by Alexis Davie
He looked like he might puke. “Wow, Cara. If you didn’t ever want to have sex with me again, there are other ways to say it.”
“Stop! That wasn’t it!” She cupped her hands over her mouth. “I’m so sorry!”
“I forgive you,” he managed. “You didn’t mean to. If you’re trying to get rid of me, you’re going to need to try harder than that. But that’s not an invitation to go in for another shot.”
He looked at her and bared his fangs in a pained smile.
“I think I’ve taught you everything I can. Just carry a gun or something.”
Eddy and Adrianna came back up, smiling until they saw Reuben.
“What happened to you?” Adrianna said. “You guys try to get it on while we were getting a phone? Really?”
“It’s nothing,” Reuben groaned. “She didn’t mean to. Did you at least call the pack?”
“They’re on the way.”
7
Reuben was still grimacing from the pain. Adrianna decided to make it as awkward as possible by dropping inappropriate jokes until Reuben gave her the evil eye.
“Hey, the jokes were funny,” she argued. “No need to be all childish about it.”
“If you make one more joke,” Reuben warned, “I’ll let the pack eat you.”
“Whoa, big guy. Easy.”
“I’m not kidding.”
Cara felt the compulsive need to apologize once again. “I’m still so sorry.”
He brought her in for a hug. He was seated so it wasn’t a full-on hug, but she felt butterflies in her stomach even touching him like that. He was so clearly dominant and so strong. If he wanted, he could throw her down and rip her clothes off right there. The thought excited her. But there was another side to Reuben – a much gentler side. She felt like she could trust him to never hurt her, no matter what happened. He would protect her and be with her, shield her in her darkest hour, and laugh with her in her lightest moment. That gentle, yet powerful man was her soulmate.
Reuben could have had any woman he wanted. Based on what Adrianna kept alluding to, he had experimented with many of them, yet he’d chosen Cara. He’d chosen her to be his mate.
And she could not have been happier with that.
Some big, black vans with metal bumpers and off-road tires suddenly pulled up. The looked like the government, but they had little flags off the mirrors like a foreign nation’s ambassadors. Nobody got out. They just sat there, waiting for Reuben to come to them.
“That’s them?” Cara asked.
Reuben looked like he was about to start sweating. “That’s them.”
He stood up. The hair on his forearms was standing up from the cold. His tanned skin was littered in goosebumps.
“All right. You guys ready?” He paused and demanded, “Don’t say anything. Let me do the talking. They can be particular.”
“And what about the rest of us?” Adrianna said. “I mean, sure, since you’re banging Cara they won’t hurt her, but I’m not on the protected list.”
“That’s not how it works and you know it,” Reuben snapped. “And you’re with me. They won’t do anything to you. Eddy will help keep you safe.”
“I have to hope magic-boy over here is in good enough favor with them to keep me alive?” Adrianna growled.
“You have forgotten that I am Reuben’s godfather. I am like family,” Eddy argued as they made their way towards the car.
As she got closer to the car, Cara felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach. The windows were so shaded that she couldn’t see anyone inside, but they were there. More people like Reuben. Reuben looked extremely uncomfortable as he strode across the dirt road. He kept tapping his finger in a wild pattern across his thigh. He reached out for Cara’s hand and took it. Together, holding hands, they reached the car. Eddy and Adrianna were not far behind.
Someone inside opened the door. Reuben put his foot on the foot stand of the van and stepped inside.
Cara followed behind.
The inside of the van was strangely lit for the dark windows. Looking at the van from outside, it would appear that the inside was also dimly lit. Not so.
There was only one man inside, one that looked quite a bit like Reuben. The man was tall and handsome, with a chiseled and serious face. He looked like a man that had endured years of hardship and rough decisions. He was growing a grisly beard and his face was riddled with scars.
He was wearing a custom Italian suit across his muscular frame. He leaned back silently, staring at his son and his mate. Eddy and Adrianna got into the other car, leaving Cara and Reuben sitting with Reuben’s father.
