A Bevin Hero [The O'Hagan Way 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

by Joyee Flynn

  “Oh, shite. Just when things start to calm down it’s something else,” I groaned. Then I blinked at Bevin. “Ya kicked out ya guards?”

  “This isn’t a discussion for the hallway,” Bevin sighed, opening the door to his suite and shooing everyone in. It turned out Onah and Ferris were there as well. So they came in too, the other guards left, and Bevin started turning on noise machines so no one else could overhear in the hallway. Wow. It was like a secret society meeting.

  Bevin explained what happened and why he sent the guards away. Rylan sighed but nodded and I understood as well. I was actually grateful that he handled things so well so me twin didn’t get crushed by an accidental comment.

  “So what’s in the box and what other secrets have you guys been keeping?” Rylan asked.

  “Can I just tell ya only what’s in the box?” I hedged. “I asked the Queen for a favor and it’s a mating gift for Bev.” He nodded and we walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I explained what me mate had said about Zion and what I’d asked for.

  “So one of those would turn you into fae warrior size for three hours?” he gasped, his eyes wide. I nodded and he bit his lower lip. “Can I have one?” Now it was me turn to have me eyes bug out at him. “Caven said he saw in Ferris’s head a fantasy that we were both in bed with him but I was bigger, so it wasn’t really me but the man had my face. He wants to be tag teamed with two big guys.”

  “Aye, ya can have one if ya don’t tell Bevin what it is or what ya do with it if I don’t surprise him with it first.”

  “Deal,” he chuckled. We went back out with everyone else, and I could tell Bevin was dying to know now what was in the box. I took out one of the potions and gave it to Rylan. Now I could tell our mate and his were completely confused. “I’ll explain later, my loves.”

  “Okay then,” Ferris drawled. “So what else is up? What have you been hiding?”

  “Our family doesn’t even know,” Rian sighed. “We didn’t know if our das would have to tell the Council if anyone found out.”

  “Found out what?” Rylan asked again. Then he saw our apprehension and Bevin’s. “Guys, I won’t tell, okay? Yes, I’m a Councilman, but I’m a King. You’re mated to Bevin which technically makes you pack and that renders you bound to me by margay and pack laws. If you were just any vampire, yes, I’d have to tell them, but not in this case.”

  “Ya trust him with ya life, right?” I asked Bev.

  He nodded. “Ry always keeps his word.”

  “Okay then,” I sighed, running me fingers through me hair. Without even being asked, Rian handed me a tie and I fixed it back. “We have more than one gift.”

  “So?” Ferris hedged. “That’s odd at your age but not unheard of. There are vampires with more than one gift. Victor Marius just came into his second one. Desmond has two of them. Strong bloodlines tend to have two.”

  “We have more than two.” Rian winced. “We have four.”

  “That’s not possible,” Ferris whispered, his gaze darting between us. “What are they?”

  “We have like a telekinesis gift,” I answered and levitated a bottle of the sports drinks Bevin had been drinking. I took a sip of it and then floated it to Bev. He giggled and thanked me. Then I lifted Ferris out of his seat and made him do a little dance.

  “Got it, put me down,” he growled. I did and he shook his head. “Aren’t you tired?”

  “No, I’m energized,” I snickered. “We don’t get tired when we use them.”

  “What else?”

  “We can throw energy blasts in rapid succession,” Rian answered. “Ya don’t want us to demonstrate that one.”

  “No, no we don’t,” Ferris snickered.

  “Ya have the power to control water,” I said, showing our third gift. Ferris’s eyebrow’s shot up. “Aye, we can read what other vampires’ gifts are. Can ya show us?” Ferris nodded and focused on the glass of water sitting on the table. He pulled it all out and swirled it around the table, ran it down to the floor and then sprayed Onah in the face.

  “Very funny, my love,” the warrior playfully growled.

  “Rian?”

  “Yeah, I’ll take this one,” me twin chuckled. He focused and did it all backwards, pulling all the water off Onah and getting in back in the glass. “We can mimic any gift we’ve been around.”

  “For how long?” Ferris whispered. “I’ve never even heard of that gift.”

