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  Valentino was panting on the ground, holding his fucked-up legs and glaring at Dontae. “You sick, naked fuck!”

  Dontae kicked him in the head and knocked him out.

  Darik and Nathaniel shifted back, but Eli stayed half-wolf and sauntered to the door to keep watch.

  “Okay,” Darik announced. “Tommy. You’re going to go to the police station and tell them Valentino tried to shoot you, so you shot him first. See, you were going to tell on him about the robbery, understand? So he was going to kill you. You shot him in the legs out of self-defense because you’re not a killer. You didn’t want to take his life. You had no choice but to shoot, so you aimed low.”

  Gaping at the gun in his hands, Tommy realized his prints were now on it. “Shit!”

  Nathaniel picked up from there. “The police will give you mercy for this and for your confession. They might even offer you a deal for your full cooperation.”

  Dontae added, “You will be followed and we have friends in the department.”

  Darik brought it home. “If you don’t do as we’re telling you and turn yourself in, we’ll be back. If you’re not here, it won’t matter. We’ll find you again, and we won’t be as merciful.”

  Eli ran over, bent down and snarled in Tommy’s face for effect. Tommy cowered and screamed, “Okay! Okay!!!”

  The addicts were on their way to the Precinct at 306 W. 56th Street within fifteen minutes.

  Covertly making their exit, fully clothed, the pack left to have a preplanned drink at The Pony bar in Hell’s Kitchen. They did this to explain their being in the neighborhood if spotted on camera, and there were many at The Pony. Perfect alibi if anything went wrong. The truth was, they didn’t have friends at the precinct, but neither did drug addicts. If Tommy or Valentino cried werewolf, their claims would be written off as hallucinations or flat out lies.

  More than one beer each went down the hatch over the course of an hour. They didn’t discuss what happened because they couldn’t in public, and they might not ever want to, anyway. It was a tense night. More so than the others because if a body had to be buried, that complicated things. But Darik had the support of his friends that night—unlike Nate back then—and all went as planned, for the most part.

  Nate looked over and caught Darik quietly staring. “What?”

  “Thank you.”

  Nathaniel smiled. “I knew what you were going through. Remember?”

  Darik nodded. “That’s what’s been on my mind. I’m sorry we weren’t there to help you.”

  Nathaniel shrugged and glanced around his friend’s faces. “There was no choice.”

  “Yeah. Now I understand.” Darik took a sip of Guinness. “I want to go see her.”

  “Well, let’s at least finish our beers first.” Eli clinked his bottle of Bass Ale against Darik’s pint. “Remember just days ago how you were complaining we never spend any time together?”

  Darik laughed and a huge weight lifted. “You’ve got a gift, Eli.”

  “Thank God I’ve got one,” Eli said, dryly.

  So they stayed for another two hours, like the old days. Nathaniel yanked out his phone and called his driver. “Nigel, buddy. We’re hammered. Come get us.”

  They climbed out of the dark booth and headed for the door. Eli and Nathaniel led the way, Dontae behind.

  “Hey, D. I idolize you, just so you know.”

  Dontae cocked an eyebrow sideways. “Is that right?”

  “Yeah. All you guys. You’re my family.”

  “That’s what we are,” Dontae quietly agreed. “Family.”

  “And we’ve got a new member,” Darik offered with a chuckle he knew would irritate his friend.

  Dontae inhaled deeply. “Looks like we do.” Darik threw his arm around him. “Don’t touch me.”

  Darik laughed, gave him a quick squeeze and let him go.

  Chapter Sixteen

  He should have called her by now.

  She’d heard all about what they’d done while Darik was in a deep sleep. She’d heard their plan and knew where they were going. She’d then said goodbye after finding all that out, plus learning that werewolves are real, they fight crime in New York City, and she was in love with one. It was a lot. And now it had been hours and hours and still no phone call.

  While she didn’t doubt they were really scary and powerful, a gun is a gun.