“Hey, Dad,” Reuben said.
His eyes were locked straight at his father’s chest. He was desperately avoiding eye contact. Cara felt like they were visiting the principal back in high school, not that she was sitting next to a dangerous mercenary.
“Son.”
Cara had thought Reuben’s voice was deep. His father blew his away. It was so low that it was almost hard to hear.
“Is this your mate?”
“It is.”
Reassuringly, Reuben laid a hand on Cara’s knee.
Reuben’s father looked straight at Cara, looking her up and down silently. It was strange. He was looking at her, sure, but not like most guys. He appeared to be looking straight through her, like he was judging her soul instead of her body. It was a nice change, but it was still disconcerting. She shifted uncomfortably. Unlike Reuben’s orange-gold eyes, Reuben’s father had bright, cobalt blue eyes that were both breathtaking and intimidating.
After about thirty seconds of uncomfortable studying, his father spoke.
“Why have you chosen her?”
“She’s my mate,” Reuben replied. “You know that we can’t help who choose. But, even if I could, I would choose her.”
The ice blue eyes shifted to him before looking back at her.
“What makes you so certain? She’s a human. There are many more that could make a more physically capable mate.”
“She’s mine,” Reuben said, this time with a more stern tone to his voice. “I’ve made my choice.”
The man looked straight at Reuben.
“Son.”
Reuben met his eyes.
“Dad.”
The man’s eyes were shimmering with a clear liquid. To Cara’s shock, he didn’t look like a scary werewolf. For one moment, his intimidating demeanor cracked to show a father that was just happy to see his son return after years apart. He spread his arms with tears quietly rolling down his granite-like cheeks. Reuben looked stunned, but he went in for the hug.
Reuben’s father clapped his son on the back with a powerful hand.
“It’s good to have you back, son.”
“Good to be back,” muttered Reuben, his voice cracking.
His father directed his focus to Cara.
“Welcome to the pack, human.”
He embraced Cara and asked, “What’s your name?”
“Cara.” Her voice sounded puny after listening to his for so long. “Cara Stone.”
“You may call me Duke,” Reuben’s father said. He broke into a deep laugh and clapped Reuben on the shoulder. “Good choice. I like her.”
Cara felt her anxiety wash away. Duke was surprisingly inviting towards Cara. In that moment, she felt like she’d been part of the pack her entire life. He asked her about herself, but the strange thing was that he asked exactly nothing about her past. The few times she’d met her boyfriend’s parents, they’d asked all about her past and things she liked. Did she play sports in high school? Did she have any brothers or sisters? What was her favorite food?
Duke didn’t care about any of that. He asked her a very difficult question – one she didn’t expect.
“Who are you?”
“You mean like…” She paused. “What do you mean?”
“Who are you?” he repeated, focusing his eyes on her. “Tell me about your soul.”
“Oh. Uh, nice
, I guess. I always try to do the right thing.”
‘Ugh. Nice? Really? That’s your best answer?’
Duke seemed amused by her response. “Okay. Nice. That’s a good quality.” He roughed up his son’s hair. “I’m just happy to see my heir back.”
“I thought you’d be angry with me,” Reuben finally revealed. “I was sure that you would never let me back in. I just don’t understand.”
“You’re young and stupid.” Duke didn’t seem bothered by his son’s emotional outburst. “You didn’t know any better. I did the same thing to my father before I took the throne.”
Reuben hesitated, obviously confused.
“Really?”
“Really. It took me fifteen years to figure it out and go back to my own father. I was ready to wait another few years before I came after you, but I was never going to let you go. You’re my son. You’ll always be welcome in my home.” He took a more serious, almost protective, tone. “So who’s after you and Cara?”
“Ezekiel put a bounty up on us the day after we first met. Adrianna was the first to show up.”
“I thought I saw her with you. I’ve never liked that woman. Do we need to kill her?”
