BirthSign (La Patron, The Alpha's Alpha)

by Addae, Sydney

  "I figured the two of you scratched an itch if you worked jobs together, the adrenaline rush would've been too hard to resist," she had said with a huge grin, surprising him.

  Her views on mates had also taken him by surprise. Being friends with his woman had never been important to him. The ability to sense her moods and want to make her happy shocked him. Her enthusiasm for her craft touched him and he agreed to picturesque vacations in remote areas around the world. She sat on his lap and showed her appreciation. All thoughts, except one, left his mind. After opening his flap, she slid her thong to the side. She eased down on him, wet and tight and all his. She rode him like a seasoned cowgirl taking him on one hell of a ride. This morning his ass was sore from brushing against the tree bark, but damned if it wasn't worth it.

  The sex last night had been loud and rushed and eased the gnawing in his gut. Now the intense hunger was back worse than before. He bit his lip to keep from clawing Angus for being too close to his mate.

  "How much longer," he growled.

  Angus stepped back without looking at him. "Another five minutes, I will call you when I'm almost done. You can place it on her, but I will need to touch the bracelet, to activate it. Will you need Asia to hold you while I do that?"

  Tyrese stretched his neck to ease the tension. Danielle touched his arm and the remaining tension ebbed through the place of contact. "I should be okay; this is all new so I can't say. Best to have her nearby just in case." He ran his fingertips down his mate’s arm, pleased with the goosebumps that followed.

  Angus nodded.

  "Asia, we'll need you in a minute,” Tyrese said, looking around the small clearing.

  "I'm busy with Brix and Leon. Get over yourself and let Angus do his job. We don't have time for mating theatrics, too much heat on our ass. I want us out of here in less than five."

  Danielle grinned and pointed at him. "You should see your face."

  He cleared the frown Asia's words caused and tried to look more neutral. But her matter-of-fact words hit the mark, and bruised his pride. He would control his wolf or Angus would hand his ass to him, which would cause a delay. He rubbed the back of his neck, aggravated over this mating business.

  "Ready," Angus said, handing Tyrese the bracelet.

  Tyrese snapped it around Danielle's small wrist; it took everything within him not to pull her arm to his lips for a kiss.

  “Get her a new face, so we can leave,” Asia snapped. Angus changed into some large male with a mohawk and bad skin. Tyrese glared at Angus’ choice.

  “Wow,” Danielle said, staring wide-eyed. “That's... that's some talent.”

  Angus nodded. “I have yours set to copy only. Touch my arm and think copy.” He glanced at Tyrese while Danielle touched him. The next moment she looked like Angus but she smelled like Danielle which pleased his wolf. Angus flowed back into his previous skin and stepped to the side. “Walk and run naturally, the body will conform, but you will have its strength and endurance. Let me know if you have any problems.”

  She spun around, did a few jumps, spins and kicks, laughing like a kid with a new toy. He caught Asia's look and took his mate's hand.

  “It's time to go.”

  Danielle nodded. “I'm ready, sweet cakes.” She laughed at his frown. He didn’t like hearing such a deep voice coming from her. Anyone seeing their group would see six hard and rough looking men, that knowledge eased his frustration at not being able to touch her soft skin or taste her sweet lips.

  Asia turned and moved forward, they used the same formation as before, Angus behind Asia, with him and Danielle in the middle, Brix and Leon bringing up the rear. Sweat ran from his forehead to his chest as they moved non-stop at a brutal pace through the thick foliage. His mate cursed constantly under her breath at the huge bugs and low branches that were in cahoots with each other to slow them down.

  Angus lifted his fist. Tyrese stopped and lifted his fist for those behind him. Inhaling, he smelled the full-bloods. There were at least ten of them. Asia was talking to one of them.

  “We're on our way out of the region.”

  “You're on pack land without permission, you know what that means? Or has your La Patron coddled his wolves to the point they have forgotten what it means to be a full-blood?” The male sneered and Tyrese knew he’d pay for that remark with his life. No wolf allowed another to insult his Alpha.