  “We’ve had it for about fifty years, and so far none we’ve come into contact with we’ve not been able to do again,” I hedged, glancing at Rian.

  “Except the ground thing. I wasn’t paying attention when Desmond did it,” he argued.

  “Aye. We both have to be paying attention when it happens to be able to mimic it. We don’t have as good of control as if it was our own gift, but we can do it.”

  “And what’s the fourth one?” Ferris asked and then swallowed loudly.

  “Do ya water thing again,” I answered. He did and I focused on him. The water stopped and fell where it was.

  “What are you doing to me?” he gasped.

  “Draining ya power. It will come back but I’m pulling it out of ya like a battery,” I explained and then released him. “Instead of it draining ya for using it too long, we can speed up the process and drain ya out so ya can’t use ya gift.”

  “Holy shit,” Rylan exclaimed as he glanced between us. “I have to call a High Council meeting for the morning.”

  “What?” the three of us shouted, jumping to our feet.

  “You promised, Ry,” Bevin said, his tone full of hurt. “You promised not to tell.”

  “I know, but you don’t understand. We just found our weapon against Osvaldo Diaz. You two are the weapon we need.”

  “Back up and explain that one,” I drawled. “I don’t like being called a weapon for one.”

  “Aye,” Rian agreed.

  “Cyrus told everyone at dinner about the castle and the gifts his family has. Apparently his father is like Magneto from X-Men,” Rylan explained.

  “He can manipulate metal,” I clarified, waiting for Rylan to nod. “So guns would be useless around him as are swords.”

  “Not the ones Riley designed and we facilitated putting into glass with Bevin’s help, but we don’t have time to get everyone a sword. Some of Cyrus’s family might still be alive, and we need to get those humans out and stop the creation of more demons. Plus, we need to do this before Jon was supposed to have checked in with his plan by the end of the week. We also have margays to get out of Paris. We can’t do one without risking things blowing up somewhere else and them knowing we found out information.”

  “Shite,” I hissed. “Ya need us to drain the leader of the demons so ya can attack his stronghold.”

  “No. No fucking way,” Bevin growled. “You are not risking my mates like that. Queen Magdalena can come up with something else. She’s powerful enough to come up with another solution.”

  I had a feeling in the pit of me stomach when I saw the look in the King’s eyes. “Probably but we’re more expendable than she is. She’s the leader of the fae. They can’t risk her as they can a couple of farmers.” Welcome to the way of the world.

  When I saw the truth of the situation hit Bev, his eyes filled with tears. Oh, our poor mate.

  Chapter 8

  Bevin

  I felt like the rug was being pulled out from under me as I sat there in the High Council’s courtroom. It was like their big meeting room and where they passed judgments. Kind of like when I’d watch Senate hearings on TV. I never, ever thought I’d be sitting there. As I glanced at my mates, I couldn’t help but think back to last night, replaying it in my mind over and over again.

  “You’re not more expendable than her,” I argued, tears falling down my cheeks. “You’re easier to kill than she is. She’s basically indestructible. I’ve heard her say that. Let her go. You guys said you weren’t allowed to be warriors because you weren’t big enough. But
now they’ll send you in to save their asses? No! I forbid it.”

  “Bev, me heart,” Rian whispered as he knelt down in front of me. “Listen to us. They wouldn’t send us in alone and they can’t make us, okay? If we can help would ya really love us if we didn’t tell them what we could do? Do ya want mates that run from the fight?”

  “You’re not running. You’re being smart. The Queen is badass. Let her handle this.”

  “Oh, darling,” Ronan sighed. “We didn’t know humans could be made into demons. What other tricks do they have up their sleeve? Their biggest priority was to take out Magdalena. Ya heard that yourself. We can’t send her in alone to do this.”

  “Don’t send anyone alone! All the warriors go.”

  “But they might not be of much help if we can’t go in with them.” He shook his head as Rian squeezed my hands.