“No! No, don’t kill her. She promised she’s on our side. I offered her a fourth of Ezekiel’s treasury if we won. I mean, now that I have you to help me I don’t need her, but I’m not going back on a deal like that.”
“An interesting bargain. Not a wise one when the pack was so close. The pack defends itself.”
“I know.” Reuben looked down. “I was stupid.”
“You’re learning.”
It was striking to see Reuben and Duke together. Duke was clearly Reuben’s father. He shared the same features and even the same mannerisms. Reuben had this funny little thing he did every time he was uncomfortable: he’d mess with his ear for some reason. Just tickle it a little with his fingers. Duke did the same thing.
The van finally came to a stop. Cara didn’t want to leave the van; she wanted to stay and get to know Duke better, but that changed when she saw where they were going. It was a huge, old manor with towering marble columns and magnificent glass windows that reflected the sunlight with such intensity that the building almost looked like it was on fire. There were dozens of expensive cars parked in a loop in front of the house with a carefully manicured garden looping all the way around the house into an expansive, wild country behind it.
Cara whispered, “It’s beautiful.”
“Welcome to my home,” Reuben replied, helping her out of the car and putting his hand on her lower back as he led her across the stone driveway.
Duke went ahead of them to talk to the armed guards outside that were wearing stoic expressions and sunglasses.
“Impressed?” asked Reuben.
“You could say that!”
Cara marveled at the monumental building. It looked like the kind of place that didn’t exist in the real world, but was instead on some billionaire dating show.
“This belongs to the pack?”
“Well, it belongs to my family,” he told her. “Other families in the pack have places like this across this mountain. Well, this one is admittedly the best, but the other ones are close.”
His hand descended further down her back onto her butt. She felt a tingle start where his fingers were gently running across her body. She batted his hand away. She hated herself for doing it.
“Not here, Reuben. This isn’t a good time.”
“It’s always a good time,” he replied with his deep, powerful voice. “You’re so beautiful. I love you, Cara.”
Reuben grabbed her hand and pulled her behind some tall bushes, shielding them from the guards and the other people in the driveway. Reuben placed his mouth on hers as she welcomed his advances. She took in his scent as he moved his lips onto her neck. His lips were smooth and inviting, and his hot breath warmed up her cold skin. She wanted nothing more than to allow him to take her right then. It took all her willpower to pull away.
“Just hold on,” she pleaded. “I love you so much, but we can’t here. You have no idea how much I want to do this, but let’s get inside.”
“Your wish is my command, dearest…”
They rushed into the huge manor. Reuben moved with memory – up a spiraling staircase and into a huge bedroom.
Their faces were inches apart. Ever so gently, Reuben placed his hand on her hip and slowly moved it up across her skin. He gently directed her to the four-post, canopied bed and laid her on her back, as she relaxed on the soft sheets. Reuben stood before her and removed his shirt to show his muscular torso. Cara slid off her hoodie and unbuttoned her pants as Reuben slowly slid them off of her legs.
“No panties?” Reuben asked with a sly smile.
“Are you complaining?”
“Definitely not.”
Not wasting any time, Reuben removed his shirt and pants before joining her on the bed, pinning her while looking passionately into her eyes.
She curled her leg around his back as he grabbed her thigh passionately before stroking her skin sensuously, ushering in a wave of chills that spread across her entire body.
He kissed her shoulders, moving towards her chest and between her breasts. He was toying with her. Slowly, he removed her bra. Cara couldn’t hold back a pleasurable shudder as his tongue circled her nipples.
Their gaze met for one precious moment as he grinded up against her, prompting a pleasure-induced sigh. Reuben reached down and worshipped the center of her femininity, inflaming her passions. She moaned, shuddering and grabbing the sheets.
Cara slid a hand around his manhood, stroking his erection playfully. He let out a gasping moan as she stroked his increasingly long rod. She led him off the bed. Reuben seemed surprised, but impressed by her willingness to take control.
