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Could not find a prompt that interested me today, so I sat down and just free wrote the start of something for you guys. Hope you all enjoy it.

Let your imagination soar.

It’d been a long time since I called on my talent and for good reason. Last time I did so, dozens died, but if I didn’t do so millions might lose their lives according to the vision Luca, Prince of the Clairvoyant, rambled to me in his drunken state six nights ago. He’d not meant to tell me. After he spilled his beans and sobered up, he came begging me to keep my mouth shut. Prince Luca said it was of the utmost importance. Life or death, mine and his apparently. His father had issued a gag order on him and if King Harry discovered his son broke it he’d lynch him in front of his subjects to prove how serious it was for people to obey his directives. I’d just be a sideshow to ensure that no one else discovered the secret his son spilled. I knew King Harry’s wrath firsthand, didn’t need a second show of it.

Didn’t mean my gut allowed me to sit aside and let the world come to an end when I could do something to stop it. And King Henry knew I could have stepped up and ceased the problem at hand. Why had he not come to me? Did he still despise my past acts so much that he would let the world end before he asked me for help? Surely not. It was my ability to forestall what was to come that had me groping in a lily pond to find the perfect aged toads and baby lily pads for the spell required. Heck fire, next I’d be transporting myself into the Spirits Graveyard to gather some ancient dirt from Lord Dracula’s resting place. The other four ingredients weren’t as complicated to locate, but were tricky to convince sellers to sell to me. After my last fiasco, High Priest Eric put a limit on what I was allowed to cast and therefore monitored what I bought. I’d never once gone to a black-market seller before, mainly because I’d not cast a spell in over five decades, but even if I had wanted to I never would have debased myself to go to one.

Guess I will be. There was no way around it. What was a little shame if the world survived? People could think what they wished of me long as they were alive to do so.

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It’s okay. I invited them.

What? Why?

Wanted us all to talk as a group. Had not expected us to get . . .

Lost in each other’s body.

Yeah. Sorry, Alvin.

“Have a seat gentleman.” Alvin slid back, tugging Rex’s jeans up and over his throbbing cock. “Afraid these aren’t going to fasten.”

“Don’t mind seeing him.” Fabin chuckled. “He’s a beauty.”

“That he is.” Alex smiled over at Rex. “But I doubt he called us here to catch you two in the act.”

“I didn’t.”

“Think Rex had all us getting on the same page on his mind and his little mind took over.” Fabin winked at Rex, getting a growl from him. “Couldn’t resist baby. You looked amazing with your cock down his throat. Just needed mine in your mouth to complete the image in my mind.”

That was a picture Rex could get behind.

“Was not expecting to get so . . .”

“Distracted.” Alvin sat Rex between his legs, hugging him in tight. “We are all a family now, so time we start working as once. Don’t you two think?”

“We do.” Alex and Fabin said in unison.

“Long as Rex is on board and I’d say he’s mor than on board.” Fabin snorted.

“With him on board,” Alvin kissed the side of Rex’s neck, “it is up to each of you when your bond with him. The rest of our time will be worked out as we go. I have to figure out a place to buy that is off of Coven Land that we can all reside on.”

“What!”

Rex winched when Fabin and Alex both shouted.

“I can not live on Coven Land and lead the Mixed Breed world.”

Rex had not considered that, but he was sure that went the same way with Alex and Fabin. And himself. Or did he have to live on anyones’ land since he was Mixed Breed.

“Still some things to work out, but we will get there.” Rex sighed. “Until I decide when I will mate with each of you, I will remain at my fathers and continue to learn about being a Mixed Breed.”

“Sounds fine to me.”

Rex relaxed against Alvin at the first agreement between all of them. Things would still be dicey until they came to learn each other, but working as a group, as a family, would make it easier. Meaning he’d be able to focus on learning about who he was.

“Life is going to be much better now.”

“That it is, Rex.” Alvin rested his chin on Rex’s shoulder. “And to make sure, we will check in with each other weekly to make sure that we are all getting our needs met. Especially, our mate.”

It had been a strange road to get to where he was, but Rex had to admit, it felt nice to know that so many people would care for him for the rest of his life.

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He’d spent all night curled up on the bed in the fetal position, going back and forth about what to do. It wasn’t until the sun come up and that Rex strapped on his shoes and socks and marched out of the house that his next move cam to him.

Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas, I’d like to speak with you.

Where are you?

Backyard under the willow tree. Come sit with me.