  “Think of it this way. Ya ever watch those movies where ya yell at the TV that they’re being stupid because they’re using little guns to start with and they get their asses handed to them? Then they go back with more firepower and people. And ya sit there and think, ‘Why didn’t ya just do that from the beginning, ya arse weeds?’ Well, we’d be going in with everything right away.”

  I thought about that a minute, nodding my head. “I won’t say yes until we see what the Council says. They better have one hell of a fucking plan because I won’t sacrifice my mates for this.”

  “But we would sacrifice ourselves if that’s what it takes to keep ya, our family, friends, and everyone we care about safe, Bev,” Rian said gently before kissing my hands. “Ya need to understand that because if we can tip the scale we won’t say no. We just hope ya understand and support us.”

  What could I have said to that? No, I’m a selfish bastard who doesn’t want to lose my mates. So here we sat and waited for the Council to convene, to decide the fate of my mates.

  “Don’t fret, me heart,” Ronan whispered in my ear. “Just remember last night and look forward to all the nights like that to come. I know I will be.”

  “You liked it that much?” I whispered in awe. He was three hundred and thirty-three years old. There’s no way the sex we’d had was that good to someone that experienced.

  “I would have thought us going three times in a row would have told ya that.” He kissed his mating mark on my neck and I shivered. “Mmm, so good. I know I’ll come back from hell just to feel that again.”

  “You better.”

  “Always,” he swore.

  He’d said that last night too.

  “Always, me heart,” Ronan moaned as he thrust into me over and over again, his body wrapped around mine as he buried his face in my neck. “I swear meself to ya always. There will never be another for me, Bevin Innocente. Ya are me one and only true love, now and for always.”

  “Yes,” I hissed as I ran my nails down his back. “I will only love you and Rian. We will be a family forever. You can’t ever leave me.”

  “Never. Ya are mine now,” he growled. He licked my neck before gently biting me. I yowled loudly and his grip on my hips tightened. I was glad they liked the sounds I made in bed so much because I knew there was no way to change them. It was instinct. I screamed out his name as I came. Amazing how something I’d been so scared of less than twenty-four hours ago I almost craved now with my mates.

  Ronan followed me right over, both of us shaking and gasping for air when we came back down from our orgasms. “Wow.”

  “Aye. Do ya need sleep yet?”

  “Why?”

  “I don’t think once be enough,” he mumbled quietly. “I thought I’d lost any chance with ya earlier today. I need ya again, Bev.”

  “I’ll suffer through it,” I purred as I tightened my hole around him. “I’m all yours, Ronan.”

  “Aye. And don’t ya ever forget,” he growled. He moved off of me and flipped me over in an impressive move, draping himself over my back before fucking me silly again… Twice.

  “What are ya thinking about?” Rian asked as he rubbed my thigh. It was then I realized I’d been so lost in last night I’d missed what had been said and that I was sitting there sporting wood. “Is our mate thinking dirty thoughts?”

  “It’s hard not to when I’m around you,” I giggled.

  “Glad ya not be loopy anymore. Though it was fun. Maybe we’ll get ya drunk a time and again.” He gave me a wink to let me know he was teasing. They’d gone out of their way to make sure I knew they hadn’t been embarrassed or anything by what I’d said.

  They were awesome like that.

  “Why are ya both sitting there?” One of the O’Hagan Councilmen asked as he and his twin came over. I didn’t know which was which yet. Once I caught their scent, I’d know from then out, but I was out of it when I met them. And I wasn’t there in court with Rylan if they ever said who was who. “What happened now?”

  “There’s something we didn’t tell ya all,” Ronan admitted quietly as Council members filed into the room. “Shite. And now there isn’t time. We’re sorry. Just know that. We didn’t tell ya because we didn’t know if ya would have to tell our High Council, and we were scared of what that would mean.”

  “We didn’t want to put either of ya in a bad spot,” Rian added. “Don’t hate us.”

  “We could never hate ya,” their other dad said. “No matter what, okay? I can’t say we understand what ya saying or what’s going on, but we love ya both. Never doubt that.”

  “Thank ya,” they both sighed. Their parents shot them another worried look, Brighid looking almost beside herself now. Yeah, I wouldn’t want my kids up in front of a High Council like this… Well, if I had kids.

