth. As much as it pained him, Jared couldn’t state their bond wouldn’t draw them intimately closer especially over time. Although right now he couldn’t imagine being with Orli or anyone else not like he had always dreamed of with Jensen. “Yes, I can’t deny that we’re connected through the bond. However it’ll probably be no more and no less how you’ll be there for Dom.”
Colin didn’t have to digest what he said before asking. “What about you? Dom has Jeremy my sire, and if Orli and I have each other – who do you have?”
Swallowing past the lump in his throat, Jared thought of Jensen and choked out. “It doesn’t matter he’s dead. But that’s my point- don’t wait. There might not be a tomorrow. ”
Before Colin could ask anything else Jeff interrupted, and bellowed out past the sounds of the cars pulling up, “Let’s go.”
Billy felt the dig of Hannah’s elbow in order to get his attention, silently announcing they were returning; the look on her face grave.
He didn’t want to ask, but needed to know. “Is Orli or Colin hurt then?”
“No, they’re both fine. They’re all alive.” Though her answer didn’t change the obvious pending doom she was feeling.
Intuitively Billy understood. There were times he could see the future though he wasn’t as gifted as Hannah who didn’t just see the future, but the multiple paths. “It’s not the ripple you had hoped?”
“I’m not sure. It’s not clear enough.”
“Then consider it a gift. You shouldn’t always be burdened with such knowledge. In fact, after all this I think you should join me when I head back to Scotland”
Hopeful she asked, “To apprentice?”
“Aye, I think it’s time.”
Wavering, “But Elijah…”
“Is a strong mage, he doesn’t need either of us. Besides the lad has to work things out with Dom, you know that.”
Hannah looked over to her brother and the two men beside him, and nodded her consent. “Karl?”
“He’s your alpha now, but I think he’d want what’s best for you even if he knew the truth that you manipulated him into claiming you.”
Startled at his accusation Hannah only blinked.
“Hannah, I know what you can do. It was a clever if not dangerous way to push Elijah.”
Hannah feigned her innocence. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“I may not agree, but I understand it. Letting Karl claim you, whether he realized it or not it psychologically pushed Elijah to remain with Karl’s pack after the fight – regardless of Dom. I’m not sure what you saw that involved Elijah that he needed to be securely marked in Karl’s pack but your maneuvering worked.”
Hannah blushed under Billy’s scrutiny the only telltale sign that Billy was correct in his assumptions. Pleased he smiled and added, “That’s not to say you wouldn’t benefit as my apprentice. To continue learning would only strengthen your magic in the long run.”
Billy waited. He had expected Hannah to say yes, something, anything instead she appeared distracted looking expectantly at the driveway. “The alpha Jeff, he’s bonded with a familiar. You should bring him the first-aid kit.”
Billy gasped, “What, a familiar that’s impossible. You sure?” Billy held up his hand, forestalling any agreement. “Sorry, I trust you. I just didn’t think any existed anymore, but of course I’ll do anything to help. Though I’m not sure anything in a first-aid kit would do any good. Jeff’s a healer – if the familiar’s hurt can’t he heal him? He’d have a better chance than I would.”
“He is healing but he still needs to be cleaned, his wounds wrapped. Plus Jeff will need someone to talk to. The kit will be a good excuse for you to do that.”
“Wouldn’t Karl be a better choice?”
“No. He needs to talk to another mage.”
“Aye, I can see your point. You on the other hand do need to talk to Karl.”
Hannah looked away, her voice low as she shyly asked, “What about Ally? Will she to be okay if I just show up on your doorstep?”
Billy’s hand reached out and grabbed Hannah’s chin to gently turn her so she was once again facing him. “Trust me, you have no worries love, she’s going to adore having you around. Talk to Karl before he gets too involved with Sean and Viggo.” Billy inclined his head toward Karl just as the man stood. Then Billy heard it for himself the rumble of the car engines seconds before they came up the road.
Silently they had all piled into both cars and took off heading back to Colin’s place.
By the time they pulled into the long drive it was long after midnight. Not only was everyone up, but also they were huddled together outside apparently waiting for them. It was obvious the day’s events had taken its toll on everyone, but instead of collapsing into an exhausted sleep everyone was wide-awake wired on the fading adrenaline after everything that happened.
As they pulled up Colin was the first out of the car and anxiously scanned the group for his cub and sire. He took note that Karl was standing and looking anxious at him, his eyes boring into him searching for injury.
Although Colin couldn’t be bothered to soothe the alpha’s anxiety not with his own worry pounding against his chest and he only started to breathe easier when he spotted Dom and Jeremy in the middle. The fact that his sire was laying down after Jeff had used his magic to heal Jeremy told Colin just how serious Jeremy’s injuries were. Though he was thankful unlike Chad, Jeremy was conscious and smiling. Jeremy’s head rested in Dom’s lap and oddly Elijah sat close on the opposite side. In fact as Colin zeroed in on Elijah, he could see Elijah’s body left no room and was actually touching Jeremy’s body. It almost appeared as if Dom and Elijah were protectively cocooning his sire.
It wasn’t that Colin didn’t like Elijah he actually didn’t know Elijah well enough to form a fair opinion. What Colin did know was biased based on everything Dom had shared with him previously, and later what he saw for himself. Everything before the party, Colin would have to be certifiably crazy to not see that Dom was madly in love with the young man.
Colin couldn’t deny Dom’s feelings for Elijah were real, but after everything that happened today he didn’t trust Elijah. Not only because of his magic, but because he had concealed the fact from his own sister. However he was also still concerned over Elijah’s accusations. When Elijah had accused his sire of raping Dom, he was shocked and cringed involuntarily every time he thought of it.
He had been on the porch still in beast form when Elijah made his accusations. Colin couldn’t see anyone’s reaction, but he quickly identified each individual and their emotions along with their scent. It emotionally killed him that he couldn’t go to his cub when Dom needed him. He was acutely aware of each pang Dom experienced. Dom’s internal conflict and confusion only magnified when he believed Elijah was right. Colin understood how Dom had reached the conclusion; his cub was going by the science. Physical evidence that Jeremy left: the multiple bruises, but more important the obvious open stretch and physical ache of his asshole, along with the rank smell of the bed. There was no denying he had sex. Just as there was no denying Dom had been unconscious throughout the ordeal.
In hindsight if Colin looked at it from Elijah’s view point he could understand why Elijah thought it was rape. Though Dom stated the fact to Elijah, Colin only hoped Dom really understood that it was true: that it had been Jeremy’s only avenue to save his life. Something Colin would readily agree to do again if it meant saving his cub.
The way Dom hovered over Jeremy, and held his hand there was no doubt in Colin’s mind, Dom fully accepted Jeremy as his mate just as Jeremy accepted Dom. What Colin didn’t get was how Elijah fit into the equation or why his sire was suddenly tolerant of someone his mate was in-love with and worse had called him a rapist.
Elijah felt his gaze and looked up; flushing as if he was aware of what Colin was thinking and looked away in shame.
Colin didn’t have time to consider Elijah’s reaction when Dom was suddenly up and in his face yelling and poking him in the chest “Don’t, don’t you ever do that…” with each poke harder than the one before. Then Dom grabbed him and wrapped his arms around him in a tight embrace.
Startled Colin eagerly returned the embrace and felt Dom’s body quake under his. Pulling Dom in tighter he tried to calm his cub down by rubbing soothing circles over his back.
Behind him Colin heard the others, including Orli closing their car door. Unconsciously Dom’s new senses must have picked up Orli’s scent as he stilled then let him go. Colin could tell his cub was about to turn his frustration and anger on Orli.
Instead he was surprised when Dom moved and reached out to engulf Orli in a massive hug. Faced with their safety his cub’s fear seemed to evaporate. Dom pulled back just enough to leave only their heads resting together as he spoke softly. “You came back…”
Emotional Orli choked out, “I’m sorry Sblomie. I didn’t mean to leave you, but I had to find Jared he needed me.”
Dom cupped Orli’s face, his voice earnest. “I only care that both of you came back, alive.”
Although after a moment Dom pulled back to look Orli in the face as he demanded fiercely. “Now tell me who the fuck is Jared?”
Behind Dom, Jeff stood cradling Chad who was still unconscious. Dom’s eyes shifted between the two, his anger deflating as his gaze landed on Chad. Nervously Dom asked. “That him?”
Jeff only barked out a terse response. “No! Karl, have the others continue to maintain the perimeter. Now someone get the door.”
Orli jumped and nearly flew up the steps to grab the screen door as he held it open for the alpha. A moment later, Billy followed after Jeff carrying a first-aid kit.
Out of patience Dom’s voice rose, “What the hell happened? If the bloke isn’t Jared, who hell is, and who the fuck was that?”
Orli jerked at Dom’s demand and let the screen door slam.
Colin gave a warning, “Dom.”
“Don’t Dom me. We were under attack, could have been killed and he just takes off after some stranger and I’m not suppose to ask? Excuse me if I don’t understand or care about all your damn pack rules.”
Staring at his cub Colin realized his mistake and moved in, forcibly pulling Dom into a tight embrace. Reminding himself that Dom hadn’t had any time to adjust not only as a newly turned cub, but also to a world where the shadows of the supernatural had come to life. A world where: werewolves, werecats, familiars, and mages live and coincide with magic. Colin could feel the stress; all of his cub’s pent of emotions.
Regardless of anyone watching Colin offered the comfort his cub needed and started to nuzzle and lick his cub’s neck. With each repetitive swipe of his tongue Colin could feel the tremors under Dom’s skin lessen. Whether it was a conscious or unconscious reaction, Dom responded as any new cub did to their sire’s administrations. Dom pressed in closer then angled his neck to give Colin an easier access, his body lax thoroughly enjoying the attention.
