Page 14 of I Will Make You Mine
I nodded and lifted Chandler in my arms and left the room. I took him upstairs to my bedroom and placed his shivering body on the bed just in time. He lurched forward and I grabbed the wastepaper basket by the bed.
“Yeah, this is the hard part of the transformation. Go on, get it all out,” I told him as I patted his back while he vomited into the trash can. Once he was finished, he laid back on the bed. “If you puke in my bed… never mind.” I decided not to issue a threat and instead contacted Michelle on my cell to make sure that didn’t happen. She sent me a text letting me know she was on her way. After a few minutes, the knock on my door let me know she was there. I could also smell her.
“Come in,” I called out, and she opened the door and entered my bedroom carrying all the necessary things we’d need to see Chandler through his change. “Listen, I’ve got to talk to the Boss. Take care of this son of a bitch until I get back. Boss has plans for this bastard,” I said, keeping with the plan that Chandler needed to suffer for trying to kill Elijah.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, not asking any questions, which was what she had been trained to do.
I left Chandler in her expert care and headed back down to Deacon’s office. This time, Elijah was in the room and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. I walked over to the sofa and took a seat, putting my feet back up on the coffee table. Deacon was still sitting in the same chair he had been earlier and his eyes were glued to Elijah’s ass the entire time. Hell, I’d admit, the Boss had the fucking goods. I knew the moment Deacon laid eyes on him, he was probably going to fuck the guy’s brains out. Had no idea they were mates at the time.
Elijah sat in the other seat and took a sip of his drink. He hissed a little, then cleared his throat. “Shit’s strong.”
Deacon chuckled. “I don’t buy cheap, bottom shelf liquor.”
“Yeah, I know. Okay, give me updates and please tell me everything that I went through wasn’t for nothing,” Elijah said.
I liked that he’d taken to his position within the pack. A true leader to stand beside Deacon, and it made us stronger as a pack. I had been impressed as fuck when Elijah suggested we set up the human rebel cells to make sure the heat stayed off of Deacon when his initial plan fell through. He earned all of my respect then because he proved he wasn’t just a hot piece of ass Deacon fucked, but a true wolf. I also liked when he passed Judgement on that piece of shit, Duncan. That proved he could make the hard decisions necessary to keep the pack in line.
Deacon cocked an eyebrow and shrugged a shoulder. “The plan, as long as we continue to stick to it, is going smoothly. Théoden tried to press, wanted Chandler right away, but I wouldn’t budge. Fact of the matter is, I don’t owe him or Josef anything and they know it. Me calling them was simply a courtesy.”
“What if he persists?” Elijah asked.
“Truth be told, he could persist all he wants, I owe him nothing. However, to keep the peace between us, I did promise to let them have Chandler once I’m done with him.”
Elijah sat up straight, his mouth opening, but Deacon raised his hand, silencing him.
“I know what you’re going to say, baby, but don’t worry. After I turn him, Elliot and I will put him through physical hell. I plan on leaving scars. We want to make sure he’ll be able to endure whatever they do to him. I’ll only give them twenty-four hours with him. That should satisfy Théoden and Josef.”
“And if it doesn’t?” Elijah asked.
Deacon snorted. “Then fuck them. I did what I could and that’s all they need to know. The heat is off me, that’s all that matters.”
“We need to make sure it stays that way. What about the humans?” Elijah asked.
“They took them, as was the plan.”
“Of course, they know that they are not the ones responsible for killing their wolf and vampire,” Elijah implored.
Deacon nodded. “Yeah, fucking mindreading vampires making everything difficult. But we knew that going in. All they need to know is that those humans believe Chandler was the one who killed their people. And I’m going to solidify that as fact when I reveal certain things only the murderer would know.”
Elijah actually smiled at that, then he turned his head as if he didn’t want to be caught taking glee in Deacon’s deviousness.
“You’re a piece of work, Deacon,” he said finally while shaking his head. He took another sip of whiskey, then scrunched up his face and hissed.
“What about the attack?” I asked.
“Well, that’s another plan in the works,” Deacon said.
“Meaning?” Elijah looked at him, both eyebrows raised.
“I warned them of the pending attack. I’m pretty sure they’ll follow through, especially with the fact that Josef’s mate is Théoden’s vampire son. They’ll be eternally bonded through Dante. I met the motherfucker too. He’s fully converted, gone are the days of his rebellious side. I’ll give it to Théoden, he knows how to break a bitch down,” Deacon said.
“So, it really is true,” I said.
Deacon nodded. “Oh yeah, I caught the full scent of wolf on Dante. Josef’s already marked him. After tonight, they’ll be mated. By the way Josef was taking a back seat to Théoden, it’s safe to bet that he’s Théoden’s lapdog.”
“And that’s what you don’t want to be,” Elijah said.
Deacon shook his head. “And I won’t if I play my cards right.”