  Nervously pacing, she nearly jumped out of her skin when the phone rang. Snatching it up from the small dining table, Talia stared at it then exhaled deep disappointment.

  She swiped to answer. “Hey.”

  Jonas was in the opposite mood. “Hey Gorgeous! We’re around the corner from your house and we are DRUNK! Get over here. NOW.”

  She smiled ruefully. “After the last hangover? No thanks.”

  “You cannot stay home one more night all by yourself, Tal. Get your ass in some high heels and get over here.”

  “My ass wouldn’t fit in heels. My feet might.”

  “Har dee har har. Now come over! I’ll text you the address.”

  She sat down and started opening her mail, her phone tucked into her shoulder. “I think I’ll stay home, thanks.”

  “Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?” he fake-whined over the live music in the background.

  She set the envelope down, unable to focus. “I don’t want to drink tonight.”

  “Then come out and just be with us.”

  “I’m going to stay in.”

  “No, you're not.”

  “Yes, I am.”

  “Talia Irizarry!”

  “Okay!” she shouted on a laugh. “I met someone, okay? He told me he’d call me tonight and I want to stick around and bite my fingernails waiting for him. Happy now?”

  “You WHAT???!!!” he cried out. “When did this happen?”

  She knew Jonas well enough to know he needed details and would not rest until he had them. “I met him grocery shopping.”

  “Married?”

  She laughed. “No! He’s not married.”

  “Hang on. Andre is saying something. What? I’m talking to Talia. Oh. Andre says he’s sorry for the shots the other night.”

  “Tell him I will never forgive him. Yet somehow I still love him.”

  “She says she loves you.” Jonas returned to her. “Honey, you can’t sit around waiting for some guy to call.”

  Her phone beeped and she looked to see who was trying to call through. “Jonas, he’s on the other line!”

  “Oh my God! Well, go get him!” Jonas hung up.

  Grinning like a teenage girl, she took the new call. “Hello?”

  Darik’s voice was deep and very sexy. “How’s your evening been?”

  He’s alive!!

  “Good.” She fingered the envelope, turning it over and over. “Some friends are around the corner drinking, but I thought I’d stay in tonight.”

  “Ah. Can I come over?”

  Are you kidding me?! YES!!!!

  She kept her tone calm and casual. “Sure. I’ll text you the address.”

  “I’ve already got it.”

  She stifled a laugh. “Of course you do.”

  Sounding charmingly embarrassed he explained, “Eli wrote it down when he dropped you off that night.”

  “He did?” She smiled, feeling Eli was on her side and had been without her even knowing. “Okay then. Come on over.”

  He hung up without saying goodbye and she almost threw the phone in the air with happiness. But then she looked around.

  Oh shit.

  The place was a mess. All the discarded outfits from earlier were on her bed. There were dishes in the sink. The place looked like a shoebox compared to Dontae’s, and she freaked out, running to put things away and make it at least somewhat presentable.

  One minute later there was a knock on the door. With her arms full of clothes ready to shove in the closet, she turned toward the sound. “Hello?”

  Darik’s muffled voice came back, “It’s me.”

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bsp; Her jaw dropped. She threw the clothes into the closet, slammed the door and ran to let him in, swearing under her breath for being such a slob. “Hi!”

  “Hey.” He leaned against the doorframe with a mischievous smirk, one hand scratching his ginger beard as he checked out her pajama shorts and tank. “I was outside your building when I called.”

  “I see that.” A slow grin drifted from her. “Very sneaky.”

  He shrugged. “I like to keep you on your toes.”

  “Oh, is that what you like to do?”

  His suit jacket pulled at the seams as he grabbed the doorframe with both hands and leaned in very close to her face, eyes locked on her, smile gone. “Can I come in?”

  She answered with a kiss that lasted. Darik let go of the door and pulled her to him, crushing her against his chest. He kissed her all the way into the apartment and kicked the door shut. Without warning she was lifted off the ground and kissed all the way to the bed, too. He tossed her onto it and she yelped in surprise, bouncing softly. “My place is a mess!”