Inside Billy passed the master bedroom heading further down the hall to the two bedrooms on each side of the hall. The left bedroom had the door wide where Jeff had laid out the young man Hannah had warned was a familiar. Even from where he stood he could see the young man was covered in dirt and blood. Setting the kit down, Billy made a bee-line to the bathroom. Opening the cabinet under the sink he found a small plastic tub and immediately filled it up with water.
Returning Billy put the tub down and picked up the kit and stood in the doorway waiting for Jeff to acknowledge him.
He didn’t have long to wait before Jeff turned his gaze on Billy and bodily blocked the door. “What?”
Jeff’s bark made Billy jump before he shakily answered, “I brought you this to clean him up.” Then he lifted the fist-aid kit to show the alpha.
It took Jeff more than a few seconds before he saw the kit in Billy’s hand. When he did, Jeff swore and stepped back to allow Billy entrance. Fingers anxiously threaded through Jeff’s hair to land on his neck where he rubbed.
Billy could see it was a nervous habit. Jeff’s worry was so palpable that Billy wanted to reach out and offer him some comfort, but the alpha werewolf slash mage was aloof and quickly moved out of Billy’s way.
Billy moved over to the bed and set the kit down then after pulling a chair up by the bed he went back and got the bucket of water.
“He should be awake, but he’s still unconscious.”
Nodding Billy continued to work as he doused a wash cloth in the water; instinct dictating that he let the alpha talk.
Wringing out the cloth, Billy started to carefully wipe away the heavy crust of dirt and blood from the boy; wondering if he was wrong and Jeff wasn’t going to talk.
Billy didn’t have long to wait; agitated Jeff paced back and forth as he spoke. “He was so close to death that I had to delve deeper but my magic wasn’t as strong or working quick enough not after I healed Jeremy and Colin. I could feel everyone’s anxiety, so I pushed again. That’s when I felt it the aurora of his life essence, but it wasn’t until I reached out and my magic touched his essence that I realized he wasn’t human.”
Billy jumped and turned when Jeff slammed the wall in frustration. “A familiar, a fucking fairytale from the time of Merlin come to life. He should have told me, I should have had a choice.” He slammed the wall again creating a crack, but it was Jeff’s laughter that sent shivers down Billy’s spine. “Not only are we bonded, but we’re mated. I lost control and couldn’t reign in my beast. All of my life I hid the truth from my pack; worked hard to control my beast, to be a good alpha. Never told anyone what I could do, that I was a mage, a half-breed – an abomination among lycan. I never even told my cub Jeremy or Colin though they might have figured some of it out, had hints over the years but they definitely didn’t know the full extent of my gifts – not until today. It’s ironic don’t you think?” His voice bitter, Jeff choked out. “A half-breed mated to a familiar.”
Jeff fell back with a thud against the wall, and slid down until he was sitting on the floor with his knees up. Defeated Jeff hung his head, staring blindly at his hands. “The magic binds us” The pain in his voice rose, “but we’re opposites in an eternal conflict, how can we be together? I’m a wolf he’s a cat we don’t belong together.”
Billy didn’t know what to say. To his knowledge he had never encountered or had heard of a being like Jeff, a werewolf that was also a mage. That was rare enough, but one that was bonded to a familiar was astonishing. In the dense quiet Billy paused in his task but didn’t look Jeff’s way as he quietly stated, “If that was true you’d never have been able to bond yet you did. Somehow you did the impossible where your magic reached him, and he reached out to you. Even your beast needed to mark him as yours. This wasn’t a fluke, you have to hold on to that and trust your instincts: your beast and your magic.”
Jeff didn’t protest instead he sat there weighing what Billy said while Billy returned his focus back to cleaning the young man before him.
“… but does it have to be so sexual?”
Addressed to his sire, Colin only heard the tail end of Elijah’s question, that sounded more like a pathetic whine but Colin didn’t pause in his administrations of giving his cub what he needed.
Karl snorted, “If you think that’s sexual you’re in for a shock. You better get used to it, we’re pack and like our counterparts wolves we’re very friendly.”
Clearly confused, Sean inquired. “What the hell does that mean?”
Karl’s voice lowered enough that only those closest to him and the werewolves surrounding them could hear. “It means we’re very touchy feely.” Colin heard Sean’s gasp and could imagine Karl was demonstrating what he meant.
Colin heard those standing guarding the perimeter chuckling, muttering something about packs. But it was when Elijah asked Jeremy, “But you’re mated, isn’t that like being married? How could you let him make out with Dom?”
Reluctantly Dom pulled away from him, “Wait what? First, this isn’t making out Doodle and you know it; done that enough times in front of you, with nearly everyone from the set just to get your attention. Second, I’m not fucking married.”
Though the term was off Colin needed Dom to understand that Elijah wasn’t wrong, he was mated. Gently Colin dragged Dom’s attention back to him. “Dom, in here” he touched Dom’s chest, “you know that’s not true. You’re not human anymore, I sired you. You’re my cub, and you’re Jeremy’s…”
Dom finished for him, “mate…”
“Yes.” Colin could see the wheels turning as Dom started to really take things in. Colin saw the regret in Dom’s eyes and knew his cub was thinking of Elijah. Everything he had done to calm his cub was suddenly gone.
Jeremy called out, “Dom come here.”
Colin could feel the tension in Dom increase at the order then he hung his head pouting like a six-year old. His feet moving as Dom went over to sit down next to Jeremy who took Dom’s hand. Colin watched closely and noticed Dom didn’t pull away. To him it was obvious Dom’s beast had accepted his place; it was only the humanity within Dom that clung to his old life and his love to Elijah.
When his sire spoke, it was to Dom. “Don’t worry. Your Elijah saved me and then kept his promise even against your wrath, he’s not going anywhere. We’ll work it out.”
Colin couldn’t see his cub’s reaction, but when he saw his sire take hold of Elijah’s hand and bring it over for Dom to clasp as Jeremy resting his own hand over both of theirs. Colin’s mind reeled in shock at the implication and couldn’t contain the gasp that escaped. Regardless of anyone else Elijah and Dom looked from Jeremy to each other, their eyes shining bright as they broke out in wide stupid ass grins.
Feeling slightly pacified when Colin felt Dom’s happiness, he couldn’t help but be concerned for his sire that Jeremy was making a mistake. Then he heard Jeremy, his voice low under his breath meant only for Colin’s ears. “It’ll work out cub, trust me. Now go and take care of yours… no one will interfere.”
Colin closed his eyes realizing his sire was talking about Orli. Suddenly Colin felt stupid, knowing that Jeremy knew the extent of what he felt for Orli through his bond with Dom.
A moment later, Jeremy spoke louder for everyone to hear, “Help me up, I want to go inside. My back is starting to kill me; I’d definitely prefer the couch over the ground.” Working together Dom and Elijah helped Jeremy up and started toward the house.
Going up the stairs, Elijah asked, “Think he’s got anything to eat in the kitchen?”
“Food that’s brilliant, Doodle. I’m starved. Bugger should have at least a steak or two in the freezer. It’d be a good start.” The screen door closing behind them.
Colin turned in time to see Viggo, ignoring Karl’s protests as he extracted himself from Karl’s embrace after Hannah made her way over to them and stood there waiting patiently.
Viggo took hold of Sean’s hand. “Hannah needs to talk to you, so we’ll be in the kitchen; I’m not leaving Dom and Elijah to cook anything.” Though he couldn’t see their expressions; at Sean’s gasp of ‘please’ and the dramatic dip of Viggo’s tone Colin could tell Viggo made a face that didn’t compliment either hobbit’s cooking skills.
After a brief kiss to Karl’s cheek, Viggo held Sean around his waist and followed Dom and Elijah back into the house.
That left Jeff’s friends; each had shifted holding the perimeter.
Karl who stood with Hannah talking in low hush tones then Hannah jumped up. Her arms circled Karl’s neck as she kissed his cheek before she let go and ran inside, cheerfully demanding if there was anything else besides steak to eat.
While Karl made his way over to him; nodding first in Jared’s direction who stood immobile by the car then to Orli’s who had succeeded in making himself invisible when Dom lost it.
“Is that Jared standing by the car?”
Colin nodded. “Yes, he and the other one, Chad, helped us. They both saved Orli’s life.”
Karl clasped his shoulder and squeezed. “All right then. I’ll take him inside while you and Orli straighten things out.”
Colin’s fear spilled over and he gulped forcing the words out. “You don’t understand. We can’t, he and Jared bonded.”
“Don’t take everything at face value - take your sire’s advice and work it out. We’re all pack now, you don’t stand alone and that’ll never change.” As Karl left, he encouragingly patted Colin’s back then made his way over to where Jared stood before guiding Jared into the house. On the porch Jared paused, looking directly at Orli and appeared to speak to him. Orli looked up his face etched in pain but nodded. Even with his enhanced hearing Colin didn’t actually hear either of them utter a word only the screen door closing; leaving him alone with Orli.
Orli ambled over and sat down at the top step, waiting for Colin to join him.
Exhaling, Colin walked over. He remembered when they sat in the same spot earlier that day. Both times Orli surprised the hell out of him with his easy acceptance of what he was. Colin shivered as he recalled the feel of Orli’s fingers when they ran through and dug into his fur.
Jeremy his sire was the only other person who had done something similar. It was the night he had shifted for the first time. Though it was exhilarating it had also been terrifying. Jeremy stayed with him in human form for hours just to offer his comfort. His fingers easing the excessive pain of his first shift by continuously petting him until the ache started to subsided.
However when Orli petted him there was no pain only pleasure. Approaching the stairs he inhaled hoping to hide his nervousness and sat next to Orli.
