0105
Unknown POV
"Yes?" I mutter, swirling the wine in my glass before taking a large mouthful. It had been a long day and I didn't need another idiot in my life.
He saunters up to me like a lost sheep. His dark hair is a mess and he looked and smelled as though he hadn't seen a shower for weeks.
"You better start talking if you are going to invade my space with that stench."
"I'm looking for a favour." He asks quietly
"I don't do favours." I sneer, setting my empty glass down on the circular table.
He slides into my booth anyway. "You are the Lone Wolf, right?"
I smirk. I hadn't heard that term in a long time. "Oh honey, I'm the furthest thing from a Lone Wolf."
"Right. Because you are not a Wolf are you."
The balls on this guy. "You think you know everything." I wave to the bartender who brings me over a fresh drink. His eyes shifted to the trash sitting opposite me and he quickly looks away.
It was a rule in here that I am not to be disturbed. Especially not when I still had blood on my fingers.
"I know enough. One of your kind killed my mate." He seethes. I couldn't hold back the laugh. "And I want revenge."
"Did you piss it off?"
He scowls at me. If he didn't look so filthy, he could probably be quite handsome. Maybe then i wouldn't have minded the interruption.
"No, my brother brought their kind into our pack. A Rogue followed. The Rogue was the one who murdered her."
"So let me guess, you blame big brother and now you want revenge." I let the merlot hit the back of my throat. I preferred something much fuller bodied, but this was the best the bar offered.
"I didn't say big brother."
"You didn't need to. If your brother brought them into the pack. My guess is he is the Alpha, which makes you, poor little brother."
I hit a soft spot. I could see it in his dark eyes
"Oh, was the dream to be an Alpha?"
Fucking alpha's and their need for control.
"And now what? You want to claim it back. I can't help you." Nor did I want to help. He was focussing on the wrong person for a start.
"Our pack was fine until they arrived. And it all started with one." He screws up his hand and slams it into the table, almost knocking my wine glass over. If that had gone all over me, I might have just stabbed him in the neck with the glass. "That's not my problem."
"Rumour has it that you will accept jobs for a decent amount of cash."
"And that's what you have is it? Look at the state of you, you might as well have slept in a hole in the ground."
"I've been a little busy."
"Mourning your dead mate."
He nods, lowering his head as he rolls his neck.
"Right." I get to my feet. "I can't give you the help you are looking for. Correct that, I won't."
"I think you will change your mind." He calls out after me as I strut away.
He catches up to me, standing far too close for my liking. His breath, the only clean thing about him, fanning across my skin. "You are a Kitson, right."
I spin around to glare at him, my hand locking against his throat while pressing my stiletto heel into the toe of his boots. "Where the fuck did you hear that name?" "My brother's mate is a Lycan."
"Impossible. Wolves are not mated to Lycans."
"That's just it, all three of us were. And my brother is mated to the most powerful one. The female Alpha."
My hand moves from his throat to his grubby jacket as I drag him to the ladies room.
He laughs as I slam the door shut and push him back against the pink tiles.
"You better start talking. Because I am seconds a way from ripping your throat out."
"Or what?" He chuckles
"You wouldn't be the first kill tonight. Your name?"
"Jenson" He doesn't hesitate, clearly a real name.
"Your brother's pack name?"
"Black Shadow."
A cackle escapes my throat. "So Dane is your brother."
There's disappointment etched on his grimy face. "You know him?"
"I know of him. Anyone would be stupid to not know what he is capable of." And I had kept myself out of ever being involved with him.
Besides, it wasn't like I went around broadcasting that I was a Lycan "You're telling me that he is mated to the last female Lycan Alpha." He nods. He had just made my fucking day. Maybe even my year.
"What are you to her?" He asks quietly
"Why the fuck does that matter?" I watched him for a little longer. "Are you prepared to do everything I ask?"
He nods.
"It will tear the pack apart."
His mouth opens and closes like a fish. As it dawns on him what I am asking.
""What is it?"
"My twin, I don't want to hurt her, but she is mated to a Lycan too. The fucker that killed my mate also hurt her."
I lean back against the ugly pink tile. "Then you have a decision to make. But either way, you have given me the information I need."
"This was wrong. I shouldn't... I shouldn't have come here. I shouldn't have said anything." He goes to walk past me. I lift my leg, pressing my foot against the door. His eyes linger on it longer than it should.
"You should have thought about that. You clearly know my reputation."
"It wasn't easy to find someone like you. I always believed there weren't any more of your kind. Just Neah and the couple that were bitten."
Her name sends a familiar feeling through me. Did she even know of my existence? Either way, I didn't care. I am going to take what's mine.
"Oh honey, there are thousands of us. You just need to know where to look."
"Thousands?" His dark eyes are wide
""Thousands."
He looked as though he had just face planted in a pile of dog shit
"Packs?"
"No, what would be the fun in that?" I look him up and down. "Come with me, we have much to discuss."
I lead him to my Porsche, eyeing him up before letting him sit on my clean leather seats.
"How long have you known Neah?" I was curious, how long had she been living happily with her mate?
"A little under a year. I don't want her to suffer." He mutters. "She's been through enough and she's pregnant."
This is gold.
"Jenson, you came to the wrong person if you just want to scare them a little. I'm an all in kind of girl and now, you have just given me news of my target. Besides, if I hurt Dane, she will get hurt in the process." I reach over and grab his thigh, maybe I could reward him for the information.
"Did you know Trey?" He asks just as I pull into my driveway.
"Name doesn't ring a bell. Is he another problem?"
"No, Neah dealt with that." I knew what he was doing, he was trying to work out my connection.
I send him to the shower so his stench didn't settle into the fabrics of my home. When he reappears, the smallest towel is covering his cock. He looked so much better now he had cleaned up.
"Do you have anything bigger?" He asks as the water drips off of him onto the carpet. I watch one particular bead make its way down over his chest and abs, disappearing into the small towel.
"Not right now. It will have to do." It had been too long since someone had given me a good seeing too and though it wasn't my plan. I couldn't help but think of him pressed up against me. He smirks at me, turning around and showing me that firm ass as he walks away