  “Shhhhh.”

  He undid the buttons of Dontae’s borrowed jacket, slid out of it and dropped it to the floor. The shirt came off next, the tiny stitches she’d sewn herself looking odd woven into flawless white skin. He caught her staring at them and glanced down. “Yeah. It’s still healing on the inside. I can feel the membranes coming together even now. It’s almost done though. So weird.”

  Marveling at him, she slipped off her tank top without really thinking about it. But then his eyes shot wide open. Surprised, she glanced down at her naked breasts and realized…this was the first time he was seeing them.

  He dropped onto his knees, staring. As his hands opened and approached her, her breath hitched. Her dark nipples hardened in tiny points and she could not breathe. He traced the shape with feathery touches and she shivered involuntarily. He lifted each breast with such gentleness, as though he might break her were he to apply too much pressure. He leaned down, the shoulders of his muscles shifting as he brought her right nipple to his open lips. He licked it, took a taste. His tongue was hot and he circled that sensitive flesh. He didn’t seem to have an end goal in mind, either, which was a new sensation for one used to men rushing to the finish line. He just licked the taut nipple as though it was all he wanted to do. It made her wake up to him in a way she never had, her nipple becoming so sensitive she felt tingles between her legs.

  She could feel that he loved her.

  He slipped an arm around her back for support, and she gave into it, leaning back, neck exposed and her long hair falling behind her. He pressed his lips over her heart and moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. He took his time there, too, as if he had nowhere better to be, ever.

  After a long while, Darik kicked off his shoes and socks, slipped out of the borrowed pants and laid her down. He slid off her shorts, spreading her legs and running the pad of his middle finger up her swollen folds. She closed her eyes on the sensation. “So wet,” he murmured as he leaned down to kiss the soft, dark hair. He kissed all the way around her pussy, pressing his lips firmly against the rarely touched, naked flesh there in her inner thighs. “I have to taste you.” He slid his hot tongue very, very slowly up from just below her opening all the way to her pink little pearl. He focused on that sensitive spot, giving it little flicks on one side until she ached so badly. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her up off the bed, devouring her pussy until she cried out over and over, the climax beyond anything she’d ever felt.

  Quivering in his arms, with both of them lying on their sides facing one another, she began to cry. He frowned and wrapped their legs together then touched her face, silently asking why.

  “I was worried about you.”

  “My going to Hell’s Kitchen?” She nodded. “No more tears. I’m here.”

  “That’s why I’m crying,” she whispered on a gentle laugh.

  He grinned, emotion reflected in his blue eyes. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

  She wished she could believe him. “I’m sorry I’m so fragile. I’m not normally like this. It’s been a big day.”

  “Yeah, it has.” He kissed her wet cheek and murmured, “So, to change the subject…”

  “Please!”

  “Who do you want to invite to the wedding?”

  She froze, eyes wide. “Wedding…wait, what?” She lifted herself on her elbow.

  He grabbed her in a flash, rolled on top of her and spread her legs with his. As he entered her with skilled speed, she gasped and her back arched. “How’s Tuesday?” He pressed deeper inside her. She moaned at his size, momentarily distracted.

  “Not fair.” she murmured, fingernails pressing into his forearms. “You’re using your body to manipulate me.”

  “What part of my body am I using?”

  She smiled. “Your huge cock.”

  He nodded and she thought she might cum right then as his eyes began to glow. He stiffened as she tightened around him. He groaned, “You feel so good.”

  Through parted waiting lips she whispered, “I want to invite my best friend.”

  He gave two hard thrusts, then asked, “What’s her name?” Two more thrusts.

  Talia gasped and dug her nails in deeper until he winced. “Jonas.”

  Darik paused and buried himself to the hilt. “I’m sorry. What? Your best friend is a man?” She opened her mouth, begging for a kiss. He waited for an answer. “Uh uh, no. Who is this guy?”