Neither said a word, but Orli suddenly moved and scooted closer until they were shoulder to shoulder. Unable to stop, Colin exhaled his obvious relief at the gesture. His head cocked to the side in time to see a small gratifying smile grace Orli’s lips; Colin’s lips twitched at the corners threatening to pull into a wide grin.
Without Orli to guide him, Jared was still stumbling in the dark, physically blind. There was a part of him that wanted to call out to Orli, but he refused to act on the impulse. Orli needed time and now that they were out of any immediate danger he’d be damned if he’d add anymore stress on Orli’s shoulders.
Instead Jared stood by the car listening and taking in his surroundings by using his senses. It wasn’t until the group started to disburse that he could feel a tangible hum, one he recognized. A harmonious hum that was different but similar to the feelings he’d receive from the pride collectively. Though a newly formed the pack they already had an interlocking connection between each other. Its strength growing as it layered connecting to all of them, even branching out to Chad and himself.
Jared sensed Karl’s approach before he actually heard the man. “Jared? Evening my name’s Karl. From what I understand I owe you our thanks for saving Orlando.”
Intimidated, he could feel the man’s presence, the alpha’s raw essence was almost overpowering as he stood directly in front of Jared.
“But it wasn’t just Orli was it?”
Jared didn’t know what to say, so he decided to not say anything.
He must have given something away in his face as Karl’s voice lowered to a soothing pitch, and spoke as if he was addressing a frightened child. “Shh, it’s all right I’m not going to hurt you, and we don’t have to talk about it, not now.”
Jared didn’t miss the implication when Karl added, not now and knew he’d have to endure the alpha’s questions some point in the future. Although it was a gentle touch, Jared jerked when Karl reached out, his hand landing just below Jared’s shirt sleeve.
Karl’s voice remained calm even as his thumb swept up in a caress sending goosebumps racing across his skin. “Sorry, but we should move inside.”
Dry mouth, Jared nodded then swallowed past his nerves. “Chad is he… I need to see Chad, to know he’s okay.”
Karl moved. “Here take hold of my arm, I’ll guide you.”
Though Karl told him they needed to stop that the stairs were ahead, Jared already slowed his step instinct telling him they were by the porch. Feeling Orli’s presence heightened Jared’s awareness. Though he followed Karl’s instructions at the top of the stairs he stopped then leaned in Orli’s direction where he stood on the porch. \\Orli, I’ll be inside, I’m going to check on Chad.//
Orli didn’t respond, but Jared knew Orli could hear him. It wasn’t until he pleaded. \\Please, talk to Colin, don’t lose time you’ll regret later. Not like I did. //
This time, he got a response and heard Orli’s gasp. It wasn’t an accident; he knew Orli could feel the enormity of Jared’s grief. Regathering himself, Jared told him he’d be there if Orli needed him.
In return, Orli offered a simple, \\I will.//
Orli’s eyes narrowed on Karl as he approached with Jared. His stomach twisted with guilt and jealousy, not that it was logical, but an inner instinct was screaming at him that it was his place; he should be at Jared’s side, be the one helping him. Abruptly he felt Jared push at their connection. Jittery still feeling the sting of jealousy Orli opened his mind to greet Jared, but was silenced when he felt the connection open and was flooded with Jared’s essence. It had a calming effect. Jared dismissed his jealousy with a cooing shush before Jared told him he was just going inside to check on Chad.
Then Orli felt Jared’s grief. The feeling wasn’t new; he had felt it the moment he had connected with Jared that first time. Only then he didn’t know Jared’s anguish was grief over Jensen. Information Orli had gathered through their bond, he knew Jared had loved Jensen that he wouldn’t be bonded to Jared if Jensen hadn’t died.
Jared pushed his thoughts away and pleaded with him first to talk to Colin. \\Orli, I tried to tell you before that though our bond was an accident it doesn’t have to change things, not for you and Colin. I told him that but it’s up to you. If you love him don’t wait.//
At that moment unguarded, Jared had emitted a wave of pain that was staggering though as quickly as he felt it Jared shielded his pain bringing it back to a tempered level. \\If you need me just mentally reach out.//
Glancing over to Colin, Orli moved and sat down on the porch’s step waiting for Colin to join him.
When he did, it was easy to see Colin was just as nervous as he was. Instinct driving him, Orli moved in closer until their shoulders touched then he gave Colin a slight nudge. Colin’s gaze met his and he couldn’t stop the smile itching to break out.
“Things are pretty fucked up, huh?”
Colin opened his mouth then closed it choosing instead to nod his agreement.
“I don’t know what to say about Jared, what we did, the bond thing – what I am.”
“What do you mean what you are? You’re the same person you were yesterday, Orlando Bloom.”
Orli broke eye contact. “That’s not what I mean and you know it. You can’t tell me you weren’t listening to what Jared said…”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“How can you say that? You didn’t see Chad. It wasn’t like he was a house cat, but rather this huge cat closer to a panther.”
“I can say it because it’s true. It doesn’t matter. Orli you’ve seen my beast, watched me shift. We sat right here and you were fucking petting me. Am I really that different?”
“Yes, no… shit! I don’t know.”
“I’m not and you’re not.” Colin reached for his hand and clasped it, his thumb sweeping over the back of his hand. “You need time, if you let me I’ll be here for you.” Squeezing his hand, Colin added. “Like Jared and Dom will be.”
Though Orli returned Colin’s gesture, he silently added Chad’s name to that list; hopeful since Chad was the only one who was like him a familiar.
Colin cleared his throat, “There’s also your family and Kate. They love you.”
Orli turned and looked at Colin wondering why he’d bring up Kate. Then realized Colin like everyone else thought he was still with Kate. “Your right they do. Kate was here you know. She was the one that told me you were here…”
Orli felt Colin start to pull his hand away. Gripping harder, Orli stopped him. “Don’t. You were right Kate does love me and I love her, but we’re only friends. Truth is we broke up months ago we just haven’t told anyone. I had planned on telling the guys this weekend.” Orli shrugged.
Colin clasped his hand harder offering his support. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. She’s better off without me. Even met a great bloke Jay, they’re engaged. Thing is she knew before I did the depth of my feelings for Dom.” Orli paused then nervously asked, “I still love him… Does that bother you?”
“It should, but oddly it doesn’t.”
“And Jared?”
“He warned me. Told me that he’s a part of you now like I’m a part of Dom. Then busted my balls that I shouldn’t let that stop us – he was right, right?”
“Yeah, I think so. I should be running scare out of my mind by what I feel for you, but I can’t. Not when it feels so right against the insanity of everything else. Regardless of the bond with Jared, I know I’d only be a half of a person without you.”
“So this thing between us, we’ll make it work? There’ll be an us?”
Orli bit his lip to keep from smiling. On one hand he hated seeing Colin’s emotions so palpable: a nervous fear that Orli would reject him. However the other side of the coin, he did enjoy having Colin off balance. The man was usually so cock sure of himself, a natural swagger of arrogance that fit with his beast.
Drawing Colin closer, until they were only separated by the thinnest space of air that Colin greedily swallowed as he spoke. “There’s definitely an us.” Closing the space, their lips touched. Orli felt Colin tremble and regretted he had teased the man. Moving he took his fill and tasted the man. Turning fully he deepened the kiss devouring Colin erasing any of the man’s fear that he wasn’t wanted.
Karl had guided him through the house to the hallway where Jared waved the alpha off however Karl didn’t move, but Jared felt the man’s breath brush over his ear. “I trust Colin’s word and instincts, but the fact is I don’t know you and you don’t know me. So trust me when I say: if you hurt or attack anyone under this roof you won’t live long enough to regret it.”
Jared did. It wasn’t just a promised threat, but the timber in Karl’s voice; he spoke like it was a coveted vow and it sent shivers down Jared’s back.
Jared jerked, startled when he heard another voice. “I’d say his bark is worse than his bite, but it wouldn’t be true. The lad keeps his promises.”
Distressed over Chad, he hadn’t sensed the mage’s signature it at first, but now standing in front of him Jared knew the Scottish inflection belonged to Billy, the mage. Through Orli Jared had surveyed everyone in the house before when Lahela had forced him to attack.
Obviously pleased by Billy’s comment Karl’s growled his assent, but Jared was more concerned with Karl’s question. “The boy?”
Somber Billy answered. “He’s healing, but slowly. Jeff had already exhausted a great deal of magic healing Jeremy and Colin previously. Though the boy was mortally wounded and Jeff brought him back – so many of his wounds were older.”
Jared felt their eyes on him when Billy stated. “The lad was viciously tortured. Injuries left untended festered, several were infected. How far Jeff’s magic was able to go… I don’t think he knows, but there was a great deal of damage.”
With each word Jared deflated until he started to sway. Someone reached out and steadied him, but he brushed them off. His voice almost shrill in his haste to go to Chad, but someone stopped him. “Please, I need to see him…”
Jared knew Billy and Karl were talking in hushed tones, but their voices were lost in a haze of worry and he didn’t register anything they said.
It was Karl who had been holding him then finally let go after he turned Jared in the direction he needed to go. “Last door on your left.”
Jared barely nodded his thanks and started walking. He reached out and used the wall to make his way down the hall. His heart accelerated when his fingers touched the door jam and felt the door was left wide open. Standing in the doorway, he stared blindly into the room. He was about to go in but was stopped when he felt a presence facing him even before he heard Jeff’s order. “No!”
“You don’t get to come in.”
“Please, he’s my best friend the only one I have left.”
Jeff reached out, grabbing his neck in a bruising grip as he heatedly answered. “I don’t care what he was to you. He’s mine now to protect. You made sure of that. I don’t trust you. And until Chad wakes and actually asks for you, this room is off limits to you.”
