Chapter 10
Silence followed Steel’s call to Penn as Jackson laid his head against his mate’s chest, his mind sorting through everything.
Putting aside the accusation against him and his brothers, he concentrated on the demand for the pups of the Blackwood Pack.
Regarding it as the key to his uncle’s actions, Jackson turned his focus to that and tried to figure out what purpose would it serve.
Certainly, his uncle knew parental rights would supersede his demand.
So why was that so alarming to me when I read it in Josiah’s complaint?
Searching his emotions and those of his wolf, Jackson faced something he never thought he would say.
I would have killed him if he was standing in front of me!
Maybe that was what his uncle hoped to achieve by the demand.
Thinking back to Steel’s reaction after finding out, Jackson realized why his uncle did it.
“Babe, Penn didn’t talk about my uncle’s demand for Daniel,” Jackson said, pausing after hearing his mate growl, “but I think that’s because he doesn’t see it happening because of parental rights…
meaning if something happened to me, your rights as his other father supersedes all other claims. So that got me to thinking.
I’m sure my uncle has a lawyer, so he knows it’s bullshit. ”
“So why do you think the asshole did it? I was ready to tear his head off. Just the thought of Daniel in his hands is driving my wolf crazy. He wants to hunt him down and get rid of the threat to our son.”
“Exactly! That’s what my uncle was trying to do!
Make us act first! Remember the High Council’s warning?
‘If harm befalls any member of the Silver Point pack, you and your pack will be held responsible for it.’ See, my uncle knew we would feel this way if anyone threatened our son.
I’ll bet my uncle has set a trap for us if we do what he expects us to do. ”
Steel mulled over Jackson’s theory and knew he was probably right.
His wolf was still ready to hunt and kill and it was only many years of practicing control that kept his wolf in check.
“I see what you mean. That would be one way to get rid of you and your complaint against him. What a fucking asshole!”
“I can’t disagree with that but how did he know about Daniel?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a guess? He didn’t use his name.”
“True. But he knew my brothers and I are gay. Not that he would ever acknowledge that…just as he refuses to accept the fact his son is gay. He was always forcing Kahn to go on dates with girls. I’m surprised my cousin had the nerve to meet you for a date.
Must have done that without his father’s knowledge. ”
“Maybe he thinks you mated with a woman to get heirs. You know in the past, before the High Council passed laws protecting gay shifters, many were mated to females…shitty I know, but it was the only way to survive.”
“I don’t know. I guess it’s possible but that isn’t important now.
My uncle will figure out shortly we didn’t fall for his tricks.
However, I have two brothers…one who’s a new father and the other an expectant one…
who are going to have a very hard time controlling their wolves if they feel their pups are in danger.
And that worries me. I believe Cody and Colton will respect my orders but… ”
“…but for how long? Hmm…what if you don’t tell them about that part of the complaint? Since Penn isn’t concerned, why make your brothers worry when nothing will come of it.”
Jackson had to admit Steel had a valid point, but he’d always told his brothers everything, ever since the massacre.
But now everything is different. My brothers have each met their mate and are starting families of their own.
Time for a change. “Good idea. All they need to know is what Josiah is claiming we did. I’m gonna need their help in finding the proof to disprove the allegations. ”
“I agree. So, what we need to do is focus on finding proof you and your brothers were in Las Vegas at the time the massacre happened. Shouldn’t be too hard. What hotel did you stay in?”
“We didn’t stay in one. No plans were made. We just decided the night before we were supposed to return home to head to Las Vegas for an end of year break. Gambling, drinking, fu…” Jackson stopped when he heard Steel growl. “Just some partying before we headed back to the pack and our summer jobs.”
“Okay, no hotel. What about food? Did you use a credit card by chance?” Steel wasn’t sure his mate and brothers would have had any, but it was worth a shot.
Shaking his head, Jackson said, “No, only cash. And whatever we won gambling.”