  She let go of his arms and grabbed his ass, pulling her hips up to bring him in deeper. “He’s gay,” she grinned. “Don’t look so jealous.”

  Darik chuckled and pounded her hard a few times, groaning and working her body with his. He stopped and panted, “Anyone else?”

  She stared at the beads of sweat sliding down his beautiful neck. “My mother can’t be here by Tuesday. She’s going to kill me.”

  “She’ll get over it.” Darik moved his hips in circles. “Right?”

  She would have agreed to rob the White House right about now. “Yeah. Totally. She’ll barely care.”

  He rammed into her five times in a row, his ass tightening under her fingers with every thrust rougher than the last. Then he grinned, “That’s what I thought.”

  She started to laugh but he fucked her into silence, falling onto her to bury his teeth into her neck as she came again. His cock pulsed his climax into her as he held her hostage with his bite. She felt the same inability to move as she’d experienced earlier. The sensation was so beautiful that she never, ever wanted him to stop.

  He slept over and maybe it was because he was still healing, she didn’t know, but he fell asleep so soundly that he didn’t notice her tracing the lines of his face with the pad of her index finger for what seemed like hours, never so happy in her entire life.

  Chapter Seventeen

  “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me. I can’t believe we’re here again,” Dontae muttered, slipping his hands in his black Hugo Boss suit.

  All four wolves wore their best suits today, this time Darik with a white tie and them with black. They all stood with their backs to the door of the City Clerk’s office, Darik in the middle. “Why mess with tradition?” he smirked. “Only I’m not as nervous as you two fucks were.”

  Nathaniel and Eli chuckled. “We always said you were different.”

  “Shut it,” he laughed. His spirits could not be hampered. “This has gotta be the happiest day of my life.”

  “Blech,” Dontae mumbled.

  In the distance Rose and Michelle’s voices sounded through the echoing acoustics of City Hall, four pair of heels heading this way. The wolves exchanged a glance, and Eli clapped a hand on Darik’s shoulder, holding it there. “Ready?”

  “Ready.”

  A flamboyant male voice bounced their way before they could see who’d it originated from. Jonas was trying to whisper, “I don’t see what’s the big hurry? Why get married if you’re not pregnant? I mean…” He fa
iled miserably to hide his remonstrations since these four could hear anything and everything in the near vicinity. As soon as Jonas turned the corner and clapped eyes on the four wolves standing side by side, the young male nurse’s jaw comically dropped. “What. The. Fuck.” He grabbed Talia’s arm and whispered in her ear, “Okay. Now I get it. Lock it down, honey!”

  Eli, Nate, and even Dontae had a hard time not laughing. Darik was staring at his future wife and had barely heard her friend. She wore a long white gown that fit her curves like it was made for her. It was vintage, maybe from the thirties. Her hair was long and flowing just as he’d requested it to be.

  Rose, Michelle and Jonas were in dresses that matched in only one way, they were fire engine red. Jonas even had on heels. He shoved Talia’s bouquet into her distracted hands and said, “Go get him,” as Rose and Michelle smiled at their newest addition to their odd little family.

  Talia separated from them and walked to Darik. “Hey you.” He stared at her, unable to speak. “I look okay?” Her eyes knew the answer.

  He cleared his throat. “You’re stunning,” he whispered.

  “It’s my grandmother’s,” she said, gently pulling up a side of the flowing fabric. It rustled as she let it go.

  He wrapped one arm around her and was about to kiss her when Eli and Nate yanked him back.

  “No no.”

  “You can wait five minutes.”

  He laughed and shook them off. “Okay, okay!” Offering her his arm, he gave a little bow. “May I lead you to your wedding?”

  Talia grinned and nodded, biting her bottom lip.

  Dontae opened the door for them. “Allow me.”

  Darik gave him a look that said everything about how he felt, that his best friend was finally on board for his happiness. “Thank you.” He received a small chin dip in response.

  As the group filed in, another couple was leaving, big smiles on their faces, too. Darik watched them go. Eli stepped around to practically attack the County Clerk.

 

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