He sent a text to Fabin and Alex, asking them to join him in an hour. Gave him just enough time to strike up a new arrangement with Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas, if they were able to work one out.

“Hey, beauty.”

“Alvin.” Usage of his first name felt wrong, but it made it feel more less formal. “Join me. We have to work through this.”

“I’d like that.”

There was something different about his tone. His face wasn’t it’s normal perky self. There was a . . . ‘What is wrong?”

“I spoke with your father last night.”

“You know about Alex then.”

“I do. I also know you ran from him.” A loud sigh escaped him. “Was that my doing as well? Have I driven you to hate your Mixed Breed side like your father believes?”

Last night Rex debated on that. He didn’t hate Warlocks. Werewolves. And he did not hate . . . There was nothing wrong with being a Mixed Breed. Not one bit. Rex just did not understand what it meant to be one. He had to learn. That took time. He was all for that, or he had been until Alvin  came onto the scene.

“I do not hate anyone, not even you.”

“Then if I give you time and space, do you think we can work through our differences.”

Rex wondered about that too, and he’d came to the conclusion that they would be. Soon as he opened his mind to what was taking place around him.

“It is me pushing away as much as you pushing forward.” Rex took hold of Alvin’s hand, tugging him down beside him. “How about we both work on less pushing and just be ourselves. Get to know one another. Let what happens between the partners happen. Not worry about who gets bragging right. It’s not a competition. After all, we will be a family from this point forward. Right?”

A full fledge smile spread across Alvin’s face as he leaned in and claimed Rex lips. Instead of rebelling at his touch, Rex pressed into him, soaking in the warmth from his manly hands that rested on his hips. The longer their lips pressed into one another the clearer his mind came and the wider his desire for Alvin grew. Desire hit him so fast, that he did not even realize he had shoved Alvin onto his back and straddled his hips.

My Mate, I love the feel of you, but . . .

I know. I did. It made no sense. Rex had not came out here to jump the man. Never even crossed his mind. Something inside him had broken wide and all he could taste was his own desire mingled with Alvin’s.

Do we stop?

No. Don’t want to. Think now that I’m not pushing you away I’m more open to what my mind is truly saying.

Stupid as it sounded, he must have been blocking his own feelings with his refusal. Ugh. Life was so complicated. Mom always told me it was. Never believed her. Not sure she meant quite that way, but . . .

His mind spun as his back was pressed onto the ground and Alvin’s midsection thrust against him. Rex spread his legs, letting Alvin’s body fall between them.

You feel amazing, My Ture Mate.

You do to. Don’t stop.

Warm hands slipped under his shirt, coming to rest over his puckered nipples. A light pinch to them had Rex’s hips thrusting upwards, groaning.

Love hearing you making sweet noises for me.

Keep touching me like that I’ll make more than noise. He’d be shouting for all the Coven to hear.

Moisture against his bare chest pulled a gasp from him and had his arms wrapping through Alvin’s hair. A light push down was all it took for Alvin to move faint little bites down Rex’s chest as his hands fumbled with the button on his jeans. The material parted and Rex lifted his hips, letting Alvin push them past his hips, accepting the tiny nips.

“Amazing.”

Going to get lots better, My Ture Mate.

Warm heat wrapped around Rex’s cock just as the grass crunched around them.

Alvin whipped his head up, snarling.

 

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Single bag packed and window opened. One more look around the nice room Dad had given him. Dad and him had not had enough time to get to know one enough, but it was best if he left before that happened. His life was going down the wrong path and it was time he took control of it again. He threw one leg out the window and then the other, dropping down to the ground. He made three steps, running into a solid brick wall.

Arms wrapped around him, tugging him into a hot body. His leg game up, landing right where he aimed. All he got was a loud grunt and to fall to the ground along with whoever had him.

Will you quit fighting me, My True Guardian Mate.

Damn. He’d been caught. How? No one knew what he had planned.

I can feel every emotion and thought you have, My True Guardian Mate.

What the fuck? Not fair.

I do not like using that on you, but until you begin to open up to me. Accept me as yours. Give me the same chance you give your wolf mate . . . I will do what I must to protect what my animals know is mine. You would do the same if you gave us a chance.

“I belong to no one. Get that through your head. I am my own person and always will be. Until you get that in your fucking mind we have nothing to say to one another.” Rex slammed his fist into his chest, breaking free this time and marched around the house, running smack dab into a tall drink of water.

