by Maggie Walsh
Jag looked at the item in awe for a few more moments before he placed it back on the wall and turned to face him. “I think it’s time for me to go before I strap you to that large bed over there and use all these items on you,” Jag declared as he pulled Bo hard against his chest in a tight hold, causing Bo to gasp and his cock to fill and throb.
The damn thing was already hard and leaking since the moment he’d opened the door and found Jag on his doorstep, but now with the thought of Jag doing what he said, it had Bo’s cock leaking and making a wet spot in the front of his jeans.
“From the hardness of your cock against my leg and the heaviness of your breathing, I would say that you want what I wish to give you. And as much as I want to give it to you, I will wait for our claiming. I will go and meet you at your alpha’s in the morning at nine. Until then, I want you to pick your favorite toy and fill yourself, thinking about me. Then leave it inside your amazing ass until after our meeting. At which time we will come back here and I will play with you and it, and bring you to completion. Until then, don’t come,” Jag ordered, then claimed his lips again.
His words and actions making Bo melt into the man’s strong hold and submit to his demanding kiss.
CHAPTER 6
He walked slowly up the steps leading into Dell’s house. Like all the other pack members, Bo was one of the few who didn’t have to worry about formalities when he came to the alpha house.
He had spent most of his life in these four walls and this yard. He, Caleb, Marlo, Alex, Jude, and Dell had spent most of their lives together. Yes, Dell and Jude were a bit older than the rest of them, but they were still always there and acted as big brothers to all of them. They had all spent more time at Caleb and Dell’s than they did in their own homes.
Bo’s beta dad Nathan was a fisherman who was away more than he was home. He would spend two weeks up north out on a whaling boat, then one week home, and his delta dad John, spent his days making quilts. While Bo was growing up there were times John had so many orders in for his handmade quilts that the man sewed sometimes sixteen hours a day. So, being best friends with Caleb had Alpha York taking Bo into his home for most of his life.
Bo walked up to the door and entered without knocking. When he walked in he was surprised to see Dell and Jag sitting on the couch talking and laughing. The two turned to him, smiling, but Bo could see the surprise in Jag’s eyes from him not knocking first. He just gave the man a sweet smile and turned to face Dell.
“Hey, so have you heard from Caleb lately?”
“I’m surprised you haven’t asked Jag about Caleb seeing as he lives with him now, but to answer your question, squirt, as a matter of fact, yes I have. He called me last night with some very interesting news,” Dell replied, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Oh yeah, and what would that be, buttmuncher,” Bo replied, as he headed for the unoccupied couch.
“Bo!” Jag growled, the sound sexy and demanding like the man was angry, but the admonishment had Bo’s cock standing on end in a second flat and he froze, eyes open wide as he stared at the beta.
Dell, the asshole, threw his head back and laughed like it was his damn job. Bo turned to look at his alpha and gave him a dirty glare that told the man retribution would come. The only thing he managed to do was to set Dell off and the ass laughed harder, tears running down his cheeks as he slapped his thigh.
Bo moved again and dropped down into the couch and crossed his arms over his chest as he continued to glare at Dell. He flinched when the dildo in his ass shifted, nailing his prostate, and he instantly shifted his gaze to Jag to find the man giving him a knowing smirk. Damn these alpha types. He just wanted to smack them across the face sometimes. Damn dominant sexy assholes.
He sat there quietly while Dell composed himself, then the man cleared his throat and looked to Jag. “First, let me just say, that was awesome.” Then the ass started laughing again and Bo threw his hands up in the air in exasperation and rolled his eyes.
Dell pulled himself together once again and gave it a second try. “Okay, I think I’m good now. First, Jag, Bo is like a little brother to me and it’s just something we do. There are a few others who hold that same honor of insulting me to my face, in private of course, without me ripping their fucking throats out. And I know Bo respects me too much to ever show me any disrespect in front of the pack. Although I was a little shocked that he did it in your presence, until I remembered what Caleb and I discussed last night. Then, the fact that the tough, hardheaded Bo Hakala stopped dead in his tracks at your one word command, was priceless. I never thought I would see the day when some man could wrangle in our Bo. Good for you. Don’t let him get away with anything, or he’ll run right over you.”