Jared couldn’t swallow the whimper of pain from Jeff’s grip. As quickly as the sound escaped Jeff let go almost pushing him away.
His heart resounded loudly in his chest, still Jared heard when Jeff walked away surprised when the alpha kept the bedroom door open.
Dazed Jared stepped back and slumped against the wall in the hall staring directly into the room. Slowly he descended until he was sitting there tears trailing down his face.
Jared wasn’t sure how long before the aroma of steak hit his senses at the same time he heard laughter filter throughout the house. He could easily hear the others in the kitchen. Though Jared only smiled when he heard the front door open and felt Orli’s presence. Jared could feel the extent of Orli’s happiness and it had everything to do with Colin at his side.
He knew Orli would reach out to him if nothing else just to find out how Chad was. Determined to hide what had expired between him and Jeff; Jared decided to open their connection first.
Orli immediately responded and predictably asked about Chad. Jared kept it light and reported the truth that Chad was going to be fine in time that he was healing because of Jeff’s magic. That he was going to stay and watch over him.
Jared could feel the tangible emotion of Orli’s relief even as he leaned into Colin who wrapped an arm around his waist easily offering his support.
\\So, you’re going to make it work?//
In response Orli let his actions be his answer and turned into Colin’s embrace to kiss Colin; leaving Jared no doubt that they were going to work it out.
Reluctantly they pulled apart when Dom interrupted with an exaggerated sigh and proclaimed. “About bloody time.”
Colin leveled at stare at Dom. “Cub, don’t be a wanker.”
Dom ignored the charge. “If you two want to eat come next round you better get your asses in here before all of the steaks are claimed and you end up with a hamburger or worse tofu. And why the fuck, do you have tufu?”
Weakly Orli protested, “I like tofu.”
Snickering Dom replied. “Figures.” Then he threw something at Colin. It turned out to be material, a pair of sweats.
Colin shrugged and put them on as he asked. “Why round two? Smells like they’re just about ready.”
“Yeah, but we’re not fighting Krycek. He came in and claimed the first round for him and his buddies.”
Orli asked. “Who?”
Before Dom could answer, Elijah called out for Dom. Dom turned, waving for them to follow.
Jared stayed connected to Orli and took in the domestic scene before him. The first thing that came to mind was how crowded it was. Most sat around the kitchen block watching Viggo cook. The man seemed like he was in his element with several pans on the stove, the broiler door open as he took off several steaks and placed them on a large platter before handing it off to one of the strangers, who answered. “Thanks man. This will do.”
Like Orli, Jared had no idea who he was, but both strangers stood out. Not only because they didn’t know or recognize them but they were the only one’s still naked. Both were vastly different. The one holding the platter was short not only to Jared’s height, but a few inches shorter than Orli. With a full head of short dark red hair, that looked thick and wavy offset by long lashes framing blue eyes that twinkled in mischief. Behind him stood a taller man with piercing green eyes, who held another tray with a tall pitcher and a column of several plastic tumblers. Though it shouldn’t have been daunting to see someone standing there naked in a kitchen holding a tray – this particular man had an aura that was imposing.
It was Jeremy that picked up on the subtly of Colin’s curiosity and introduced the men to them. “Colin, Orli, I’d like you to meet Seth Green” Jeremy tipped his head indicting the shorter man first then the taller one, “and Nick Lea, they’re Jeff’s friends. Outside holding the perimeter is Eric Balfour, Jason Statham who returned with you and Ivan Sergie.”
Orli blurted out. “Then who’s Krycek?”
The man in question grimaced, “A fictional character.”
Gushing Dom quickly offered. “Yeah but it was fucking XFiles, classic TV, outstanding villain that you played brilliantly.” It brought a smile to the man’s face and suddenly he no longer appeared as threatening. “Thanks. We’re going to be outside.” With that he walked back outside the shorter man following.
Abruptly Colin cursed, “Holy fuck?” and walked over to exam the crude make shift door that had been created during the attack.
“And get this other dude played Oz, the werewolf, on Buffy. How great is that, a werewolf playing a werewolf?”
Orli went over to Colin clasping his hand even as he poked his head through the large hole to see three men huddled over an improvised table dividing up the steak. The other two, like Orli, Jared could only see their shadows and realized they had stayed in their werewolf form to continue guarding.
Colin pulled Orli back inside and wrapped his arms around him gazing into Orli’s eyes as if no one else was there.
Of course that could have had something to do with Karl, the example of public intimacy he was setting with Sean. Karl had the man trapped against the counter, slowly intimately nuzzling his neck, mumbling something about retaliation for making them put on pants.
Orli and Colin turned their heads, picking up what Karl said, but it was Colin who snickered. Jared could feel the elation of Orli’s heart as he went back to gazing into Colin’s eyes.
Suddenly Jared was thrown off as Colin started to look at Orli differently. Belatedly suspecting that Colin’s aware that he’s there and seeing through Orli’s eyes. As if to confirm his suspicion Colin winks at him. At that moment Jared knows that Colin was speaking to him and not Orli. “Followed your advice and we’re going to be okay. Orli’s worth it – and more.”
Colin leaned in and openly nuzzled Orli’s neck until Orli sighed in pleasure.
Like Dom no one seemed surprised with their interaction, or even that it was in the kitchen. Although Orli was thoroughly engaged in what Colin was doing Jared felt like he was intruding. Not just by what Orli and Colin were doing, but the atmosphere of the entire room - they’re a pack, connected to each other.
Though it’s unnecessary Jared mentally pushes Orli further into Colin’s embrace and quietly breaks their connection.
Back in the hallway, Jared wipes at his eyes only to realize his vision is slowly coming back. Though it’s blurry, he can see Chad’s still form with Jeff sitting next to him in a chair at his bedside. Jeff’s body is slumped over, but Jared didn’t have to see to know that the alpha was focused on Chad’s every breath waiting for him to stir awake.
Antics from the kitchen reach his ears. He wants to block it out, but he can’t deny it as it fills his heart with joy for Orli and the others to know that they’re pack – but at the same time it also reminds him of what he’s lost.
Jared knew because of Orli’s connection with Colin he’d always be part of their pack, but the memory of Colin’s words struck out at him: ‘who do you have?’
Jared’s eyes watered as the pain surfaced and he remembered. The truth was Jared only ever wanted one man and he had him, Jensen. There was no one, not Chad or Orli – no one could ever fill the vacated space Jensen left in his heart.
Next, epilogue~
Previous ch
The walk before the cars came wasn’t nearly as long as Jared thought it’d be, but it was long enough for him to talk to Orli. It turned out Jared didn’t have to lay everything out like he thought he would. Apparently when Orli had reached out to Chad it had opened a door. Everything Orli had struggled with over the years: the awkward clumsiness, the extreme loneness compounded by feelings that he was different all fell away. He was different, Orli just never knew how different or that he was never alone.
Orli asked, “So…you do magic like Billy and Elijah?”
“I’m a mage, yes.”
“And I’m supposed to be like Chad, some kind of cat?”
Jared shrugged, “Actually, a familiar, they’re descendents of werecats, but yes, that’s why we were able to communicate.”
“A werecat, huh guess that makes sense after seeing Chad shift. Though what’s a familiar? What’s the difference between them and werecats?”
“Familiars are a breed from the werecat family, but the main differences between them is a familiar is capable of bonding with a mage.”
“Bonding? What do you mean, what’s that?”
Jared slowed his step. Although he couldn’t see Colin up ahead he knew the young werewolf was listening astutely.
“Okay, you know the fables about witches, how they usually have a black cat as their companion?”
“Yeah…”
“Well that’s their familiar. It’s the same thing here only on a larger scale. Familiars were created during the time of Merlin. Some say by Merlin himself. The familiar once bonded would serve as a companion, but also help a mage to focus and stabilize their magic. It’s said your breed of werecat wasn’t chosen by Merlin but presented to him through a dream by another of higher power. Familiars have survived throughout the ages but like us have dwindled in numbers. Mages today, those born with true magic usually dismiss those internal instincts in favor of the science around them. Very few have acknowledged or have even tapped into their gifts. Of those that have it’s even fewer still that have gone to seek out their familiar. Over time without a mage within the herd, familiars can lose their gift to shift.”
“Wait a second, I never shifted. Perhaps you’re mistaken and I don’t have the gift.”
“Well you are different from Chad – you’re half human half familiar.”
“Half? But he had shifted back to human. How can I only be half?”
Jared shrugged, “Chad was born a familiar from a litter. Everyone in the pride was.”
Orli’s curiosity rose, as did the enthusiasm in his voice. “The pride? There’s more of us?”
Jared easily slipped into an old habit whenever he got nervous or scared; where he’d drop his head so that his hair fell in order to hide his expression behind the long strands. Not that he could actually hide his pain from Orli since they were bonded. Jared inhaled then tried to clear his throat; it did no good he still choked out the words. “There was; we were attacked by hunters. The pride slaughtered. As far as I know you and Chad, you’re the last…”
Jared hadn’t realized he stopped talking until he felt Orli engulf him in a full embrace. Emotional Jared’s shoulders quaked from the turbulent memories that rose to the fore. Orli only hugged him harder.
Jared wasn’t sure how long they stood there, but it was Colin that interrupted by announcing his presence when he coughed. Orli stilled but didn’t pull away, his conflict tangible.
Although Orli didn’t let go Jared needed to see what was happening. With a quick spell he was once again seeing through Orli’s eyes and realized Orli had locked eyes with Colin. Jared could easily read Colin’s pain and he was the first to turn away. Jared called out. “Wait, don’t go.”