“Wow! Beautiful. Where did you come from.”

“Could ask you the same thing.” Rex had never seen the man before. He had to be a Warlock. But what shocked Rex more was the draw he felt to the man. “What’s your name?”

“It does not matter what his name is.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas came around the corner. “He has nothing to do with you, mate.”

“Fuck off.” I titled my head at the hottie and walked by him, taking one backward look at him, liking that he watched me walk away.

Rex  made it back to the porch before the door was open and Dad appeared in the doorway. He did not look happy, but he was not angry either. He simply opened his arms. Rex needed the safety of his Dad. The loving embrace of a parent. His life was out of control. Had been for so long. He thought it would get better when his Dad help him bring Mr. Chamberland down, but it had only gotten worse thanks to Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas.

“Was you just talking to Alex?”

“Tall. Auburn colored hair that covers his brow and ears, but shaved in the back. Bright blue, rounded eyes that no one could take their eyes away from?”

“Fits.”

“Yes. But asshole interrupted us.”

“He also caught you sneaking away he said.”

“Was trying to leave him.”

“What about those who care about you as much as he does?”

“He does not care. He wants to control.”

“He wants to be your mate. That is all. You are stubborn as your mother.”

“Like that idea.”

“Not a compliment, son.”

Felt like one.

“You have to take time to get to know him.”

Did not.

“Coven Leader,” the soft voice from a few moments ago had my cock stirring, “Aspen, I know it is late, but may I speak with you and your son?”

Dad looked down at him, getting a nod. Rex did not mind talking to the sweet looking man. What was wrong with him? Why was he so attracted to the guy? He was not Fabin. Fabin was his mate. The one that deserved all his attention. That was . . Rex did not find Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas attractive. Did he? What did he look like? He was not hard on the eyes. It was his . . . he had to learn that he could not control everything in his life. Once he got that they might could speak.

“Come inside.”

Rex followed his dad inside with Alex bringing up the rear. His eyes were on Rex’s eyes, which only increased Rex’s desire for him. Also his confusion. His dad took the recliner, leaving the sofa for the two of the. Alex seemed to life it. Rex was a bit uneasy about it, but . . . not either.

“I’m not sure if your son picked up on why I am here.”

“I do not think he has.” Dad’s comment had him sitting up taller.

“He is having a hard time accepting his Mixed Breed side.”

He was not. Was he?

“I’m not sure if I know what you mean? I am not up to date on what has been going on with your family. I do not listen to gossip and have just returned from visiting my family out West.”

Rex listened as his dad quickly explained about him being a mixed breed and that he had a true guardian mate as well as a werewolf mate. Alex sat there with a wide open mouth, shifting his attention back and forth between dad and him. Rex was still trying to grasp that the man though they were mates. It did explain why he was attracted to the man. It also . . . if he had a Warlock mate, and a werewolf mate, then that meant he could at some point and time meet a mixed breed mate, leaving him with . . . Fuck. Meant that he did indeed have a True Guardian Mate. Even if he did not like the prick. Okay, prick might be a hard description. He was controlling. Came along with his position. It also meant that Alex had to sit down and speak with Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas before anything could take place between them as well. Fuck. Life really sucked ass.

Rex jumped up and ran to his room, slamming the door. He heard his dad tell Alex it was not him being his mate, that everything was becoming overwhelming and that Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas was not making things easier on him.

Understatement. Maybe he wasn’t making it easy on Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas either. Maybe the two of them need to sit and have a indepth conversation. Or a mind to mind one.

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“Hold up, baby.” Fabin snagged his arm before he could retreat into his bedroom.

“I need space.” Rex’s words had not been meant to hurt Fabin, but the sting of them was more than apparent when he stepped back. “not from your, honey. Come here.”

“I will not force myself on you in any manner.” Fabin remained motionless with his head down.

“I know that, honey. Come inside with me.” Rex took his arm, tugging until Fabin came across the threshold. “My comment was not directed at you.” He shut the door behind Fabin and then pressed himself into the front of Fabin, letting his arms slipped around his body, hands resting as low as possible on his back. He all but had a handful of his ass. “I never want space from my Wolf Mate. Never.”

Fabin rested his head on top of Rex’s and sighed. “I told him you would not like how he handled things, but . . .”

“I do not care about him.” Rex cared less about him than he did . . . Okay, maybe he wouldn’t go as far as to say Mr. Chamberland, but . . . . Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas ranked right down there with him. “He is going to be a thorn in my side, just like Mr. Chamberland was. I eradicated him, I’ll do so with this asswipe.”