“Fuck! We need Zane! There are cameras all over the place, especially in casinos. Maybe he’ll get lucky and find all of you on video.”
“Yup, then maybe we can get rid of my uncle’s complaint sooner than later. I’ll announce a pack meeting for tomorrow morning. For now, I just want to eat and play with Daniel before he goes to sleep.”
“Sounds good to me. I could use a little nookie time,” said Steel as he nuzzled Jackson’s earlobe.
“You better hope your parents wore Daniel out if you want me alone.”
“I know they have. I left instructions with my father.”
Jackson reached up and kissed the lips driving him insane with need. “That’s what I love about you babe, always thinking ahead.”
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Entering his bedroom, Kieran needed relief fast. Ripping open his jeans, his cock was finally free from its confined space, bobbing up against one of his favorite t-shirts.
Kieran had one thing and one thing only in his brain—getting rid of the ache that had taken up residence in his cock and balls.
With one hand pumping his hard, leaking cock, he used the other to push his tight jeans and then nearly fell as they got tangled in his feet.
Growling in frustration, he finally kicked himself free and made it to the bed.
Falling back on it, closing his eyes, he sunk into the comforter while his other hand fondled his tight balls.
Groaning at the sensations flowing through his body, Kieran was on the precipice of an orgasm—yet he fought it, wanting to savor the denial.
Each stroke of his hand down his rigid cock ignited a firestorm in his body as thoughts of Logan filled his mind with images so vivid, his eyes shot open, sure he would find Logan on top of him.
A shot of disappointment flashed over him when he saw no one.
He wanted, no he needed Logan and he didn’t know how long he could hold off before he jumped him and demanded to be taken.
Closing his eyes, Kieran invited Logan to join him again.
Then his mind saw Logan leaning over him, those beautiful lips sucking and biting his nipples before moving up his chest to his neck and jaw, finally reaching his mouth.
Kieran felt the bruising pressure of Logan devouring his lips before biting one, causing a shot of pain to race down to Kieran’s groin, forcing him to thrust his hips up and down.
Crying out in need, Kieran’s hand tightened its grip as his other hand released his balls and crept toward his beautiful pink hole.
Pressing the pads of his fingertips against it, his cock reacted to the pleasure from the sensitive nerves surrounding it.
Breaching his hole and finding his prostate, Kieran moaned, holding off his orgasm as his groin muscles tightened.
Now that Logan was finally in bed with him, Kieran wanted it to last. He slowed his hand, tugging his cock almost leisurely as one, then two and finally three fingers breached his hole.
Finger fucking himself, Kieran swore he could feel Logan’s big, thick cock in him, bringing him pleasure he’d never had before.
As the need in him rose to dizzying heights, Kieran sped up the pumping of his cock and the thrusting of his fingers.
Whimpering with the need to be taken by Logan, he pressed down on his prostate at the same time he thrust his cock through the tight hole of his hand.
No longer able to contain his need and desire, Kieran called out to Logan, begging him to let him come.
And as Logan whispered in his mind, Kieran exploded, his cum spurting out of him, covering his hand and t-shirt.
Floating up among the stars, Kieran felt his body transcend to another place where he lingered in a pleasurable state for a long, long time.
Opening his eyes to the setting sun, Kieran sat up and groaned.
He needed a shower and a reason why he’d changed clothes, because Theo and Norman would notice.
After removing his cum-soaked shirt, Kieran used it to clean up as best he could before throwing it, and his jeans into the hamper.
He stepped into the shower and let the almost scalding water flow over him, seeking and finding his place of serenity which allowed him to forget the past. Closing his eyes, he slowly soaped up his body, letting his fingers run over each rise and valley.
Loving the feeling, he started to sing the ancient chants given to the first Shaman by the gods.
The soulful lyrics, unheard by anyone else, rose through the house searching and seeking the one they were meant for. And then they found him.
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Logan was deep in thought, studying the initial floor plan he’d drawn for Cody’s home for boys.
