I’m not sure when I’ll finish this one…bwahahahhaha
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Kief curled up in a sofa and opened his senses. He never told anyone he could sense all of the wolf shifters in the universe. Sinking into his senses he let the world swirl around him.
Kief opened his eyes to examine the shifter kneeling before him. “Tito, what can I help you with?”
“I would like to join your pack.”
“Would you?” Kief had mentally dismissed Tito as one of the ones who’d leave.
“Yes, alpha.” He tilted his head to one side.
Tito frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, why do you want to join this pack?”
“All of my friends and family are here. If I go elsewhere I will have to start over.” Tito flushed as if he hadn’t expected Kief to ask him.
“And what do you offer to me?”
“Don’t you need wolves?”
Kief shrugged. “Not really. I can always hire humans to take care of the pack house. It would be nice to be alpha of an actual pack but I’m not going to accept a bunch of ingrates who are going to be more of a pain in the ass and make my life difficult.” Kief made sure his words echoed through the house. Everyone should know that just being a body wasn’t worth the hassle.
“May I touch your face?”
Tito leaned back a bit. “Why?”
“I want to feel your connection. If you belong elsewhere I want you to go there.”
“And how will you know?”
“I just do.” Kief wasn’t going to discuss his abilities he had no connection to Tito at this point. The guy could walk away and Kief would feel nothing.
Tito took a deep breath and scooted closer.
Kief sat up and placed his hands on either side of Tito’s face. Sinking into his meditation he let his power roll through their connection. He let his ability to find links between wolves flow through him. Tito jerked a bit but settled quickly. A flash of white sparkled in his eyes.
“What’s that,” Tito whispered.
“Your mate,” Kief said in a quiet voice. He didn’t want to break the connection.
“Where is she?”
Kief focused on narrowing in. A gasp left him. “Wait, I know her.”
He lifted his hands from Tito’s face.
“No!” He tried to grab Kief’s hands back.
“Hold!” Kief pushed his alpha power into Tito and froze him where he kneeled.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He pulled the number off his favorite list and pressed the button. “Sarah I need you to come to Seattle.”
“Why? What’s going on?”
“I’ve found your mate.” No point in beating around the bush.
“What?” Sarah shrieked. “Forget it.”
“Get your ass here now!” Kief pushed some alpha power into his voice not giving her any more chance to say no.
“Fine but I’m not bonding unless I like the guy.” She sulked.
“Fair enough.” Kief wouldn’t make anyone be mates if they truly didn’t wish to be bound.
He hung up after saying his goodbyes then turned his attention back to Tito. “She’s coming.”
Tito licked his lips, a sheen of sweat beaded his forehead. “You know her?”
“Yes, she’s a prosecuting attorney, tough as nails but a kinder hearted person I’ve never met. She volunteers at the soup kitchen after she rips the balls off her competition.”
“Um,” Tito paled.
He took pity on the poor wolf. He patted Tito on the shoulder. “It’ll be fine. Now why don’t you go get some sleep?”
“Yes, thank you Alpha.” The weaker wolf immediately folded beneath Kief’s suggestion. Tito wouldn’t be a strong wolf but he would be a loyal one to the pack.
Tito stood and walked away.
“Can you do that for anyone?”
Kief pulled himself from his inner contemplation to see a group of the old pack watching him.
“Find our mates.”
Kief shrugged. “Not always. Sometimes a mate doesn’t want to be found. Sometimes they haven’t been born.”
“But if we were in this pack you’d help find our mates.”
He took a moment before he spoke. “I’m not going to find your mates only for you to leave. I’m not in in matchmaking business.”
The trio came toward him. Kief didn’t bother to stand up. He didn’t need to prove his alpha-ness, besides standing wouldn’t make him any taller than the three men towering over him.
“Isn’t it your duty to help all shifters?”
“Don’t mistake me for a charity. I only came here to kill your old alpha not take over your pack. They are supposed to send someone to come here.”
“You claimed Tito,” one shifter said.
“He needed claiming. Besides, I’ll hand him over to his mate and move on. I don’t stay. I’m the council troubleshooter. I come in, clean up messes and move on. Don’t worry, you won’t be stuck with me.”
Kief knew what the others think. They saw a young man with sparkles and unashamedly out of the closet and thought they could treat him like dirt beneath their feet. Unfortunately for them Kief was a tough bastard and would wipe the ground with them.
“What if we want to keep you?”
Kief laughed, the sound harsh and broken-hearted. “No one wants to keep me.”
Dark memories threatened to crowd him. A shattered heart he knew he’d never find all the pieces to properly put back together.
The doorbell rang.
Kief smiled. “That must be my replacement.”
He tried not to let the sense of disappointment filter through. Just once he’d like to find a home of his own. Halfway to the door a scent hit him. A low growl rolled up his throat. No.
Bracing himself he marched up and opened the door. The past year vanished as his gaze clashed with a pair of hard dark eyes. “Rexford.”
“Babe,” Rexford’s deep voice rolled through him, an unexpected ache twisted his broken heart, squeezing it tight.
Before he could get another word out Rexford Stiles used his super speed to wrap an arm around Kief and yanked him closer.
Kief opened his mouth to shout, to scream, to do something completely unlike the calm alpha he’d been so far but Rex kissed him. Not the hard kiss he’d expected but a tender, softer brush of lips that sank into his soul like a warm blanket wrapping him in a fuzzy safety net.
The words slid into Kief’s mind in a voice not his own. He jerked back and stepped away.