“Baby,” Fabin squeezed him tighter, sighing as their bodies rubbed against one another. “As much as I long for the day that we are together, I know that day will not come unless you come to terms with Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas. He is your True Guardian Mate. That gives him the say over all your other mates.”

Sucked ass. “I’ll find away to get him to release me.”

“He will not do so. I would not do so if I was in his spot.”

“You would if your Mate asked you to.”

“You think way to kindly of me.” Fabin kissed his head. “Come, let’s sit.” They walked over to the bed and sat down. “Least you got him to change the order he initially gave me.”

“I did.” Rex was on Fabin’s lap before he took his next breath.

Their lips locked as his hand slid up and under Fabin’s shirt, pushing it up. The shirt was just hitting the floor when someone knocked.

“We’re busy.” Fabin growled.

“Sorry, Beta Fabin, but Coven Leader Aspen sent me to bring you and your mate to his room.”

“Damn dad, cock blocking me.”

Fabin’s loud chuckle shocked Rex so bad he fell backwards. Would have hit the floor if Fabin’s large hands had not stopped him.

“Smooth move, honey.”

“What’s smooth is your gorgeous skin. I can’t wait to taste every inch of it.”

“Dad can wait.” Rex reached for Fabin’s jean buttons, but Fabin’s large hand stopped him. “Soon, Wolf Mate. We will have one another soon. First, we deal with the matters at hand. Then . . .” he leaned in and claimed Rex’s lips, pressing so hard that there was sure to be bruises.

They parted and Rex clambered to his feet. Bit dazed, which meant Fabin had to hold onto him until his mind cleared enough to work. Then they made their way to his dad’s bedroom.

Rex knocked and then opened the door. They were waved in. “Why are we in your bedroom?”

“My office has been taken over.”

Lord this is all his fault. He just needed to leave and be done with it all. Fabin did not need a mate who he could not bond to. Dad did not need Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas up his ass all the time. Not like he did not have enough high powered people among his house from day to day with his dad, grandfather, and great grandfather. He did not need one more. Best thing for them all was for Rex to leave.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay, before Fabin and I discussed a few Mate related things.”

“What?” Rex lifted an eyebrow. “Thought Mr. Jackass From Hell had all the say about that.”

“First,” Dad might have his stern tone on, but his smile refuted his rebuff. “Do not disrespect higher ups. I’m sure your mom taught you better than to be disrespectful to anyone.”

He was right. She would kick his ass for behaving so, but he was tired of everyone trying to live his life. It was not in his nature to have others control him. His mom and dad had let him have say of what he did since he was old enough to think for himself. Mom said one day it would come in handy. He’d not understood exactly what she meant then, but he did now. She had done her best to prepare him for his strong, overbearing, controlling, leadership, ruling wolf that lurked below his skin. She had hoped her brother would have nurtured that and honed his skills, but instead . . . He’d been faced with learning on his own. Turned out what he learned was wrong. Mostly. The barbaric lifestyle the Chamberland Pack had led did not have an updated textbook of how werewolf life was. Nor did they care to provide him with a Mixed Breed handbook when they found out he was one. All they did was hide the fact. And his father had yet to hand him one for the Witch way of life. His life was in the shit tanker and until it was . . . He did not need to be bonding to anyone. That much about what Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas restricted him to made sense. Not for the reason he stated, but it was of sound mind. Rex’s wolf wanted his wolf mate, which was natural, but he could hold his wolf tail until they had a better understanding of just what was taking place in his life. Didn’t mean he couldn’t have fun with Fabin until then. Not mess with his mind. Nope. Mr. Jackass had done enough of that all ready. Then again . . . Fabin deserved a mate he could bond with. Rex could not be that any time soon, if ever. He was unsure if he’d be able to convince Mr. Jackass to reject him. If not . . . There’d never be a bonding allowed between him and Fabin. Yep. The best thing for them all was for him to leave. That was his next move.

“Second, he does, but you are still underage according to Supernatural Law, so that means all mating issues must be ran by me. Him and I have already discussed him overstepping his bounds. He’s apologized and is arranging to work from a hotel in town until you are ready to get to know him. Until then . . .” Dad smiled at Fabin, “Fabin and I need to lay out a few ground rules. Do you not agree, Beta Fabin?”