It wasn’t right, and he threw his pencil down in frustration.
Turning the drawing upside down, Logan hope to find the problem but all he saw was an upside-down floorplan.
Snorting, he said to no one, “What the fuck did you think would happen?” Reaching down to palm his ever-hard cock, he scowled at all the drawings in front of him.
Something was blocking his creative juices and he was afraid they wouldn’t return until he fucked a certain pink-loving twink.
Pissed at what was happening to him, Logan was eager to pin all his woes on Kieran.
Ever since Dakota’s visit, Logan’s brain was consumed by the possibility he’d found his Fated Mate.
So much so, he took a break and did some research—accessing the Universal Paranormal High Council online library trying to find out how a shifter knew his mate.
What he learned convinced him he hadn’t found a Fated Mate because he was actually turned off by Kieran’s scent.
He certainly had no desire to bury his nose in Kieran’s neck and inhale deeply as he’d seen his twin do to Steel so many times.
However, if he disregarded his aversion to Kieran’s scent, his desire to take Kieran and fuck him until he couldn’t walk for the next week definitely screamed Fated Mate along with his endless hard cock.
Logan looked down at the offending member that had been driving him crazy for the past two weeks and knew he had to make a decision because he couldn’t keep this up.
Maybe if he fucked Kieran once, he could get it out of his system and find some relief from the turmoil he was in.
But as soon as that thought entered his head, he knew he wouldn’t do it because Cody would kill him.
Logan leaned back in his chair and gazed out the window as he absentmindedly reached into his sweatpants and tugged on his cock.
Letting go all his thoughts, he watched the eagles fly, searching for any prey they could find to take back to their nests.
Letting his mind fly free with the birds, Logan finally relaxed for the first time since Kieran arrived.
That’s when he heard the first strains of ancient Irish music wrapping itself around him before finding its way into his soul.
As the music rose and fell, Logan felt surrounded by a love so strong it nearly caused him to faint.
He sat still, not daring to move, afraid the music would disappear and leave him alone once again.
Closing his eyes, he listened as more music filled his soul, bringing him warmth and happiness, replacing all the loneliness that had taken root ever since childhood.
How long he’d heard the music, Logan didn’t know, but time had ceased to exist as he was cocooned in a world he never knew existed.
Tension was stripped from his body, his cock softened, his muscles relaxed, and his heart felt the siren’s call.
In a state of euphoria, Logan couldn’t move or think; the songs slowly embedding themselves into his heart and soul.
He now knew what he’d been missing his whole life and he wanted more of it.
Somehow Logan found himself lying on his sofa. Whatever spell the music had cast, it allowed him to dwell on the feelings it evoked in him, knowing it was exactly what he needed. As the ancient words floated in the air, Logan fell into a deep, dreamless sleep, and the music slowly faded.
Below, Kieran stepped from his shower and rubbed himself dry with a heated towel.
He was surprised when the music burst forth, but as it left his mouth, his spirit followed it and Kieran finally realized why he was brought to the Blackwood Pack.
While the thought excited him, he’d be lying to himself if he also wasn’t worried.
How and when it happened was still unknown, but one thing he did know—he had to be in Scotland by next week.
“Come in,” Kieran called out in response to the knock at his door. Emerging from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, he saw Theo and Norman sitting on his bed. Luckily, he’d removed all evidence of his impromptu pleasuring before taking his shower.
“Another shower, Ki?” asked Theo.
Changing the subject, Kieran said, “Hey…did you enjoy cooking with Dakota today?”
“Yup, and you are going to eat the steaks I made, so hurry up and get dressed. Dinner’s ready, and you won’t want to miss my food.”
Chuckling, Kieran said, “I think Cody put you exactly where you really want to be.” Pulling on his skinny jeans and a cotton turtleneck top, Kieran looked briefly in the mirror and finger combed his hair into place. “Okay, let’s go and see what you made.”