  “No. We are aware of what it means to be on pack lands, but we are just cutting through to catch our ride. I promised La Patron I wouldn't leave a trail of dead full-bloods littering the area, however, he did tell me to protect myself. If you want to see the sunset this day, you'd better back the fuck up and let us pass. I am in a hurry and don't have time to be fucking polite.”

  Tyrese closed his eyes and unclenched his fist. They really were going to do this old-school. Asia and Angus could take out those ten with no problem, but he wanted to unleash his beast to play. He glanced at his mate and knew he wouldn’t leave her side unless it was critical for her safety. “Let's make sure those are the only ones and we aren't walking into an ambush.” He sent the message to Leon through their link. They spread out even though he didn't pick any additional smells or heartbeats.

  The sound of breaking bones and loud screams told their own story. Asia was not taking prisoners. Danielle had stepped closer and watched the fight, well, more like a slaughter of the full-bloods. He moved to stand beside her and watched Asia literally leap from one wolf to the other, her fist going through bone and gristle in one blow. Angus stood to the side looking just as stunned as Tyrese felt. Asia had gotten much better since her rebirth.

  It seemed the fight was over in a matter of minutes. The ground was littered with broken bodies of human men. The last wolf fell to the ground, his head twisted at an impossible angle. Asia shook her head and held out her arm. He watched as flesh re-knitted over the metal in her arm. Her eyes glowed. Growling sounds rolled out her mouth. She looked at them, threw the other arm up and waved them forward. Danielle stepped over the bodies and followed a silent Angus, who followed Asia.

  “She is a bad ass,” his mate said, her awe coming through their link.

  “Oh yeah. She’s the best. There was a time when I thought we might tie in a fight, but I don't think that would happen now. She's stronger, faster than before.”

  “Before?”

  “Yeah.” He decided to cut the conversation short. Knowing what was beneath those baggy pants had his dick hard and he needed to refocus on the mission before Asia lit into him.

  “I'm glad you're man enough to admit that she can beat you, a lot of men wouldn't. It makes me think better of you. I'll have to think of a way to reward you.”

  He stumbled and caught himself before hitting the ground. “Danielle, don't say things like that. Not in the middle of a life and death situation. Not when I wanna be so deep into you we'll look like one. Not when this mating thing is kicking my ass. Don't do that to me or my wolf, we both need you.”

  She laughed. “Okay. But I know a big strong wolf like yourself can handle it.”

  He didn't laugh. “No. Seriously, I can't.

  She looked over her shoulder at him and ran into a tree. He caught her before she hit the ground. Angus stopped and walked back to where he held his mate.

  “Is she okay?”

  “Dani, you okay?”

  She swung her fist at him with one hand while holding the side of her face with the other. “Damn it, don't call me that.”

  He ducked and looked at Angus. “She's okay.” He pulled her up and kept an arm around her waist.

  Angus nodded and gave him a canteen. He put the top next to her lips. “Drink, you should be thirsty by now.”

  She drank and then pushed him away. Standing, she brushed off her pants and walked off in the direction Angus took a few moments before. Tyrese placed the canteen across his shoulder and took off behind her. An hour later Asia stopped and made a running leap into a high branch. Seconds later she disappeared. />
  Danielle leaned against a tree and slid down, taking large gulps of air. Her head fell to her knees. Tyrese' libido hadn't diminished since they'd entered the forest. He wasn't sure if it was the merciless heat or the newness of the mating, but he needed to touch her. His body vibrated with the need to be inside her. The timing sucked, but tiny pinpricks crept all over his arms and legs as he watched her chest rise and fall. He didn’t know how he would make it another hour without plunging deep inside her.

  Leon walked behind him and gave him a bag containing fruits and jerky. He nodded his thanks, but couldn't turn away from his mate, everything about her called to him. He cleared his throat wanting to see her eyes.