Reuben pressed her back up against the wall and lifted her with one powerful movement. He looked her in the eyes and gave her a bold smile. He penetrated her, filling her completely. Cara moved her hips back and forth, kissing him across his broad chest. Her nails dug into his back, creating long scratches as they both climaxed.
She felt his muscles relax. He gently let her to the ground, still kissing across her breasts. She felt a shudder of unexplainable joy pulse through her body. They made their way back to the bed to lie down, intertwined, and bask in the gratification they both felt.
“How is it possible that each time gets better?” Reuben asked, tickling her cheek with his index finger.
Goosebumps formed all across her skin. “I’ve been waiting to get you alone for quite some time,” she breathed. “Thanks for taking the initiative.”
He gave her a playful wink.
“Always, babe, always.”
She snuggled up against him.
“I like your house. And your father seems like a nice man.”
“That’s the first thing you thought of? I mean, we just made love here and you—”
“Oh, just shut up,” she said before kissing him on the lips.
8
After a few minutes of lying in the magnificent bed, Cara asked Reuben where she could shower.
“You don’t want to see the rest of the pack?” Reuben had his arms up around his head in a relaxed position. “I know they’re eager to see you. And you still have to meet my mother.”
“I’d like to shower.”
He laughed.
“Okay, okay.” He raised a hand and pointed at a door in the bedroom. “Right there. There will be a clean robe inside.”
Cara had grown up with a modest family. They didn’t blow anyone away with their wealth, but they’d tried to put Cara through college as best as they could. It was hard sometimes. When they’d passed away, Cara had rented a small apartment she could afford, which wasn’t much. To see the inside of a house like Reuben’s was surreal. Everywhere she looked took her breath away, from centuries old oak dressers to golden-laced metalwork for decoration. She felt like she’d stepped out of her time a
nd walked into the Victorian era.
Even the shower was absolutely stunning. Cara had always been rather fond of the shower back at her apartment. It was slightly cramped, sure, but it had a nice modern overlay to it. Reuben’s house was not like that. It wasn’t modern or cramped. Instead, everything she saw was made of marble, from the floors to the spacious shower.
For the first time since she could remember, she didn’t have any trouble trying to get the shower to work. It made sense. It worked. It didn’t go from scalding hot to freezing cold. Almost like it was trying to help her, it immediately settled on the perfect temperature.
Cara was impressed.
She’d known that Adrianna had been casting her dirty glances. She knew the assassin was jealous of her, but Cara had thought it was because she had Reuben. She had no idea he came from such power and wealth. And apparently, this home was only a fraction of what the pack owned all across the mountain. Her mind was blown. Absolutely blown.
As she sat in the shower with the warm beads of water rolling down her soft skin, she wasn’t sure that going after Ezekiel was the best plan anymore. Reuben had an army. Well, his dad did, but Duke had made it clear that no vampire would harm any member of the pack and get away with it. Maybe they were safe holed up in the manor.
But was that really a way to live?
Eventually, Cara would find every little nook in the house. Eventually, it would lose the majesty and she’d want to explore the world with Reuben. There were so many things she still wanted to see. Were they safe hidden up in the manor with hundreds of werewolf guards? Absolutely. Even the small number of them that she had seen looked like they could handle themselves and more, and there was apparently a small army of them positioned all across the mountain. But Cara couldn’t make herself accept that she might stay there until she grew old, never taking the plunge, and never tasting life’s sweet fruits.
No, that made no sense. They’d have to take down the bounty so they wouldn’t be afraid of being attacked at every turn. If she went to the store, she didn’t want to have to wonder if the cashier would try to shoot her to collect the bounty. She didn’t want to have to worry about random strangers trying to do anything with either her or Reuben. And based off what Reuben had told her, and what she herself had seen, Ezekiel wasn’t the kind to back down. He was on a rampage. He’d devoted a huge portion of money for the bounty, and Cara wouldn’t be shocked if he put his whole life into taking them down for a mistake that happened so long ago.