“Asshole,” Bo hissed under his breath as he crossed his arms again and pouted.
Dell now turned toward him with a loving, brotherly smile. “Oh don’t pout, little brother. I think it’s great that you found someone who I know will treat you right, like you deserve. And I’m thrilled that you found your true mate.”
Bo gasped as he stared at Dell, wondering how he knew when Bo wasn’t even sure. Hell, if Jag hadn’t said anything he still wouldn’t have a clue. He had spent most of the night pacing his home wondering if he should believe Jag or not. Thinking that what if the guy was only fucking with him to get into his pants again? But then he thought against it. Even though he didn’t know Jag that well, he did know that Jag was a good man, an honorable man. Any time he spoke with Caleb, his friend always had the best things to say about Jag, and Bo knew Caleb respected him and called him friend, so that was good enough for Bo.
“How…”
“How do I know? Or how do you not? Both easily answered, but before I do, I need to ask you both to give me your solemn vow that what we discuss here stays between the three of us and doesn’t leave this room. Once I’m done, I will be making you both give me a blood oath that if broken will have very dire repercussions,” Dell said, in his most serious alpha voice, and Bo knew that whatever they were about to discuss would change his life forever.
“Okay, you have my word, Dell, you know that without question, but what does this have to do with me finding my true mate or not?”
“I’ve discussed this with Ridge and I will give you both some of the story, but then he would like to explain the rest seeing as Jag is part of his pack and his best friend, also because we both figure you will be moving to his pack after you mate and as much as I’m gonna miss you, squirt, you need to be with your mate, so you will be a part of Ridge’s pack after the claiming.”
Once again Bo was completely blown over. His head suddenly felt light and he thought he was going to pass out. The room began to spin and he started to hyperventilate. He knew this conversation would change his life, but he hadn’t even thought about if Jag was really his mate where they would live, but it only made sense that he had to uproot his life considering Jag was first beta to Alpha Heart. Shit, he really was going to pass out like some untouched virgin, fifteen year old, with a first crush that smiled at him.
Strong arms wrapped around him and Bo felt himself move but had no idea how it was happening. His legs were numb, and he was pretty sure his brain was fried, so how was it sending messages out to the rest of his body to move?
“Here give him some of this.” He heard Dell’s voice say from somewhere far off, then a glass was placed at his lips and Bo automatically opened his mouth and drew the liquid in, then began to choke and cough. A hand tapped his back a few times which only annoyed him, but it did help.
Bo coughed a few more times, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and looked around. He found that he now sat in Jag’s lap and the man was staring at him with deep concern.
He turned his head to look at Dell and saw that same concern, but also that damn big brother, ha ha, got you, in his eyes.
“Shithead,” he grumbled, and Dell laughed, then pounded his back once, sending him forward.
Dell
walked away and reclaimed his seat on the opposite couch and crossed his right ankle over his left knee.
“Never considered you would be moving on and being back with your partner in crime, huh?
Well, gods bless Ridge, having to deal with you two little shits,” Dell said happily.
Jag cleared his throat, gaining their attention, then said, “Not that I don’t find you two very amusing, but can we get on with this whole mating conversation, because I must confess, having this gorgeous piece of ass wiggling in my lap is really starting to weaken my resolve and I don’t know how much longer I can just sit here listening to you two go on like brothers arguing. I may have to drag Bo out of here like a caveman and claim him now, and we all know how that would be a bad thing seeing as he’s hours away from turning twenty-five.”
Bo was mortified to feel the blush run up his cheeks. Who the hell was this person he became around Jag? This was just not him and Bo had no idea what to do. Normally he was the most confident asshole in the world but with Jag he felt like... like... he was growing up and seeing the world in a different way. He felt more mature, but more out of control at the same time. He couldn’t remember very many times in his life where he felt genuine confusion, but right now this was one of those moments and Bo didn’t like it.
