Chapter 8
Waking slowly, Cody relished the quiet of the first morning in his mate’s arms and inhaled Dylon’s addicting scent.
He was fully rested. He hadn’t had any visions—the first time he could remember since they became so intense after the massacre.
Stretching out lazily, he felt his cheeks nestling a hard cock.
At the contact he remembered sucking that delightful and delicious cock last night and couldn’t wait to do it again this morning.
Cody was an avowed bottom and had a strong submissive streak in him.
Loving to be overpowered and controlled, he couldn’t have asked for a better mate than the one he was given.
Dylon was large, heavily muscled and, as an enforcer, used to taking charge—all the qualities he loved in a bed partner.
The cherry on top of his sex sundae was his mate’s mastery at giving blow jobs.
The one I got last night was absofuckinglutely the best I ever had!
Shit, I was close to becoming a pig dick!
He’d heard that term describing men who loved blowjobs so much, they never came and had always thought it was an urban myth.
After experiencing Dylon’s skill though, he knew it wasn’t.
Lying against his mate, he smiled at the thought of a future filled with more of his mate’s blow jobs.
Truth be told, Cody loved oral sex just as much as fucking, but had given up on finding someone who could give spectacular mouth action on his dick.
The Fates, though, rewarded him with one who could. Yes, I’m a very contented mate.
Hearing a knock on their bedroom door, Cody frowned.
What the fuck, it’s my claiming morning.
Knowing his mate was still asleep, he slid out from Dylon’s arms, left their bed and pulled on his jeans before padding quietly over to the door.
Opening it a crack, he saw Steel holding Daniel.
“What’s up, man? Don’t you know this is sacred time between me and my mate? ”
“It’s not by choice, fucker. Your Alpha has requested to see you and your mate immediately. It seems Dylon’s mom has been calling ever since early morning.”
Cody chuckled. He could only imagine what had been happening with his mate’s mother. “Yeah, I understand. I have to wake Dylon first. Tell Jackson we’ll be there soon.” Cody leaned out and gave his nephew a loud smacking kiss on his cheek which resulted in a fit of giggles.
“Will do,” said Steel. “See you shortly. I’d like to eat my breakfast in peace, if you catch my drift.”
Cody smirked, “So would I, if you catch my drift!”
Steel growled, “Fuck off,” then turned and walked down the hall.
“Tsk, tsk, better not let Jackson hear you say that in front of you know who,” Cody said, getting a finger in reply.
Closing the door, he leaned against it, looking at his mate who was now staring back.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry, mate, that was Steel, Jackson’s mate.
It seems your mother has been calling since early morning and my brother wants to see us about it. ”
Dylon groaned. That was his mother. All he could hope for was some understanding from his new Alpha. “Yeah, that’s my mom.”
“Oh, don’t worry about it. If I know my brother, he’ll love her just as much as I do.”
Dylon got out of bed and stood before his mate in his naked glory, “I hope some of my clothes were recovered because I don’t think my new Alpha will appreciate me showing up like this.”
Cody’s eyes zeroed in on the sizable cock staring at him and his mouth began to water.
Oh fuck, morning wood! Stalking over to his mate, he kept his eyes laser-trained on his goal.
Reaching Dylon, he fell to his knees and kissed the tip of the cock staring back at him.
Then grasping it with one hand, he ran his tongue over the crown before wrapping his mouth around his favorite sucker.
Leaning forward, he swallowed it bit by bit, causing his mate to whimper with need.
Reaching the base of his mate’s rod, he paused, tickling the cock with his throat muscles before sliding back up.
Looking up at his mate, his lips firmly surrounding Dylon’s cock, Cody winked.
Then he turned back to the task at hand and proceeded to repeat his actions again and again, while listening to the increasing volume of Dylon’s cries of pleasure.
Glancing up again, he saw his mate’s eyes darken with lust and need; his face was filled with passion.
Burying the cock in his throat, Cody grabbed Dylon’s ball sack, holding it to prevent his nuts from retracting.
After hearing a growl of frustration from his mate, Cody’s other hand sought out Dylon’s hole and pressed in—triggering multiple shots of creamy cum that flooded his throat.
