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Chapter 18
He knew it. Mr. Julian would always locate
him. Noway he could live a life without running. He had to get out of there.
“How far away is he?”
Did not matter. Other than how much of a headstart
it gave him.
“Two days out.”
Not bad of a start. Had less in the past,
but had Master John to arrange everything. He was on his own then. Least he would
not have to worry about Master Preston. He could stand on his own. He had the
entire pack to back him up.
“Boy, I can tell what you are thinking and
it will not happen. We are in this together. You are part of this pack. You are
my Alpha Mate. That means this pack stands in front of you. We clear?”
Was not going to allow anyone to give their
lives for him. He was no one. Nothing to sacrifice an entire life for. Nope.
Mr. Julian had done taken too many lives in his journey to eliminate him. No more
would be taken.
“I will keep you tied to this bed if I have
to, Boy.”
His gut said that Master Preston would do
so. They were too connected. There was no way he’d be able to leave. If Master
Preston was not on him, then he would put someone like Jackson on him. He had
many people as huge as Jackson to guard him. Was that a bad thing? No. Would that
keep him safe from Mr. Julian? No. He’d walk right through them. Or buy them
off, then kill them once their backs were turned.
“Jackson, leave us for now. I’ll be out soon
as I can.” A gentle hand brushed across his face, swiping back some hair from
his sweaty face. “He will not get to you my, Mate. I promise you. You and our
son,” his hand swept down to rest over my stomach, “will be fine.”
“Son? Huh?” Never heard anything about a
son? “I’m a man. Can’t have children?” Not humanly . . . ah shit. I’m a
werewolf, not a . . . “Is this a werewolf thing?”
“It is an Alpha Mate thing.” Master Preston
leaned down, licking over the fresh bite mark. “Soon as I made the second bite
while we were in human form, your body changed to what our world calls an Omega
Alpha Mate Werewolf. Those are men mated to male alphas. It allows them to
ensure that their alpha line continues. It is why we are locked together so
tight right now.”
Ah, the strange growing cock. Magical way to
ensure his sperm did not leave his body. Weird. “Why did you not tell me about this?”
“Did not think it mattered to you? It is my
decision what happens to your body, right Boy?”
Right. “Still would like to have known, Sir.”
“Okay. I am sorry. Should have considered
your feelings. Will do so in the past.”
“Is this the only time that we will be
locked together?”
“No, Boy. It will happen every time your
body goes into a fertile cycle.”
“How often is that?”
“Varies from Alpha Mate to Alpha Mate. Most
is five to six months. Most do not catch each time though.”
Good. Would not want to have more children
than one could manage running around.
“Are you upset, Boy?”
Was he? Not really. Confused? Yes. Shocked? Definitely.
He’d always wanted children. Figured when him and Master John managed to run
far enough away from Mr. Julian that they’d adopted a couple of children. Never
considered giving birth to them. Then again . . . he never thought he’d be a
werewolf. Shit, his like had done a one-eighty.
Master Preston slipped from his ass, but not
one minuscule of his seed came with him. It all seemed to have been absorbed
into him.
“There is no mess.”
“It was all inhaled by your body, creating
our son.”
His hand went to his stomach.
Boy, I can feel our son growing inside
us.
Alex, are you sure? If his wolf told
him he did then there had to be a child growing inside him. His wolf would be
more connected to their body than anyone else.
I can. I promise Boy. We are expecting a
boy.
Then we listen to what our Alpha tells
us. He laid his hand on Master Preston’s cheek and smiled up at him. “What
do you want me to do, Master Preston?”
“You are going to the safe room with Robert
and Andrew. They will keep you safe and hidden in there. The rest of us will go
and meet Mr. Julian before he arrives.”
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