  Danielle looked up at him. The scarred, rough face, the mohawk and masculine build slowed his runaway thoughts. He had never been attracted to men before. His wolf whined. She met his gaze with a saucy wink, her scent hit his nostrils and the way she looked no longer mattered. His wolf recognized her beneath the chameleon and wanted to mate.

  He held the fruit out to her. She took it without touching his fingers. “This is hard,” She whispered. “And I'm not talking about the inhumane pace Asia has us doing. I'm talking about this hungry craving for you in my stomach that won't go away. I had no idea mating was like this.”

  “No. This is what happens when your mating is denied or you get bits and pieces of it without completing the mating cycle. That's why my thoughts are all over the place and I’m being pulled in different directions. I need to get you out of here safely, but I want to throw you on the ground and fuck you until you can't walk, which is counterproductive.”

  She nodded and ate her meal. “I feel your need through our link, my wolf wants to answer your beast but it's not safe. My mind knows that. But my body... she has completely kicked my rational side to the curb and wants everything you want to give me and more.”

  He groaned as mental images of him taking her hard and fast did flips and tumbles in his mind. They were not going to make it, not at this rate. He stepped closer; his wolf demanded he take what was theirs. He saw the answer in her eyes. They would try to be quick but... he needed her as much as he needed his next heartbeat.

  Asia dropped in between them, causing him to jump back. Danielle’s eyes darkened. She growled low and hard. Tyrese stepped around Asia and put his palm on his mate’s shoulder. Angus and the others walked closer.

  “You should know that Mistress is not happy about this situation. If we are not on a plane in ten hours, she is coming…to rescue us,” Asia said in a tense voice surprising them.

  “Oh shit,” Leon said. Brix and Danielle looked confused.

  She met each of their gazes as she spoke. Her eyes clearly said she would kick their asses without a second thought rather than disappoint his mom. “Now the idea that Mistress would come to complete my mission makes me feel like a failure... that we have all failed. Instead of enjoying her mating ceremony, she will leave that once in a lifetime event and travel across the world to handle this situation if we are not on a plane.” Her tone dropped to a menacing growl.

  She paused, closed her eyes, which were glowing. Her voice changed, this time there was an element of fear. “I don't know about you, but that is not something I want to happen... not on my watch. Because you know she won't be coming alone.”

  “No, he would never allow her to travel here down by herself, especially with all the bullshit going down. Which creates a power vacuum in the states, and hard core security measures for the pups,” Tyrese said, his heart plummeting. His mom would do it with or without Silas' permission.

  “How far to the pickup point?” Angus asked, looking around the high trees and then back at them.

  “Another few miles, but Lyrill has guard points stationed between us and the location. I did not see or sense any other full-bloods or soldiers. But they could drop in.” Asia shrugged. “Not that it matters, we will be on a plane headed stateside within ten hours.... which brings me to you.” She pointed at Tyrese and then Danielle. “And you. There is a small hut near here. If we give you an hour, and now you understand how precious our time is, can you get those pheromones down a bit? Brix and Leon haven't been mated that long but they have to fall back further and further to keep from ripping into each other because of the scents you two are throwing off.” She eyed Angus, who shrugged. “I even caught him looking at my ass with a I-want-some-of-that grin. Not happening by the way.”

  Angus looked her over and then winked.

  Tyrese' heart raced at the news. He took his mate's hand, eager to get to the hut. The only words that mattered was they had an hour to burn some of the mating heat riding them. His dick hurt so bad he could barely think straight, he would agree to anything right now. “Yes... yes, that should take the edge off for a few hours. Thanks... where's the hut? This way?” His hand squeezed hers and he took off to the right.

  “No... it's in the opposite direction. Keep running straight through those bushes and you'll see it. And Rese... no more letting up til we are on the plane. Mistress agreed this was the best action.”

  Heat rose to his cheek at the idea of his mom discussing his sex life. And then his mate's arousal hit him in the stomach and everything else blurred. They ran in the direction Asia said until they came upon a small dwelling with overgrown vines. Inhaling, he sensed no threat or occupants and stepped inside the low ceiling building. Asia had been here. He prayed she did more than checked it from a security angle, this was not the time to be surprised by snakes or scorpions.