Dylon grabbed his mate’s head as he felt his cock shudder in Cody’s throat.
Holy fuck was he ever going to stop? He could feel his balls emptying and when he finally had no more to give, his cock finally stopped pulsating.
Breathing hard, he pulled his mate up and into his arms, kissing him, eager for a taste of himself.
He deepened the kiss as his tongue sought every crevice for drops of his cum that might be hiding.
Never before had he desired this but his mate made Dylon want things he never knew he wanted.
Finally, leaning back, he caught Cody’s bottom lip in his teeth and pulled it before letting it go.
“Thank you, my mate, I want to return the favor, but I think it’ll have to wait until I talk to your brother. Okay with you?”
Cody nodded, knowing Steel would come looking for them if they weren’t in Jackson’s office soon. He could afford to be amenable now, since he’d had some ‘breakfast’. “Let’s check the closet for your stuff.”
After finding some of Dylon’s clothes, they dressed and made their way to Jackson’s office. Knocking and getting permission to enter, Cody opened the door and walked in with Dylon. Pulling the chairs opposite Jackson’s desk together, they sat, shoulders touching as they held hands.
Jackson held up his free hand to Cody and Dylon, while holding his phone to his ear. “Lizzie, Dylon and Cody just walked in. May I speak with them? I promise to call you back as soon as I’m finished.”
“Okay, bye.” Jackson said, before ending the call. Examining his brother, Jackson was glad to see Cody looked better than he had the day before.
Dylon stood and tilted his head to show his respect and submission to Jackson’s authority. “I’m sorry about my Mother, Alpha Blackwood. I did tell them…”
“Sit down, Dylon. I run an informal pack here and while I appreciate your show of respect, it’s not necessary unless you’re being disciplined.
Regarding your mother, your father explained everything to me last night and I do understand her desire to see you and your Fated Mate.
It certainly is a celebration when one is found.
And you have my permission for them to visit. ”
“Thank you, Alpha Black…”
“Call me Jackson.”
“Yes sir, err, Jackson. I appreciate your permission, but I must warn you about my mother. She’s a little…”
Jackson roared with laughter. “A little what? Sweet, protective, determined, happy for her son, overjoyed at you finding happiness…and someone I would never want to cross? Any or all of those?”
Cody snorted. “Go ahead mate, pick one. Me, I’m going to pick all of ‘em and that’s just the result of one phone call. I can’t wait to meet her.”
“Dylon,” said Jackson, “I don’t know your mother very well but from what she said, you are lucky to have her for a mom.
It warmed my heart to hear her fight for the right to meet your mate.
Not every parent welcomes a male mate for their son, but your mother did.
I’m confident my brother will be included under her broad umbrella of love and protection.
And I couldn’t ask for anything better for one of my brothers than that.
But we do need to talk about the secrets of the Blackwood Pack. ”
“Okay” Dylon said, “but you should know I promised my mate I won’t tell my parents anything.”
“Thank you,” said Jackson, “I have thought about it and my concerns focus on my son Daniel and my brother Colton. I assume your parents know you worked for the Silver Point Pack as an enforcer, correct?”
“Yes, they do.”
“And your father is a member of the Universal Paranormal High Council?”
“Yes, Vice Chair.”
“When you spoke to them last night did your father mention the Blackwood Pack’s complaint filed against the Silver Point Pack?”
“No. I didn’t know anything about it until Cody told me last night after my call.”
“Fair enough. Are they going to ask why you left a job you were happy in? At least I assume you were.”
“My mother, no…”
“But your father?” Jackson asked.
Dylon paused, thinking of his father, then said, “Yes, he will ask, particularly because of the complaint on file.”
“What will you say when he does ask you?”
Dylon was stunned. Fuck, of course. That’s the problem.
I can’t tell him about the beatings because that would expose Colton’s power.
He looked at his mate and saw his mate understood the problem immediately.
“I don’t know, sir. But I won’t put Cody’s brothers in danger.