“Okay, so let’s just rip off the bandage and get to this. How do we know you are true mates? Good question. As you both know, when we turn twenty-five we fully become who we are meant to be. Meaning our wolves are fully formed. Alpha, beta, delta, gamma, omega, beta/delta, beta/gamma, and so on. This is when our true scent comes to the surface and it is only then that our true mate can scent us. Why and how Ridge was able to do it with Caleb from birth, no one knows. We do have a few theories, but that’s one of the things Ridge wants to discuss with you when the time comes. Anyway, we think because the two of you are true mates, even though you won’t know for sure until tomorrow, your wolves still know, and that’s why the attraction you both have felt for one another over the past when you have met occasionally has been so strong.
Now the closer Bo comes to his full wolf, both of your beasts are sensing that and the pull is growing stronger.
“Now I have no idea what actually happened between the two of you in the cabin three weeks ago, but I’m sure I can guess. Now seeing as you have already had one another and your animals know who you are to each other, you’ve set off something inside you both that has made the pull even stronger. But, the true test of if you have met your true mate is your wolf’s insistence that they want to dominate and submit in wolf form. Jag, you called Ridge last night confused about having those thoughts, but that’s the sign of a true mate. Your wolf needs to claim Bo’s wolf in their animal forms before the human men go through the claiming. To make the true mate bond take, Jag’s wolf must dominate your wolf, Bo, and you must submit. Once you join, Jag’s wolf will bite yours, starting the claiming. Then he will knot inside you for nobody knows how long. It can be different for everyone. Once that joining is complete, then Jag the man must claim Bo the man and you will give each other the mating bite. Then, you will need to extend your claws, Bo, and scratch Jag as you orgasm. It will seal the mating bond and your claiming will be complete, leaving you both with an unbreakable bond.”
“Holy fucking hell. So, my wolf scratching and begging me to let Jag’s wolf fuck him is normal?” Bo gasped.
Dell chuckled. “Yes, Bo, very normal.”
“So what you’re saying is that magically overnight I’m going to change and tomorrow wake up as someone else?”
Dell shook his head as he smiled. “No, squirt. You saw both Alex and Caleb when they hit twenty-five. It’s nothing so dramatic. It’s just at exactly twenty-five years since the exact moment you were born, your wolf will fully form. So if you are a delta, then that will be locked in, but if you are a mix, like a delta/gamma, or delta/omega, then that will come through, like what happened with both Alex and Caleb. That’s when Alex realized he was a delta/gamma instead of just a delta and Caleb found out he was a beta/gamma. Your true wolf will come through, so that is why your scent will change from what it is right now.”
Bo looked down at his lap and suddenly realized he was still sitting in Jag’s lap, which surprised him, but now, after hearing what Dell was saying, maybe all these strange things he was feeling that were going against what he knew himself to be, was because his true wolf was coming through. He and his fathers knew he would gain the gamma part of him and tomorrow would be that day.
“I can see the wheels spinning in your head, Bo. I think you’re stressing yourself out way too much over this. You have always been who you are, and tomorrow you will still be that person.
You are Bo Hakala, a very strong, determined, talented enforcer. One of my best and I will be sad to see you go. But, you are also a very talented artist who creates some very amazing things that bring many people pleasure and that is not going to change. I don’t think Jag wants to change you, but join you. And when I spoke with Ridge and Caleb last night, they said you would be welcomed with open arms. They’re already putting together a workshop for you for your business and Ridge is excited to have you come on as an enforcer and help Caleb train his men. So, you’ll be really busy when you get there.”
“What about all my testers? I can’t possibly send boxes to everyone weekly then wait for results, it would take too long. And some of them count on the money I give them, like Alex. You know since his father died and his dad took off he’s been struggling with paying his bills. He counts on that extra cash,” Bo worried.