  “Rian and Ronan O’Hagan, thank you for coming,” Councilman Barnabas Leopold, or his honor as head of the High Council, said to us. “It’s my understanding that King Rylan learned something about you both that we need to know and take into consideration for the upcoming invasion of the Diaz castle. Is this true?”

  “Aye,” they both said, standing. I did as well, ready to shit a brick. Once they said this out loud there was no taking it back. No mulligans or just kidding. It was out there forever and even after this battle they could be a target for being so strong and being unlike any vampires before them.

  “Please explain what it is,” Barnabas hedged, eyeing them over curiously as if feeling the tension in the air.

  Ronan took a deep breath and Rian nodded for him to go ahead. It made sense. They were a lot alike but one had to take charge most times. It was definitely Ronan. But not in an overbearing way.

  “King Rylan explained that Councilman Dubois has the gift of manipulating metal. Our gifts can help with that.”

  “Gifts?” Barnabas asked, his tone showing his shock. “My understanding was you aren’t even three and a half centuries old? That’s young to have found your second gift as a vampire.”

  “Aye. But we don’t have just two. We have four.” Ronan flinched when there were a few startled exclamations and several disbelieving snorts.

  “What?” all the O’Hagans pretty much shouted together. Even I winced at that.

  “I’ve witnessed three of the four,” Rylan said loudly, standing at his station. “I’ve never seen an energy blast but my mate assured me it wasn’t something to be done inside. The twins say they can do them in rapid succession which I understand to be rare.”

  “Very,” Barnabas agreed. “How long can you do them for? I’ve only seen it from my own mate, and he can only keep throwing them for about twenty minutes before he’s completely wiped.”

  “We’ve gone longer than that,” Ronan hedged.

  “How long?”

  Ronan sighed. “We don’t get tired. We get more energy from using our gifts. We got bored after an hour and figured someone would notice the damage if we kept playing with them so we stopped.”

  “That’s not possible,” Councilman Abbott said loudly. “That’s just not possible.”

  “Why do ya ask us if ya not going to believe
our answers?” Rian snapped. “And people wonder why we didn’t want to tell anyone. We are not liars. Want to see?”

  “Rian, relax,” Ronan hissed, staring at his brother with wide eyes. I did too. Rian was always calm. I couldn’t believe he was blowing his lid.

  “No! We didn’t want anyone to know. The King asked us to tell so we could help because they can’t use their guns and, they won’t risk the Queen going in first or trying to take on Dubois because they might have more tricks up their sleeves. Fine. I get that. We would give our lives for this fight. But we be just as honorable as she is. When she came here from another damn plane no one batted an eyelash that she had all these gifts and talents.

  “We didn’t know that humans could be turned into demons. I didn’t know there were margay shifters and now we’re mated to one. Just because the world is changing and bigger than they think, more out there than they know, I won’t be called a liar. We’re O’Hagans, sons of Councilmen Michan and Manus O’Hagan, and ya impugn our honor by saying we’re lying.”

  “Apparently ya do have a button someone can push to make ya anger and explode,” Brighid O’Hagan chuckled. “I’ve never known ya to blow like that, Rian.”

  “It would seem so,” my mate agreed, taking several deep breaths. “It wasn’t just me they were picking on, but me twin, and questioning our honor disrespects our mate and our family. I’ll not stand for that.”

  “Fair enough. We didn’t mean it like that,” Councilman Abbott said gently. “I honestly wasn’t trying to imply you were lying. Merely mistaken.”

  “Then ya just be saying we’re daft,” Ronan drawled. “Rian? Glasses?”

  “Aye.” Rian barely blinked an eye and lifted every glass in the room into the air and brought them to our table. “One. Open the window and we can show ya the energy blast.”

  “I’d love to see this,” the Queen chuckled. She nodded to the window at the edge of the half circle bench/table thing they all sat at and it opened. Ronan held up his hands, wrists touching, and started shooting something from them. It was weird. I could see it but I couldn’t. Almost like I could see through it but the air around it was tightened. Totally bizarre and wicked cool at once.