Fabin nodded. “With Rex present to agree on what we come up with. I will not exclude him from his own life. It will not set well with him.”

“That is why you are such a great mate for my son. You understand him. Care for him. Did not run away screaming when Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas came into the picture.”

“He should have.” Rex muttered and flopped onto the side of his dad’s bed. “He deserves a better mate than me.”

“I have the perfect mate.” Fabin came to stand in front of me, kneeling so we were face to face. “Never think I believe different. I would chose no other for myself.” He rested his hand on my knees and glanced at Rex’s dad. “What do we need to discuss?”

“There can be no bonding, you know that much, both of you. Right?” We both nodded. “I do not see a reason to forbid anything else from him. He is old enough to know what he wishes to do. As much as that give me the willies to think about my son being old enough to have sex, he is. But . . . I want you both to think about what that means for you both. There is not an easy road ahead of you. The more intertwined your wolves are the worse things can become for you later on if things go awry.”

No words were truer, which was why Rex had decided to leave tonight. Without making love to his wolf mate. Best if he did not know what he would be missing. His wolf mate would pine for him, but he would eventually give up and move on. Find another. Have the life Rex could not give him.

“We okay on all this, Rex?”

“Yes.”

“That’s all I wanted.” Dad held his hands up. “Fee to go back to whatever you were doing.”

“I want some food.”

Fabin smiled and stood, holding his hand out. “Then let’s go find something to eat.”

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Rex refused to huff and stomp his feet. He was not a child. He would not throw a tantrum. He did not care what a Mixed Breed was like. He was a werewolf and had not his mate. That was all that mattered. That all he wanted and would have.

He took hold of Fabin’s hand and tugged him toward the office door. Fabin remained still. He looked up at him, hoping he caught the plea. He did not want to beg in front of Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas. The guy might be a thorn in his side, but he was powerful and Rex would not show weakness in front of someone more powerful than him. His wolf would not allow it. His wolf had a hard enough time doing so in front of his mate.

My Truest Mate, you might not want to hear what I have to say, but you need to. The voice was smooth and had Rex’s stomach spinning and his groin aching. I can tell your body is reacting to mine. That will only grow in time. True Guardian Mates are closer than any other mates. We are the only ones with such a closeness that we can talk privately without a bond. You asked why Beta Fabin could not be with you, that is because of my order. Not my Mixed Breed status among the Council. But because I am your True Guardian Mate.

“There is no such thing stated in the mateship rules about a True Guardian Mate.” Rex had not wanted to have this conversation, but Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas was not going to let him get out of it. That was clear. So . . . he would not hold in it the most private manner possible.

There is for Mixed Breeds. Since there are multiple mates there must be a leader among them. One that controls all those involved. One that sets up the guidelines. Rules of visitations. Rules of involvement. That falls onto the True Guardian. My word is unbreakable, unless the mate wishes to break the mateship.

Visitations? Involvement? Unbreakable? Rex was in front of Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas before he knew it and his fist landed hard and solid against Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas face.

The man was not expected it, which was the only reason his head bounced back. Fabin’s arms wrapped around me and yanked me behind him. Dad was at Fabin’s side, blocking me from Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas. You could hear the fan whirling around and the fast intake of breaths from Fabin and Dad. Rex on the other hand . . . He was not that afraid. Something told him that Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas was more amused by the unexpected punch than ticked.

Solid. What did I say that upset you my Truest Mate?

“Lots.” Rex pushed his head between Fabin’s and his dad’s arm. “I am not a child. No one has a right to setup visitations for me. I will decide who I am involved with and who I am not. And how. Not you. Not anyone else. We clear on that asshole.”

“Son,” His dad pushed his head back, blocking him from sight again.

“Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas, please forgive my son and his wayward tone. Please keep in mind that he was not raised - -“

“My mate has the right to speak his mind.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas chuckled. “I am not going to harm my mate. You two can step aside.”

Neither moved, so Rex pushed his way through them, making sure to step in front of Fabin and lean into him.

“I meant what I said.”

“I know you did, My Truest Mate.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas voice held the frown that did not come across his face. “And I see that my actions was incorrect. Overboard. My wording was even more poorly chosen.”

“What did you say to him?” Fabin’s snarl came across loud and clear.

Rex reached up and rubbed his chest, hoping to sooth him.

“I did not mean to make it sound like I was setting up an arrangement for a child whose parents had separated. That was not my intention. Poorly chosen words.”

“I’d say so.” Dad muttered.