Jared’s mind raced, thinking back to how much time he and Jensen lost – time he’ll never get back. He couldn’t let Orli do the same and lose Colin. Even blind Jared could see the depth of love blossoming between the two.
“Orli this connection between us was an accident, but it doesn’t have to change things for you at least not between you and Colin…”
It was Colin who responded heatedly. “Yes it does, you’re mated.”
Dazed by the intensity of Colin’s response, Orli stepped back and shook his head, “Wait what? Mated? What the hell is that? Because the inference doesn’t make it sound like we’re just friends.”
Addressing Colin Jared said, “No, we’re not mated, we’re bonded.”
Boarding anger Colin demanded, “What the fuck is the difference?”
Jared didn’t know, but he wasn’t about to tell either of them that. Instead he turned the tables. “What’s the difference between you and Dom?”
Irritated Colin quickly countered, “He’s my cub.”
Jared challenged, “So there’s no feelings of close intimacy between you?” Through Orli’s eyes, Jared gauged Colin’s reaction: his eyes widened then Colin turned away and nervously answered. “Dom’s mated to my Sire. We were friends before, but I’d never do anything...”
With each word Colin spoke, Jared could feel Orli’s hurt as well as the heated flare of his jealousy.
His emotions thick, Orli questioned. “It’s true then, you and Dom?”
“No, there’s nothing. I did no more than you and flirt with the man. It’s Dom for Christ sake! Orlando I struck up a friendship with Dom because I wanted to see you…”
Orli’s head bobbed in answer to his own statement. “But you wanted more than friendship with Dom - even now you do.”
Like Orli, Jared could see that Colin wasn’t going to refute the charge.
Abruptly Orli said, “I need time to think away from both of you.” Then he started to walk away leaving Jared with Colin.
Colin reached out, “Orli don’t.” Orli stopped but didn’t turn around. “It’s insane because we don’t really know each other, but I love you Orli. You have to know I’ve known it from that first day when I met you at Shelly’s. I bought her damn house and made friends with Dom with a stupid mad hope that I’d see you again. I love Dom; I do as a friend and as my cub but you Orli, with you it’s different. The second I got a whiff of your scent; it’s been lingering in my mind, taunting me every day. You have to know nothing ever happened between me and Dom…”
“But you wanted it to and I don’t blame you. I’ve wanted Dom for a long time, for him to see me the way he looks at Elijah.”
Jared felt the truth in Orli’s words and knew the jealousy he had been feeling from Orli wasn’t solely directed toward Colin, but also Dom.
Without warning Orli broke the spell between them leaving Jared blind as he walked away, to leave Jared standing next to Colin.
After several minutes Colin cursed then grabbed Jared’s hand and placed it on his arm near his elbow and gruffly stated. “We have to go.”
Jared nodded, “He’ll come around just give him some time, but don’t wait forever. I meant it earlier, my bond with Orli it’s more like yours is to Dom.”
Colin blurted out laughing, but there was no joy in the sound. “That doesn’t exactly help.”
“We’ll work it out – we’ll make it work. I won’t interfere or stop you if you two want to mate.”
Colin flatly replied. “But you’ll be there?”
The question hung in the air for a long time before Jared could answer. He couldn’t lie to the man – besides Colin could probably smell whether or not he was telling the truth. As much as it pained him, Jared couldn’t state their bond wouldn’t draw them intimately closer especially over time. Although right now he couldn’t imagine being with Orli or anyone else not like he had always dreamed of with Jensen. “Yes, I can’t deny that we’re connected through the bond. However it’ll probably be no more and no less how you’ll be there for Dom.”
Colin didn’t have to digest what he said before asking. “What about you? Dom has Jeremy my sire, and if Orli and I have each other – who do you have?”
Swallowing past the lump in his throat, Jared thought of Jensen and choked out. “It doesn’t matter he’s dead. But that’s my point- don’t wait. There might not be a tomorrow. ”
Before Colin could ask anything else Jeff interrupted, and bellowed out past the sounds of the cars pulling up, “Let’s go.”
Billy felt the dig of Hannah’s elbow in order to get his attention, silently announcing they were returning; the look on her face grave.
He didn’t want to ask, but needed to know. “Is Orli or Colin hurt then?”
“No, they’re both fine. They’re all alive.” Though her answer didn’t change the obvious pending doom she was feeling.
Intuitively Billy understood. There were times he could see the future though he wasn’t as gifted as Hannah who didn’t just see the future, but the multiple paths. “It’s not the ripple you had hoped?”
“I’m not sure. It’s not clear enough.”
“Then consider it a gift. You shouldn’t always be burdened with such knowledge. In fact, after all this I think you should join me when I head back to Scotland”
Hopeful she asked, “To apprentice?”
“Aye, I think it’s time.”
Wavering, “But Elijah…”
“Is a strong mage, he doesn’t need either of us. Besides the lad has to work things out with Dom, you know that.”
Hannah looked over to her brother and the two men beside him, and nodded her consent. “Karl?”
“He’s your alpha now, but I think he’d want what’s best for you even if he knew the truth that you manipulated him into claiming you.”
Startled at his accusation Hannah only blinked.
“Hannah, I know what you can do. It was a clever if not dangerous way to push Elijah.”
Hannah feigned her innocence. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“I may not agree, but I understand it. Letting Karl claim you, whether he realized it or not it psychologically pushed Elijah to remain with Karl’s pack after the fight – regardless of Dom. I’m not sure what you saw that involved Elijah that he needed to be securely marked in Karl’s pack but your maneuvering worked.”
Hannah blushed under Billy’s scrutiny the only telltale sign that Billy was correct in his assumptions. Pleased he smiled and added, “That’s not to say you wouldn’t benefit as my apprentice. To continue learning would only strengthen your magic in the long run.”
Billy waited. He had expected Hannah to say yes, something, anything instead she appeared distracted looking expectantly at the driveway. “The alpha Jeff, he’s bonded with a familiar. You should bring him the first-aid kit.”
Billy gasped, “What, a familiar that’s impossible. You sure?” Billy held up his hand, forestalling any agreement. “Sorry, I trust you. I just didn’t think any existed anymore, but of course I’ll do anything to help. Though I’m not sure anything in a first-aid kit would do any good. Jeff’s a healer – if the familiar’s hurt can’t he heal him? He’d have a better chance than I would.”
“He is healing but he still needs to be cleaned, his wounds wrapped. Plus Jeff will need someone to talk to. The kit will be a good excuse for you to do that.”
“Wouldn’t Karl be a better choice?”
“No. He needs to talk to another mage.”
“Aye, I can see your point. You on the other hand do need to talk to Karl.”
Hannah looked away, her voice low as she shyly asked, “What about Ally? Will she to be okay if I just show up on your doorstep?”
Billy’s hand reached out and grabbed Hannah’s chin to gently turn her so she was once again facing him. “Trust me, you have no worries love, she’s going to adore having you around. Talk to Karl before he gets too involved with Sean and Viggo.” Billy inclined his head toward Karl just as the man stood. Then Billy heard it for himself the rumble of the car engines seconds before they came up the road.
Silently they had all piled into both cars and took off heading back to Colin’s place.
By the time they pulled into the long drive it was long after midnight. Not only was everyone up, but also they were huddled together outside apparently waiting for them. It was obvious the day’s events had taken its toll on everyone, but instead of collapsing into an exhausted sleep everyone was wide-awake wired on the fading adrenaline after everything that happened.
As they pulled up Colin was the first out of the car and anxiously scanned the group for his cub and sire. He took note that Karl was standing and looking anxious at him, his eyes boring into him searching for injury.
Although Colin couldn’t be bothered to soothe the alpha’s anxiety not with his own worry pounding against his chest and he only started to breathe easier when he spotted Dom and Jeremy in the middle. The fact that his sire was laying down after Jeff had used his magic to heal Jeremy told Colin just how serious Jeremy’s injuries were. Though he was thankful unlike Chad, Jeremy was conscious and smiling. Jeremy’s head rested in Dom’s lap and oddly Elijah sat close on the opposite side. In fact as Colin zeroed in on Elijah, he could see Elijah’s body left no room and was actually touching Jeremy’s body. It almost appeared as if Dom and Elijah were protectively cocooning his sire.
It wasn’t that Colin didn’t like Elijah he actually didn’t know Elijah well enough to form a fair opinion. What Colin did know was biased based on everything Dom had shared with him previously, and later what he saw for himself. Everything before the party, Colin would have to be certifiably crazy to not see that Dom was madly in love with the young man.
Colin couldn’t deny Dom’s feelings for Elijah were real, but after everything that happened today he didn’t trust Elijah. Not only because of his magic, but because he had concealed the fact from his own sister. However he was also still concerned over Elijah’s accusations. When Elijah had accused his sire of raping Dom, he was shocked and cringed involuntarily every time he thought of it.
He had been on the porch still in beast form when Elijah made his accusations. Colin couldn’t see anyone’s reaction, but he quickly identified each individual and their emotions along with their scent. It emotionally killed him that he couldn’t go to his cub when Dom needed him. He was acutely aware of each pang Dom experienced. Dom’s internal conflict and confusion only magnified when he believed Elijah was right. Colin understood how Dom had reached the conclusion; his cub was going by the science. Physical evidence that Jeremy left: the multiple bruises, but more important the obvious open stretch and physical ache of his asshole, along with the rank smell of the bed. There was no denying he had sex. Just as there was no denying Dom had been unconscious throughout the ordeal.
In hindsight if Colin looked at it from Elijah’s view point he could understand why Elijah thought it was rape. Though Dom stated the fact to Elijah, Colin only hoped Dom really understood that it was true: that it had been Jeremy’s only avenue to save his life. Something Colin would readily agree to do again if it meant saving his cub.