Dell gave him a loving smile and sat forward. “How about you go live your life and enjoy it and let me worry about Alex, okay? I know what he’s been dealing with and have been keeping a very close eye on him. I have a feeling things are going to change for him as well very soon. In the meantime, we can all put our heads together and come up with something that works for you and your testers, and I’m sure there are a few people over in the Heart pack who would love to become testers for your wares as well,” Dell said the last part with amusement.
Jag barked out a laugh, causing Bo to flinch and look at him. “He’s not lying. I know a few people who would probably pay you to try your toys. Trust me, babe, we’ll work everything out, I promise.”
“It’s going to be a big endeavor moving all my crap over there. We need to get a big truck and we all know how much trucks suck here. Then, there’s the Dark Season coming soon. Can we do the move before that hits?”
Jag took one of his hands in his and looked deeply into his eyes. Bo saw a slight pain in the man's eyes and he didn’t like it. “So, you don’t want to be mated, Bo?”
“No!” He answered quickly.
“It sure sounds like you’re trying to come up with every excuse you can not to be mated,” Jag grumbled, his voice coming out a little harsh which only showed the hurt he felt.
Bo squeezed Jag’s hand and replied, “It’s not that. It’s because I know that what Dell is saying is true and that we are true mates and my place is with you and I’ll be moving. Suddenly a thousand thoughts screamed in my head of how I’m going to move everything and still take care of my clients. I’ve never missed a deadline, ever.”
“I suggest we call Marlo in to give us a hand with all the logistics. You know how organized he is. That man can straighten out the toughest knots. Why don’t you two head out to my family’s cabin, so you can talk, get to know each other better, and have some privacy for well, your claiming. In the meantime, I’ll get together with Ridge, Caleb, and Marlo, and we’ll work on ways to get your place packed up and moved out. Do you want to sell your place, or hold onto it and rent it out?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t even think about that,” Bo replied.
“And you don’t have to right now. Take your time, it will always be here until you decide.” Dell stood, then walked to the kitchen and disappeared. He came back a minute later with the keys to his family's cabin which was set on the outskirt
s of York pack lands, beside a beautiful lake. Dell came to him and handed him the keys. “Here, you know how to get there. There should be plenty of provisions in the kitchen and a good stockpile of wood. Go spend time together and don’t think about anything else.”
CHAPTER 7
They pulled up to the cabin on Bo’s snowmobile and he cut the engine as Jag climbed off from where he had sat behind Bo. A second later Bo joined Jag as they grabbed their bags from where Jag had them secured to the back and headed up the steps leading to the wraparound covered deck. He pulled out the key and let them in, then stood there holding his bag anxiously. For some reason Bo felt like a virgin bride on her wedding night and the feeling was not sitting well with him.
The door closed behind him and a hand wrapped around the handle of his duffle next to his, drawing Bo’s attention. He looked up and met Jag’s soft gaze.
“Relax, babe. Everything's going to be fine. How about first you show me where my room is and then we open some windows and air the place out. After that we can make a plan of what we want to do for the day until dinner. We just take one thing at a time and not overthink everything, okay?” Jag said, as he gently pulled the bag from Bo’s hold, then leaned in and gave him a chaste kiss.
Bo smiled as he nodded, then showed Jag to one of the guest rooms. After that he went to the room he had always shared with Caleb when he came to the cabin, and Jag placed his bag on the foot of one of the beds. “You sure you want this room? You can have the big guest room and I’ll take this,” Jag offered.
“No, that’s okay. I’m used to staying in this room. So, I was thinking, there’s an archery and crossbow range set up in the back. We could always do that. Then there’s chopping wood, fishing, and hunting. Not much more to do around here. Old Alpha York used to bring the family up here to just relax and spend some time together. He used to teach all us boys how to live off the land out here. He wanted to make sure we could always take care of ourselves no matter where our lives took us, even Marlo,” Bo explained with a chuckle.