“I think,” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas moved so he stood in front of Rex, lifting his chin. “That it will be best if I retract my initial True Guardian Mate order that you two can not be together in any sexual manner. I will change it to there can be no bonding. That right will be mine first.”

“Not hardly.” Rex snapped and marched out of the room. It’d be a cold day in hell before he bonded with that asshole.

We will see, My Truest Mate. For now, grow, learn, and enjoy your time with your wolf mate.

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Hi,

Hope all are enjoying the story. I know it is becoming a long one, but it has taken on a life of its on. Not to mention my goal to have it done before November, has failed to be met. Since November is NaNoWrMo I will only be putting up one chapter a week. I hope you guys enjoy them and bare with me this month while I free write my way to 50,000 words.

 

Have a great day and let your imagination soar as you read.

Julia

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Rex knocked on the office door, waiting for an enter. He’d like to say fear did not course over him, but . . . not so much fear, but unease and unsure. Both of those were high in his mind.

“Rex,” Aspen said as he stepped as. “Is something wrong?”

“I asked him to join us.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas came up to my dad’s side. “Young Fabin and you are correct. I was making things harder for him.”

He had asked me to join him. It was his voice in my head. He was not hiding the fact that he spoke to me mind to mind. He’d not outright said it, but the way Fabin’s eyes darted from mine to mine, pausing for a second before they fell and a huge frown marred his face, told Rex he knew what was going on with him. Also told him that he did not like it. Meant Rex would not like it

Rex rushed to Fabin’s side and wrapped his arms around him, snuggling into his side. “What is wrong, baby?”

He brushed a finger down my cheek, smiling at me, but it held not life. It was a forced smile, fake one. not like the one that Rex got most of the time.

“What is going on?” His wolf had him spinning and snarling at Aspen and Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas.

“He is fine, just a bit unhappy with what he knows is now the pure truth.”

“And what is that?”

“That I am your True Guardian Mate.”

A . . . No. Not possible. Fabin was his mate. All the signs where there. All the books he’d read said nothing about more than one mate. There was no signs of a mateship between him and . . . .

True Guardian Mate could talk mind to mind. Check. There was an attraction to one another. Man was sexy, but other than that, which was a normal reaction to anyone who looked good. His wolf did not feel pulled towards Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas. Did he?

He took a moment, taking stock of his wolf’s state of mind. He’d been so intune with Fabin and wanting to mate with him that he had not paid attention to anyone else. Still wasn’t. If Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas was his True Guardian Mate then his wolf would be foaming at the mouth to get to him. Wouldn’t he?

“You are wrong.”

Rex snuggled closer to Fabin, snuffling and nuzzling his neck.

“Only mate I have is Fabin. He is mine. I am his. We will mate soon. Isn’t that right, baby?”

Fabin stiffened, and tightened his hold.

“What is wrong?”

“he can not mate you until I tell him he can. As True Guardian I have say over all of your other mateships.”

“You are a fool. You can not have more than one mate.” He looked up at Fabin, finding no agreement with him, so he shifted his eyes to his father, who sighed. “This is one of those things that Mr. Chamberland refused to teach his wolves?”

“I’m sure he did not even know this existed.” My father said. “We did not until Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas explained that it was possible.”

“How is it possible?”

Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas came to stand in front of Rex, only to be snarled at by Fabin and him. He held his hands up and took a step back.

“In time you will become accustom to me.” He sighed. “Mixed Breeds are known to have up to three mates. One for each type of race they have and on rare occasions, like ours, one will have a True Guardian Mate.”

Three mates? One for each species. That meant . . . “A werewolf, Fabin. Right?” Fabin kissed my cheek. “A witch, who I’ve yet to meet. Does it mean I will meet them?”

“No.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas replied.

“And then . . .” Rex sniffed the air, taking in the animals around him. A lion and jaguar. “You are not even the same race as me.”

“Does not matter. I am a mixed breed. That is all that counts.”

Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas seemed to be keen on the idea that we were a couple. Rex was not. He had Fabin. That was all he wanted. All he could handle. A True Guardian Mate was supposed to be something to special that they were revered. Rex did not even know how it worked for him. All he knew was that Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas was in his way of mating with . . .

“Break our mateship, please.” The words were free before he even knew if he meant them. The room grew silent.

“I will not do that. You just need time to adjust to the news that you can have multiple mates. I was not going to tell you until you made it to the Mixed Breed part of your schooling, but . . .

