Page 30 of The Doctor's Wolf: Part Two
“It’s good to have a pack, isn’t it?”Gordon asked.It was a thought that popped into his mind suddenly, a realization, really.“Vampires don’t have packs, but maybe we should.Maybe we should know to take care of the people around us instinctively.”
Adler gave him a quizzical look.“Is that the cocktails talking?Mil, I think you should put less rum into Gordon’s cocktails from now on.Mate or not, I think he might be a lightweight like Heath.”
Mil shook her head.“Clement said I did it just right.He said I have a gift and not to let anyone say I don’t.But don’t you have a pack, Gordon?Adler, Gordon is your mate.”
Adler hummed.“He is, and yes, he does.He’s just not as good at knowing that instinctively, because he’s a vampire, that’s all.They’re a little silly like that sometimes.”
“Ah,” Mil said as if all this made perfect sense.
Adler underlined that with one of his smiles, his eyes going all dark and hungry, not the kind of hungry physical love could ever sate.Gordon felt something, a tingling where his mate bite was, silvery tooth marks to remind him he was not alone anymore.
He looked back over his shoulder at Mil, who smiled a shy little smile, then at Adler.
“Are you guys saying…”
Adler chuckled.“Yeah.”
“Y-you’re my pack?”
“Yeah.”
Gordon, for whatever reason, teared up a little bit.Okay, maybe more than a little bit,he thought as he began full-on crying.
“Gordon?”Mil asked from the back seat, voice uncertain and trembling.
“Fine, I’m fine.”
I’m more than fine.Why the hell am I crying?And why the fuck would anyone ever think that werewolves shouldn’t be with vampires?We might have been made for one another.I’m going to fuck those conspirators up.Well, I’ll send Maxim to fuck them up.They have no right to judge us or anyone else.
Gordon sniffled, then hurriedly wiped his eyes when he heard Mil cry from the back seat, just a small cry much like his own.
Adler growled and frowned.“Oh, what the hell?Why are the two of you… Never mind, just let it out.”
Calm as only a second in command could be, Adler parked in the lot of his building and killed the engine.Then, he opened his glove box and pulled out some tissues, handing them to Gordon.
“There you go, sweetheart.Share with the rest of the pack, okay?”
Gordon laughed through his tears.“Okay.Thanks.”
He handed Mil a few tissues.Adler waited for them to finish, and Gordon realized that made him love the werewolf even more.
Chapter 16
Adlerhadbeensignedup to take care of a little wolf, and he had expected difficulties.What he had not expected was having to deal with both his mate and the little wolf in question breaking out in tears for no good reason at all on the vampire’s part, and possibly sympathy mixed with her own pain in Mil’s case.
“Sweetheart?”he said, still sitting behind the wheel but pulling Gordon close after unbuckling the vampire’s seat belt.“Mil, calm down.You’re fine.You’re both fine.”
“Sorry,” Gordon sniffled even as Adler cradled Gordon’s head against his own neck and savored his mate’s rose scent, mixed with the bitterness of stress.“I just hadn’t thought—”
“Is Gordon o-okay?”Mil said from the back seat, wiping away her own tears and confirming this was a sympathy cry with a pack member.
What an excellent question,Adler thought, but instead turned as best he could and looked to Mil.“He’s fine, Mil.Just overwhelmed.And I didn’t mean to tell you to stop crying.Obviously, cry when you feel like crying.”
“I’m fine if G-Gordon’s okay,” Mil said, cradling her book and bunny close.
Adler sighed.At least, Willa had made sure he didn’t have to cook, and so Adler had ample time to deal with the two of them.He rocked his mate against him while Mil calmed down and reached forward to stroke Gordon’s blue and white-tipped hair.
Gordon was left to feel properly ridiculous while Adler was busy getting Mil fed and then putting her to bed in his guest room.The case file Gordon had open on his laptop barely kept his attention.