The way Dom hovered over Jeremy, and held his hand there was no doubt in Colin’s mind, Dom fully accepted Jeremy as his mate just as Jeremy accepted Dom. What Colin didn’t get was how Elijah fit into the equation or why his sire was suddenly tolerant of someone his mate was in-love with and worse had called him a rapist.
Elijah felt his gaze and looked up; flushing as if he was aware of what Colin was thinking and looked away in shame.
Colin didn’t have time to consider Elijah’s reaction when Dom was suddenly up and in his face yelling and poking him in the chest “Don’t, don’t you ever do that…” with each poke harder than the one before. Then Dom grabbed him and wrapped his arms around him in a tight embrace.
Startled Colin eagerly returned the embrace and felt Dom’s body quake under his. Pulling Dom in tighter he tried to calm his cub down by rubbing soothing circles over his back.
Behind him Colin heard the others, including Orli closing their car door. Unconsciously Dom’s new senses must have picked up Orli’s scent as he stilled then let him go. Colin could tell his cub was about to turn his frustration and anger on Orli.
Instead he was surprised when Dom moved and reached out to engulf Orli in a massive hug. Faced with their safety his cub’s fear seemed to evaporate. Dom pulled back just enough to leave only their heads resting together as he spoke softly. “You came back…”
Emotional Orli choked out, “I’m sorry Sblomie. I didn’t mean to leave you, but I had to find Jared he needed me.”
Dom cupped Orli’s face, his voice earnest. “I only care that both of you came back, alive.”
Although after a moment Dom pulled back to look Orli in the face as he demanded fiercely. “Now tell me who the fuck is Jared?”
Behind Dom, Jeff stood cradling Chad who was still unconscious. Dom’s eyes shifted between the two, his anger deflating as his gaze landed on Chad. Nervously Dom asked. “That him?”
Jeff only barked out a terse response. “No! Karl, have the others continue to maintain the perimeter. Now someone get the door.”
Orli jumped and nearly flew up the steps to grab the screen door as he held it open for the alpha. A moment later, Billy followed after Jeff carrying a first-aid kit.
Out of patience Dom’s voice rose, “What the hell happened? If the bloke isn’t Jared, who hell is, and who the fuck was that?”
Orli jerked at Dom’s demand and let the screen door slam.
Colin gave a warning, “Dom.”
“Don’t Dom me. We were under attack, could have been killed and he just takes off after some stranger and I’m not suppose to ask? Excuse me if I don’t understand or care about all your damn pack rules.”
Staring at his cub Colin realized his mistake and moved in, forcibly pulling Dom into a tight embrace. Reminding himself that Dom hadn’t had any time to adjust not only as a newly turned cub, but also to a world where the shadows of the supernatural had come to life. A world where: werewolves, werecats, familiars, and mages live and coincide with magic. Colin could feel the stress; all of his cub’s pent of emotions.
Regardless of anyone watching Colin offered the comfort his cub needed and started to nuzzle and lick his cub’s neck. With each repetitive swipe of his tongue Colin could feel the tremors under Dom’s skin lessen. Whether it was a conscious or unconscious reaction, Dom responded as any new cub did to their sire’s administrations. Dom pressed in closer then angled his neck to give Colin an easier access, his body lax thoroughly enjoying the attention.
Inside Billy passed the master bedroom heading further down the hall to the two bedrooms on each side of the hall. The left bedroom had the door wide where Jeff had laid out the young man Hannah had warned was a familiar. Even from where he stood he could see the young man was covered in dirt and blood. Setting the kit down, Billy made a bee-line to the bathroom. Opening the cabinet under the sink he found a small plastic tub and immediately filled it up with water.
Returning Billy put the tub down and picked up the kit and stood in the doorway waiting for Jeff to acknowledge him.
He didn’t have long to wait before Jeff turned his gaze on Billy and bodily blocked the door. “What?”
Jeff’s bark made Billy jump before he shakily answered, “I brought you this to clean him up.” Then he lifted the fist-aid kit to show the alpha.
It took Jeff more than a few seconds before he saw the kit in Billy’s hand. When he did, Jeff swore and stepped back to allow Billy entrance. Fingers anxiously threaded through Jeff’s hair to land on his neck where he rubbed.
Billy could see it was a nervous habit. Jeff’s worry was so palpable that Billy wanted to reach out and offer him some comfort, but the alpha werewolf slash mage was aloof and quickly moved out of Billy’s way.
Billy moved over to the bed and set the kit down then after pulling a chair up by the bed he went back and got the bucket of water.
“He should be awake, but he’s still unconscious.”
Nodding Billy continued to work as he doused a wash cloth in the water; instinct dictating that he let the alpha talk.
Wringing out the cloth, Billy started to carefully wipe away the heavy crust of dirt and blood from the boy; wondering if he was wrong and Jeff wasn’t going to talk.
Billy didn’t have long to wait; agitated Jeff paced back and forth as he spoke. “He was so close to death that I had to delve deeper but my magic wasn’t as strong or working quick enough not after I healed Jeremy and Colin. I could feel everyone’s anxiety, so I pushed again. That’s when I felt it the aurora of his life essence, but it wasn’t until I reached out and my magic touched his essence that I realized he wasn’t human.”
Billy jumped and turned when Jeff slammed the wall in frustration. “A familiar, a fucking fairytale from the time of Merlin come to life. He should have told me, I should have had a choice.” He slammed the wall again creating a crack, but it was Jeff’s laughter that sent shivers down Billy’s spine. “Not only are we bonded, but we’re mated. I lost control and couldn’t reign in my beast. All of my life I hid the truth from my pack; worked hard to control my beast, to be a good alpha. Never told anyone what I could do, that I was a mage, a half-breed – an abomination among lycan. I never even told my cub Jeremy or Colin though they might have figured some of it out, had hints over the years but they definitely didn’t know the full extent of my gifts – not until today. It’s ironic don’t you think?” His voice bitter, Jeff choked out. “A half-breed mated to a familiar.”
Jeff fell back with a thud against the wall, and slid down until he was sitting on the floor with his knees up. Defeated Jeff hung his head, staring blindly at his hands. “The magic binds us” The pain in his voice rose, “but we’re opposites in an eternal conflict, how can we be together? I’m a wolf he’s a cat we don’t belong together.”
Billy didn’t know what to say. To his knowledge he had never encountered or had heard of a being like Jeff, a werewolf that was also a mage. That was rare enough, but one that was bonded to a familiar was astonishing. In the dense quiet Billy paused in his task but didn’t look Jeff’s way as he quietly stated, “If that was true you’d never have been able to bond yet you did. Somehow you did the impossible where your magic reached him, and he reached out to you. Even your beast needed to mark him as yours. This wasn’t a fluke, you have to hold on to that and trust your instincts: your beast and your magic.”
Jeff didn’t protest instead he sat there weighing what Billy said while Billy returned his focus back to cleaning the young man before him.
“… but does it have to be so sexual?”
Addressed to his sire, Colin only heard the tail end of Elijah’s question, that sounded more like a pathetic whine but Colin didn’t pause in his administrations of giving his cub what he needed.
Karl snorted, “If you think that’s sexual you’re in for a shock. You better get used to it, we’re pack and like our counterparts wolves we’re very friendly.”
Clearly confused, Sean inquired. “What the hell does that mean?”
Karl’s voice lowered enough that only those closest to him and the werewolves surrounding them could hear. “It means we’re very touchy feely.” Colin heard Sean’s gasp and could imagine Karl was demonstrating what he meant.
Colin heard those standing guarding the perimeter chuckling, muttering something about packs. But it was when Elijah asked Jeremy, “But you’re mated, isn’t that like being married? How could you let him make out with Dom?”
Reluctantly Dom pulled away from him, “Wait what? First, this isn’t making out Doodle and you know it; done that enough times in front of you, with nearly everyone from the set just to get your attention. Second, I’m not fucking married.”
Though the term was off Colin needed Dom to understand that Elijah wasn’t wrong, he was mated. Gently Colin dragged Dom’s attention back to him. “Dom, in here” he touched Dom’s chest, “you know that’s not true. You’re not human anymore, I sired you. You’re my cub, and you’re Jeremy’s…”
Dom finished for him, “mate…”
“Yes.” Colin could see the wheels turning as Dom started to really take things in. Colin saw the regret in Dom’s eyes and knew his cub was thinking of Elijah. Everything he had done to calm his cub was suddenly gone.
Jeremy called out, “Dom come here.”
Colin could feel the tension in Dom increase at the order then he hung his head pouting like a six-year old. His feet moving as Dom went over to sit down next to Jeremy who took Dom’s hand. Colin watched closely and noticed Dom didn’t pull away. To him it was obvious Dom’s beast had accepted his place; it was only the humanity within Dom that clung to his old life and his love to Elijah.
When his sire spoke, it was to Dom. “Don’t worry. Your Elijah saved me and then kept his promise even against your wrath, he’s not going anywhere. We’ll work it out.”
Colin couldn’t see his cub’s reaction, but when he saw his sire take hold of Elijah’s hand and bring it over for Dom to clasp as Jeremy resting his own hand over both of theirs. Colin’s mind reeled in shock at the implication and couldn’t contain the gasp that escaped. Regardless of anyone else Elijah and Dom looked from Jeremy to each other, their eyes shining bright as they broke out in wide stupid ass grins.
Feeling slightly pacified when Colin felt Dom’s happiness, he couldn’t help but be concerned for his sire that Jeremy was making a mistake. Then he heard Jeremy, his voice low under his breath meant only for Colin’s ears. “It’ll work out cub, trust me. Now go and take care of yours… no one will interfere.”