I can’t. Even if it was a possibility, which I assure you it isn’t, it would hurt my mate and my wolf would never forgive me. ”
“Lying is not an option either since your father will detect it, so, in this case, why don’t we figure out how to shave the truth enough so you don’t lie and can satisfy your father while still protecting us.”
“That works for me. The less I say, the better it will be.”
“Okay, but first let’s deal with the matter of my son. I’m sure Cody told you I’m an Alpha/Omega hybrid…the only one in existence…so how are you going to introduce my son, Daniel?”
Dylon, finally happy to show his Alpha he had at least thought about this problem, said, “Nothing more than he is your son. I think my parents will assume you adopted him or used a surrogate. I mean, after all, how likely is it my parents would think you could have a baby. I never heard of it and I’m sure neither did they.
The less said the better it is. Nobody is lying so it shouldn’t be a problem. ”
Jackson mulled it over and mind linked to his mate to get his reaction. Once in agreement, Jackson said, “I think it’s a perfect way to handle it. Steel will make sure his mother is there to act as a buffer regarding any line of questioning that might occur.”
Cody spoke up, “About the other matter, there’s another point we need to consider. Dylon’s father called Josiah looking for his son. According to Dylon’s mother, our uncle told him he would find him and have him call him back.”
“Shit! Tell me how you came to be in the condition you were when Jimmy found you,” said Jackson.
“Well,” Dylon began, then looked at his mate. “Ma moitié, do you want to hear this?”
“Go ahead. I’ve already seen it in a vision.”
“Okay,” Dylon said, squeezing his mate’s hand, turning to Jackson. “Rudy…do you know who Rudy is?”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“Rudy called me into his office and showed me a videotape of me talking about the kill order. He asked me why I talked about pack business to an outsider. I denied it even though the guy on the tape looked like me. Of course, at that time, I didn’t know it was me.
I denied it and pleaded with Rudy to give me time to clear my name. ”
“But he wouldn’t do it, right?” Jackson asked, sure of the answer. He knew Rudy was a mean son-of-a-bitch, a perfect second for his uncle.
“No, instead he had the other enforcers take me to a cell to keep me locked up until I confessed. After several days, the beatings started.” Dylon paused and he heard a small cry from his mate.
Checking to see if he should stop, he continued after receiving a nod from Cody.
“The beatings were so bad I had to shift to heal and then after I did, they’d beat me again.
This kept up for at least a week, maybe more, but I lost track of time in there.
The last time was different because their fists were aimed only at my face and nowhere else.
I remember trying to shield myself but they put a stop to that by holding my arms and legs straight out, so I couldn’t protect myself.
Finally, I must have passed out because I remembered nothing until I woke up in your hospital. ”
Jackson was horrified. Dylon was tortured, no other way to look at it. He glanced over at his brother and saw tears falling from Cody’s eyes.
At that moment, Dylon saw them too and, scooping his mate up in his arms, he hugged him and softly crooned words of comfort in his ear.
“They left you for dead. Every bone in your face was shattered. There wasn’t any way you could shift to heal. The pain caused by your shifting would have killed you. Colton was the only person who could save you,” Jackson said.
“And I am so thankful he did. That’s why I will never reveal his secret or yours to anyone. My parents and I owe you my life…without your help, they would be mourning me.”
“What do you want to do about your old pack?” asked Jackson. “Do you want to file a complaint? I will of course do it in your name.”
“I haven’t even thought that far ahead but my initial feeling is no, I don’t.”
“Why? They tortured you and that’s against the law.”
“I know, but look at me. Would you believe I had been beaten so badly if you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes? No, you wouldn’t. To make my complaint stick, I’d have to reveal how I was healed and that would expose Colton’s power. I can’t do it so please don’t ask me to.”
Jackson was pleased with Dylon’s analysis and conclusion.
He had reached it himself last night but wanted to see how Cody’s mate would act.
And he passed with flying colors. He put Cody first as he should and he demonstrated loyalty to the pack and its secrets.
Now all that was left was shaving the truth.
“Good, I agree. But this is my promise. Someday, my uncle and his second will be made to answer for their actions. Now, let’s figure out what you can say about how you met your Fated Mate.”