  Danielle jumped on him, pushing him to the bed. The fragile sticks crashed to the ground, they didn't stop. Her hands were all over him. Calloused fingertips and hairy, rough skin on her legs breached his thoughts.

  “Can you change back into yourself while we do this? Just think about you and how you look.”

  She met his stare with a saucy one of her own. A few seconds the weight on top of him lessened, her skin softened and her limbs shortened.

  “Mmmm,” he moaned into her mouth as she kissed him all over his face while tugging his pants down. Once freed, his cock slapped his stomach in relief. His wolf howled in approval. He pulled down her pants inhaling her unique smell and lifted her up briefly. Her eyes glowed. Her wolf peeked out at him through her eyes. She grabbed his dick, lining them up and they came together in one deep thrust. The more she gave, the more he wanted... no needed. Strong thighs pressed into his side. Initially, he controlled the pace until she knocked his hands away from her waist, placed her palms on his chest and rode him like she tamed the wild west. Not that he was complaining, her wet, tight sheath had been custom made for him; he let her take him any way she chose. She screamed her release pulling him with her.

  Everything in him tingled. He’d barely caught his breath from cresting with her when she bounced up and down on him. He glanced at her, read the need in her eyes and flipped her on her back. This time he wanted to drive.

  The tap on the door came too soon, but his beast was sated, for now. They had been having sex since they stepped inside the hut. He had been insatiable for her. How long did this go on, he wondered. What constituted a mating? He’d ask Tyrone as soon as they returned home. They dressed, and Danielle returned to her male character. He ran a finger down her chin, smiling.

  “Thank you, that was the best,” he said.

  “Yes, it was good.” She stretched and stepped out the door taking her place behind Angus. Tyrese stood behind her.

  Leon took an exaggerated deep breath. “Thank you guys. We really appreciate you toning it down.” He laughed when Tyrese lifted his middle finger at him.

  “Let's go. There's a team of five military personnel in the area, not sure why, but they're not packing the cannons the others had in Lyrill. Could be friendlies here to give us a ride. When La Patron’s not happy, it's felt around the globe,” Asia said and walked off.

  They walked in silence for about ten minutes before Danielle spoke. “I don't understand why La Patron's mate would come here.
.. does she do that a lot. Go on jobs? Is she like Asia?”

  Tyrese wasn't sure if she was serious or not. “She doesn't go on jobs, she has a job. She runs the nation with La Patron.”

  “That's what I thought. So… why would Mistress come here? I don't understand.”

  Asia and Angus looked back at them. He ignored their quizzical expressions when he realized Danielle had made the last comment out loud. Was it possible? She didn't know who his mom was or his connection to La Patron? He thought back to their conversations. He talked about his mom, had relayed stories about him and Tyrone growing up. Most of their childhood antics were funny and she had been interested. He told her about his younger brothers and sisters, mentioned his biological father without going into too much detail. But he had never come right out and said his mom was mated to La Patron. Did she think his mom and Davian were together?

  “My mom is mated to La Patron. I missed my mother's mating ceremony for this bullshit. That's why she would come and rain death on these bastards.”

  Her mouth dropped open. Her eyes widened.

  He withheld a groan. This was not the time for his mate to become star struck. He continued. “But we can't let that happen, it would cause problems that you cannot imagine.”

  “Wait...” She shook her head. “That's your mom in the picture?”

  “What picture?” He stepped closer.

  “The one my grandmother painted as the gift from our pack.”

  “Huh?” He had no idea what she was talking about and Asia had given him the eye that they needed to move. He took her arm and they took their place behind Angus again.

  Danielle told him about the wedding gift and how the birthmark stressed her grandmother out.

  “What birthmark? My mom doesn't have a birthmark.”

  “That's why it stressed her out, it kept coming back no matter how many times she removed it from the painting.”