Page 19 of Healing His Darkness
“Oh, I’m in trouble, well actually her and her family are in trouble, but if she’s in trouble I’m in trouble.” I sit back hard against the chair I’m sitting as the realization of what I just said really sinks in. Because I mean every damn word, whatever affects her affects me.
“Wow he’s got it bad.” I hear Stonewall chuckle out.
“Yeah man I do, and I owe all you fuckers an apology so here it is, I’m sorry, there now moving on.” Lots of chuckles follow my declaration, and a few grumbles from the unmated assholes at the table.
“Stone, do you know of any other jaguar’s in the Dallas area? This is very important; we can’t do shit until we have that answer.” I’m not willing to risk George or her family if there’s a chance that Rodney does have back up like he claims.
“Nah, the closest jags are in Cali man. After we took out my dad’s people, they contacted me asking if I was planning to take over his territory. Told them fuck no, I didn’t want shit to do with anything that was his. They seemed pretty relieved; I’m guessing dear old dad didn’t make many friends with them. Why?” It feels like a fucking boulder was just lifted off my chest that means Rodney fucking Churchill didn’t have any back up. Smiling I know I’m going to end him and in turn end his hold over my new family.
“That’s what I needed to hear brother; you just took a lot of worry away with those words. So, here’s what’s been going down. George was dating this asshole coyote shifter, Rodney Churchill. Thinks he’s a real big-time thug, got himself a little pack that runs with him. They jumped me late last night when I took George home.” There are some angry murmurs, but I continue, and I tell them everything. I tell them about the loan, about Rodney cheating on George, about him doubling and tripling the interest, and about the final deal he gave Clay. There are lots of angry growls mixed in with angry cursing going on.
“When do you need us there brother? Because we sure as hell aren’t going to let you take this shit on by yourself.” I knew they would be there for me when I needed them. Even though I was a complete ass before I left, I still knew I could count on my club to back me up. That’s what family does, that’s what our brotherhood is all about, we’re there for each other.
“As soon as you can get here, but can you bring the girls with you?” I know it’s a big ask considering they could be put in danger, but I’m thinking George might need some support after I change her.
“Dude we aren’t bringing the club whores with us. What the fuck is wrong with you?” I’m so flabbergasted by his assumption as I sit there speechless for a moment.
“I thought you said you found your mate. You don’t bring whores around your mate; they don’t like that shit.” Stonewall sounds offended on behalf of George, already in big brother mode.
“Not the club whores, your mates.” I seethe through my teeth.
“Believe me just holding her is better than being with a fucking club whore. Ain’t none of them getting near this dick ever again.” I can hear some of the unmated assholes calling me “pussy whipped”, “pussy”, and a liar.
“Fuck y’all, you wait till you get knocked on your ass by your mate.” Lots of declarations of that’s never happening to them, and I can’t help but laugh because that was me just a few days ago. It’s amazing how once your mate comes into your life everything just feels right.
“George is human, she was adopted by Clay and his wife Faith.” Wraiths mumbled approval tells me he knows where I’m going with this.
“She wants me to claim her, but I was born a shifter. I don’t know if I can help with the transition.” Hell, I’ll admit it I’m afraid of what will happen when she transforms. When Angel transformed the first time it was scary as fuck.
“It’s a good idea, we’ll bring them. Well, all except Kam, she still on a contract. It will be good for her to have a support system around her when she changes the first time.” Wraith agrees, we make plans for them to travel up the next day and say our goodbyes. Walking down the stairs to the kitchen, I smell something that can only be described as divine. My girl is bent over the oven, her ass molded in a pair of jeans my dick is rock hard in less than a second at the sight. A growl escapes before I can stop it and the asshole speaks to me.
Mine. Claim her.Don’t worry big guy she’s ours, just a little longer and we’ll claim her.
I need her as much as he does, the longer I’m in her presence the harder it is to resist claiming her. ButI need Rodney completely out of the picture before I claim her. How could I have possibly believed that Summer was my mate? What I felt for Summer was like a rainstorm compared to the tsunami of feelings I have for George. I owe Summer a huge apology, she knew, and I refused to see the truth.
14
GEORGE
Ican feel his eyes on me before I even turn around. It’s like as soon as he’s in the room with me I can feel him, like the energy in the room becomes electrified. How can I feel this pull for another person so soon? It’s scary, it’s exciting, it’s exhilarating, but mostly it’s scary. I’ve given my heart before; it was nearly shattered to pieces. Rooster has the ability to break me completely and that scares the shit out of me.
“Hello beautiful.” His voice is like a caress against my skin, causing goosebumps to break out all over my body.
Setting the roast on the stove, I turn to face him. His eyes spark with interest as his gaze rakes over me from head to toe. My nipples harden to stiff peaks against my bra, every breath I take making them rub against the lace sending tiny shocks waves through my body. Arousal courses through my body, my pussy is practically weeping for his cock. Before I know what’s happening, he’s across the room and I’m in his arms.
“Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to not claim you right this second?” His voice is husky and strained. Suddenly I feel brave, I don’t know if it’s my need for him or if it’s my pussy speaking though.
“I’m not stopping you.” I don’t recognize the breathy neediness in my voice, it’s like another person has taken control of my voice. Our lips crashed together; I can practically feel the sparks that emanate from our lips. Next thing I know he’s lifting me onto the table as he starts to nibble from my chin down my neck until he reaches the shirt I’m wearing.
When he looks up at me, I know I’m not looking into the eyes of Rooster, but his animal is in control. Which is both exhilarating and slightly scary, because Rooster’s already told me it’s hard to control him around me. I know he won’t hurt me, but he could decide to claim me. Not that I would complain, but Rooster wants to wait until he gets rid of Rodney. I don’t want him to do something he’ll regret.
Before I can say anything though he gives me a feral smile right before he rips my shirt in half, I let out a little screech of surprise, but it doesn’t seem to stop him. His eyes zero in on my nipples that are barely covered by my lace bra. He runs his finger over my nipple and a low growl emanates from him.
“Mine.”
“Don’t you even think about it mister. This is my favorite bra; it matches my undies.” His eyes instantly travel down my body zoning in on where said panties are before coming back to my face.
“You have any idea how hard it is to find a cute matching bra and panty set for my size. It’s not like you can get that shit just anywhere.”Getting a bra in my size is hard enough, but getting a matching set is like finding the holy grail.