Colin closed his eyes realizing his sire was talking about Orli. Suddenly Colin felt stupid, knowing that Jeremy knew the extent of what he felt for Orli through his bond with Dom.
A moment later, Jeremy spoke louder for everyone to hear, “Help me up, I want to go inside. My back is starting to kill me; I’d definitely prefer the couch over the ground.” Working together Dom and Elijah helped Jeremy up and started toward the house.
Going up the stairs, Elijah asked, “Think he’s got anything to eat in the kitchen?”
“Food that’s brilliant, Doodle. I’m starved. Bugger should have at least a steak or two in the freezer. It’d be a good start.” The screen door closing behind them.
Colin turned in time to see Viggo, ignoring Karl’s protests as he extracted himself from Karl’s embrace after Hannah made her way over to them and stood there waiting patiently.
Viggo took hold of Sean’s hand. “Hannah needs to talk to you, so we’ll be in the kitchen; I’m not leaving Dom and Elijah to cook anything.” Though he couldn’t see their expressions; at Sean’s gasp of ‘please’ and the dramatic dip of Viggo’s tone Colin could tell Viggo made a face that didn’t compliment either hobbit’s cooking skills.
After a brief kiss to Karl’s cheek, Viggo held Sean around his waist and followed Dom and Elijah back into the house.
That left Jeff’s friends; each had shifted holding the perimeter.
Karl who stood with Hannah talking in low hush tones then Hannah jumped up. Her arms circled Karl’s neck as she kissed his cheek before she let go and ran inside, cheerfully demanding if there was anything else besides steak to eat.
While Karl made his way over to him; nodding first in Jared’s direction who stood immobile by the car then to Orli’s who had succeeded in making himself invisible when Dom lost it.
“Is that Jared standing by the car?”
Colin nodded. “Yes, he and the other one, Chad, helped us. They both saved Orli’s life.”
Karl clasped his shoulder and squeezed. “All right then. I’ll take him inside while you and Orli straighten things out.”
Colin’s fear spilled over and he gulped forcing the words out. “You don’t understand. We can’t, he and Jared bonded.”
“Don’t take everything at face value - take your sire’s advice and work it out. We’re all pack now, you don’t stand alone and that’ll never change.” As Karl left, he encouragingly patted Colin’s back then made his way over to where Jared stood before guiding Jared into the house. On the porch Jared paused, looking directly at Orli and appeared to speak to him. Orli looked up his face etched in pain but nodded. Even with his enhanced hearing Colin didn’t actually hear either of them utter a word only the screen door closing; leaving him alone with Orli.
Orli ambled over and sat down at the top step, waiting for Colin to join him.
Exhaling, Colin walked over. He remembered when they sat in the same spot earlier that day. Both times Orli surprised the hell out of him with his easy acceptance of what he was. Colin shivered as he recalled the feel of Orli’s fingers when they ran through and dug into his fur.
Jeremy his sire was the only other person who had done something similar. It was the night he had shifted for the first time. Though it was exhilarating it had also been terrifying. Jeremy stayed with him in human form for hours just to offer his comfort. His fingers easing the excessive pain of his first shift by continuously petting him until the ache started to subsided.
However when Orli petted him there was no pain only pleasure. Approaching the stairs he inhaled hoping to hide his nervousness and sat next to Orli.
Neither said a word, but Orli suddenly moved and scooted closer until they were shoulder to shoulder. Unable to stop, Colin exhaled his obvious relief at the gesture. His head cocked to the side in time to see a small gratifying smile grace Orli’s lips; Colin’s lips twitched at the corners threatening to pull into a wide grin.
Without Orli to guide him, Jared was still stumbling in the dark, physically blind. There was a part of him that wanted to call out to Orli, but he refused to act on the impulse. Orli needed time and now that they were out of any immediate danger he’d be damned if he’d add anymore stress on Orli’s shoulders.
Instead Jared stood by the car listening and taking in his surroundings by using his senses. It wasn’t until the group started to disburse that he could feel a tangible hum, one he recognized. A harmonious hum that was different but similar to the feelings he’d receive from the pride collectively. Though a newly formed the pack they already had an interlocking connection between each other. Its strength growing as it layered connecting to all of them, even branching out to Chad and himself.
Jared sensed Karl’s approach before he actually heard the man. “Jared? Evening my name’s Karl. From what I understand I owe you our thanks for saving Orlando.”
Intimidated, he could feel the man’s presence, the alpha’s raw essence was almost overpowering as he stood directly in front of Jared.
“But it wasn’t just Orli was it?”
Jared didn’t know what to say, so he decided to not say anything.
He must have given something away in his face as Karl’s voice lowered to a soothing pitch, and spoke as if he was addressing a frightened child. “Shh, it’s all right I’m not going to hurt you, and we don’t have to talk about it, not now.”
Jared didn’t miss the implication when Karl added, not now and knew he’d have to endure the alpha’s questions some point in the future. Although it was a gentle touch, Jared jerked when Karl reached out, his hand landing just below Jared’s shirt sleeve.
Karl’s voice remained calm even as his thumb swept up in a caress sending goosebumps racing across his skin. “Sorry, but we should move inside.”
Dry mouth, Jared nodded then swallowed past his nerves. “Chad is he… I need to see Chad, to know he’s okay.”
Karl moved. “Here take hold of my arm, I’ll guide you.”
Though Karl told him they needed to stop that the stairs were ahead, Jared already slowed his step instinct telling him they were by the porch. Feeling Orli’s presence heightened Jared’s awareness. Though he followed Karl’s instructions at the top of the stairs he stopped then leaned in Orli’s direction where he stood on the porch. \\Orli, I’ll be inside, I’m going to check on Chad.//
Orli didn’t respond, but Jared knew Orli could hear him. It wasn’t until he pleaded. \\Please, talk to Colin, don’t lose time you’ll regret later. Not like I did. //
This time, he got a response and heard Orli’s gasp. It wasn’t an accident; he knew Orli could feel the enormity of Jared’s grief. Regathering himself, Jared told him he’d be there if Orli needed him.
In return, Orli offered a simple, \\I will.//
Orli’s eyes narrowed on Karl as he approached with Jared. His stomach twisted with guilt and jealousy, not that it was logical, but an inner instinct was screaming at him that it was his place; he should be at Jared’s side, be the one helping him. Abruptly he felt Jared push at their connection. Jittery still feeling the sting of jealousy Orli opened his mind to greet Jared, but was silenced when he felt the connection open and was flooded with Jared’s essence. It had a calming effect. Jared dismissed his jealousy with a cooing shush before Jared told him he was just going inside to check on Chad.
Then Orli felt Jared’s grief. The feeling wasn’t new; he had felt it the moment he had connected with Jared that first time. Only then he didn’t know Jared’s anguish was grief over Jensen. Information Orli had gathered through their bond, he knew Jared had loved Jensen that he wouldn’t be bonded to Jared if Jensen hadn’t died.
Jared pushed his thoughts away and pleaded with him first to talk to Colin. \\Orli, I tried to tell you before that though our bond was an accident it doesn’t have to change things, not for you and Colin. I told him that but it’s up to you. If you love him don’t wait.//
At that moment unguarded, Jared had emitted a wave of pain that was staggering though as quickly as he felt it Jared shielded his pain bringing it back to a tempered level. \\If you need me just mentally reach out.//
Glancing over to Colin, Orli moved and sat down on the porch’s step waiting for Colin to join him.
When he did, it was easy to see Colin was just as nervous as he was. Instinct driving him, Orli moved in closer until their shoulders touched then he gave Colin a slight nudge. Colin’s gaze met his and he couldn’t stop the smile itching to break out.
“Things are pretty fucked up, huh?”
Colin opened his mouth then closed it choosing instead to nod his agreement.
“I don’t know what to say about Jared, what we did, the bond thing – what I am.”
“What do you mean what you are? You’re the same person you were yesterday, Orlando Bloom.”
Orli broke eye contact. “That’s not what I mean and you know it. You can’t tell me you weren’t listening to what Jared said…”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“How can you say that? You didn’t see Chad. It wasn’t like he was a house cat, but rather this huge cat closer to a panther.”
“I can say it because it’s true. It doesn’t matter. Orli you’ve seen my beast, watched me shift. We sat right here and you were fucking petting me. Am I really that different?”
“Yes, no… shit! I don’t know.”
“I’m not and you’re not.” Colin reached for his hand and clasped it, his thumb sweeping over the back of his hand. “You need time, if you let me I’ll be here for you.” Squeezing his hand, Colin added. “Like Jared and Dom will be.”
Though Orli returned Colin’s gesture, he silently added Chad’s name to that list; hopeful since Chad was the only one who was like him a familiar.
Colin cleared his throat, “There’s also your family and Kate. They love you.”
Orli turned and looked at Colin wondering why he’d bring up Kate. Then realized Colin like everyone else thought he was still with Kate. “Your right they do. Kate was here you know. She was the one that told me you were here…”
Orli felt Colin start to pull his hand away. Gripping harder, Orli stopped him. “Don’t. You were right Kate does love me and I love her, but we’re only friends. Truth is we broke up months ago we just haven’t told anyone. I had planned on telling the guys this weekend.” Orli shrugged.
Colin clasped his hand harder offering his support. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. She’s better off without me. Even met a great bloke Jay, they’re engaged. Thing is she knew before I did the depth of my feelings for Dom.” Orli paused then nervously asked, “I still love him… Does that bother you?”
“It should, but oddly it doesn’t.”
“And Jared?”
“He warned me. Told me that he’s a part of you now like I’m a part of Dom. Then busted my balls that I shouldn’t let that stop us – he was right, right?”
“Yeah, I think so. I should be running scare out of my mind by what I feel for you, but I can’t. Not when it feels so right against the insanity of everything else. Regardless of the bond with Jared, I know I’d only be a half of a person without you.”
“So this thing between us, we’ll make it work? There’ll be an us?”
Orli bit his lip to keep from smiling. On one hand he hated seeing Colin’s emotions so palpable: a nervous fear that Orli would reject him. However the other side of the coin, he did enjoy having Colin off balance. The man was usually so cock sure of himself, a natural swagger of arrogance that fit with his beast.
Drawing Colin closer, until they were only separated by the thinnest space of air that Colin greedily swallowed as he spoke. “There’s definitely an us.” Closing the space, their lips touched. Orli felt Colin tremble and regretted he had teased the man. Moving he took his fill and tasted the man. Turning fully he deepened the kiss devouring Colin erasing any of the man’s fear that he wasn’t wanted.
Karl had guided him through the house to the hallway where Jared waved the alpha off however Karl didn’t move, but Jared felt the man’s breath brush over his ear. “I trust Colin’s word and instincts, but the fact is I don’t know you and you don’t know me. So trust me when I say: if you hurt or attack anyone under this roof you won’t live long enough to regret it.”
Jared did. It wasn’t just a promised threat, but the timber in Karl’s voice; he spoke like it was a coveted vow and it sent shivers down Jared’s back.
Jared jerked, startled when he heard another voice. “I’d say his bark is worse than his bite, but it wouldn’t be true. The lad keeps his promises.”
Distressed over Chad, he hadn’t sensed the mage’s signature it at first, but now standing in front of him Jared knew the Scottish inflection belonged to Billy, the mage. Through Orli Jared had surveyed everyone in the house before when Lahela had forced him to attack.
Obviously pleased by Billy’s comment Karl’s growled his assent, but Jared was more concerned with Karl’s question. “The boy?”
Somber Billy answered. “He’s healing, but slowly. Jeff had already exhausted a great deal of magic healing Jeremy and Colin previously. Though the boy was mortally wounded and Jeff brought him back – so many of his wounds were older.”
Jared felt their eyes on him when Billy stated. “The lad was viciously tortured. Injuries left untended festered, several were infected. How far Jeff’s magic was able to go… I don’t think he knows, but there was a great deal of damage.”
With each word Jared deflated until he started to sway. Someone reached out and steadied him, but he brushed them off. His voice almost shrill in his haste to go to Chad, but someone stopped him. “Please, I need to see him…”
Jared knew Billy and Karl were talking in hushed tones, but their voices were lost in a haze of worry and he didn’t register anything they said.
It was Karl who had been holding him then finally let go after he turned Jared in the direction he needed to go. “Last door on your left.”
Jared barely nodded his thanks and started walking. He reached out and used the wall to make his way down the hall. His heart accelerated when his fingers touched the door jam and felt the door was left wide open. Standing in the doorway, he stared blindly into the room. He was about to go in but was stopped when he felt a presence facing him even before he heard Jeff’s order. “No!”
“You don’t get to come in.”
“Please, he’s my best friend the only one I have left.”
Jeff reached out, grabbing his neck in a bruising grip as he heatedly answered. “I don’t care what he was to you. He’s mine now to protect. You made sure of that. I don’t trust you. And until Chad wakes and actually asks for you, this room is off limits to you.”
Jared couldn’t swallow the whimper of pain from Jeff’s grip. As quickly as the sound escaped Jeff let go almost pushing him away.
His heart resounded loudly in his chest, still Jared heard when Jeff walked away surprised when the alpha kept the bedroom door open.
Dazed Jared stepped back and slumped against the wall in the hall staring directly into the room. Slowly he descended until he was sitting there tears trailing down his face.
Jared wasn’t sure how long before the aroma of steak hit his senses at the same time he heard laughter filter throughout the house. He could easily hear the others in the kitchen. Though Jared only smiled when he heard the front door open and felt Orli’s presence. Jared could feel the extent of Orli’s happiness and it had everything to do with Colin at his side.
He knew Orli would reach out to him if nothing else just to find out how Chad was. Determined to hide what had expired between him and Jeff; Jared decided to open their connection first.
Orli immediately responded and predictably asked about Chad. Jared kept it light and reported the truth that Chad was going to be fine in time that he was healing because of Jeff’s magic. That he was going to stay and watch over him.
Jared could feel the tangible emotion of Orli’s relief even as he leaned into Colin who wrapped an arm around his waist easily offering his support.
\\So, you’re going to make it work?//
In response Orli let his actions be his answer and turned into Colin’s embrace to kiss Colin; leaving Jared no doubt that they were going to work it out.
Reluctantly they pulled apart when Dom interrupted with an exaggerated sigh and proclaimed. “About bloody time.”
Colin leveled at stare at Dom. “Cub, don’t be a wanker.”
Dom ignored the charge. “If you two want to eat come next round you better get your asses in here before all of the steaks are claimed and you end up with a hamburger or worse tofu. And why the fuck, do you have tufu?”
Weakly Orli protested, “I like tofu.”
Snickering Dom replied. “Figures.” Then he threw something at Colin. It turned out to be material, a pair of sweats.
Colin shrugged and put them on as he asked. “Why round two? Smells like they’re just about ready.”
“Yeah, but we’re not fighting Krycek. He came in and claimed the first round for him and his buddies.”
Orli asked. “Who?”
Before Dom could answer, Elijah called out for Dom. Dom turned, waving for them to follow.
Jared stayed connected to Orli and took in the domestic scene before him. The first thing that came to mind was how crowded it was. Most sat around the kitchen block watching Viggo cook. The man seemed like he was in his element with several pans on the stove, the broiler door open as he took off several steaks and placed them on a large platter before handing it off to one of the strangers, who answered. “Thanks man. This will do.”
Like Orli, Jared had no idea who he was, but both strangers stood out. Not only because they didn’t know or recognize them but they were the only one’s still naked. Both were vastly different. The one holding the platter was short not only to Jared’s height, but a few inches shorter than Orli. With a full head of short dark red hair, that looked thick and wavy offset by long lashes framing blue eyes that twinkled in mischief. Behind him stood a taller man with piercing green eyes, who held another tray with a tall pitcher and a column of several plastic tumblers. Though it shouldn’t have been daunting to see someone standing there naked in a kitchen holding a tray – this particular man had an aura that was imposing.
It was Jeremy that picked up on the subtly of Colin’s curiosity and introduced the men to them. “Colin, Orli, I’d like you to meet Seth Green” Jeremy tipped his head indicting the shorter man first then the taller one, “and Nick Lea, they’re Jeff’s friends. Outside holding the perimeter is Eric Balfour, Jason Statham who returned with you and Ivan Sergie.”
Orli blurted out. “Then who’s Krycek?”
The man in question grimaced, “A fictional character.”
Gushing Dom quickly offered. “Yeah but it was fucking XFiles, classic TV, outstanding villain that you played brilliantly.” It brought a smile to the man’s face and suddenly he no longer appeared as threatening. “Thanks. We’re going to be outside.” With that he walked back outside the shorter man following.
Abruptly Colin cursed, “Holy fuck?” and walked over to exam the crude make shift door that had been created during the attack.
“And get this other dude played Oz, the werewolf, on Buffy. How great is that, a werewolf playing a werewolf?”
Orli went over to Colin clasping his hand even as he poked his head through the large hole to see three men huddled over an improvised table dividing up the steak. The other two, like Orli, Jared could only see their shadows and realized they had stayed in their werewolf form to continue guarding.
Colin pulled Orli back inside and wrapped his arms around him gazing into Orli’s eyes as if no one else was there.
Of course that could have had something to do with Karl, the example of public intimacy he was setting with Sean. Karl had the man trapped against the counter, slowly intimately nuzzling his neck, mumbling something about retaliation for making them put on pants.
Orli and Colin turned their heads, picking up what Karl said, but it was Colin who snickered. Jared could feel the elation of Orli’s heart as he went back to gazing into Colin’s eyes.
Suddenly Jared was thrown off as Colin started to look at Orli differently. Belatedly suspecting that Colin’s aware that he’s there and seeing through Orli’s eyes. As if to confirm his suspicion Colin winks at him. At that moment Jared knows that Colin was speaking to him and not Orli. “Followed your advice and we’re going to be okay. Orli’s worth it – and more.”
Colin leaned in and openly nuzzled Orli’s neck until Orli sighed in pleasure.
Like Dom no one seemed surprised with their interaction, or even that it was in the kitchen. Although Orli was thoroughly engaged in what Colin was doing Jared felt like he was intruding. Not just by what Orli and Colin were doing, but the atmosphere of the entire room - they’re a pack, connected to each other.
Though it’s unnecessary Jared mentally pushes Orli further into Colin’s embrace and quietly breaks their connection.
Back in the hallway, Jared wipes at his eyes only to realize his vision is slowly coming back. Though it’s blurry, he can see Chad’s still form with Jeff sitting next to him in a chair at his bedside. Jeff’s body is slumped over, but Jared didn’t have to see to know that the alpha was focused on Chad’s every breath waiting for him to stir awake.
Antics from the kitchen reach his ears. He wants to block it out, but he can’t deny it as it fills his heart with joy for Orli and the others to know that they’re pack – but at the same time it also reminds him of what he’s lost.
Jared knew because of Orli’s connection with Colin he’d always be part of their pack, but the memory of Colin’s words struck out at him: ‘who do you have?’
Jared’s eyes watered as the pain surfaced and he remembered. The truth was Jared only ever wanted one man and he had him, Jensen. There was no one, not Chad or Orli – no one could ever fill the vacated space Jensen left in his heart.
Next, epilogue~