“You told Fabin we could not mate. Why is that? Why did he listen to you? You are just higher ranked than him, but that does not have anything to do with mine and his relationship.” He hoped.

“You already know it does.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas nodded at Fabin, who lifted my head by the chin.

“You need to listen to how a True Guardian Mate relationship works among a Mixed Breed. It is way different.”

 

Life and Love Lessons Chapter 31

 

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Chapter 31

“You are mine. There is nothing wrong.” Fabin gripped Rex’s chin, forcing him to look up. “Always and forever. No matter what. We clear on that?”

“Course we are.” Rex wasn’t sure what had brought on that sudden bought of verbal ownership, but he’d give his mate what he needed. “What happened?”

“Nothing, sweetie.” Fabin glanced over Rex’s shoulder and gave a small bow. “I’m fine, Alpha.”

“I’ll take you at your word.” Alpha Widows might, but Rex wasn’t going to. Once they were alone, he’d pry whatever had pulled that howl/snarl from him out. No one needed to hold such in.

“Alpha Widows, Coven Leader Perry, we need to have a word.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas didn’t not wait for them to agree, he simply went back into the office.

“That man is the rudest.”

Fabin snorted. Alpha Widows grunted. Dad sighed, shaking his head. “Might be, but he is higher up than me. You two go enjoy the rest of the day.”

“Let’s go watch a movie.” Rex took Fabin by the hand and led him back to his bedroom. “What you want to watch?”

“Doesn’t matter. I’ll end up watching you.”

Rex chuckled and just stuck in one of the movies he had laying beside the player. Not caring what it was either. He let the move begin and crawled up on the bed beside his mate. He curled up against his side, letting him wrap him into a nice little warm cocoon.

For some time they watched the movie then the movie became boring. He let his hands run up Fabin’s leg to his thigh, stopping just over his jean clad cock. He was just about to grip him when Fabin, took hold of his hand, bringing it up to his lips, kissing it. He kept hold of his hand, resting their combined hands on his chest. Tight and tense chest muscles. Something was wrong. No other time had Fabin stopped him from touching him. He’d loved for him to do so. NO other time had he been tense around him. Why was he now?

Rex used his free hand to push himself upright. “What is wrong?”

“Nothing, sweetie.”

“You are not a good - -“

The house shook as a wolf howl had Fabin leaping from the bed and racing out the door. Rex followed behind just as Fabin busted into the office. Rex got to the doorway in time to see Fabin tugging Alpha Widows away from Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas.

“Calm down, Alpha.”

“I’m fine.” Dad said as he laid a hand on Alpha Widows’ chest. “Look at me and see for yourself. Just got a bit pissed off. That’s all.”

“Everyone of you best calm the fuck down. That’s an order.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas snapped.

“Dad,” Rex’s voice came out more of a whisper than he liked so he forced himself to say it again. “Dad, what is going on?”

“Nothing you need to know of right now, Young Mixed Breed.”

“Dad,” Rex locked eyes with his dad and waited for an answer.

His dad glanced back at Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas then sighed. “I’m afraid he is right, right now, Rex. It will all become clear as you learn the ways of life.”

“Fuck that shit. Tell me now.”

“You Mix Breed, you must calm down and accept that you have to - -“

“I don’t have to accept anything.” Rex never once looked at Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas, but kept his entire focus on the three men he knew would answer him truthfully. “Tell me what is going on.”

All three of them looked at Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas and then hung their heads. Answer enough.

“You have ordered them to keep shit from me, have you not?”

“Calm yourself, Young Mix Breed.”

“I have a fucking name. Answer me.”

“It is not time for you to know all. Give it time.”

“Fuck this shit.” Rex threw his hands into the air. “Dad, Fabin, I’m going to my room to decide what I will do next.”

Rex marched out of the room, stopping just a few feet from the door, which he left open. On purpose.

“Told you.” Fabin snapped. “What did he mean by that last comment Coven Leader Perry?”

“I’m not sure, but I know my son wants me and you to join him.”

“You do not think he will leave do you?”

Fabin knew him better than he realized, because that was exactly what Rex had in mind.

“He might.”

“He will not.” Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas snapped. “I will not allow it.”

“You are the one causing it.” Fabin and my dad said together.

“Get your head out of your ass and give him the answers he needs when he request them. He is not like other Mixed Breeds. I told you this.” Dad’s voice rang with a certainty that only a father could hold. He might not have known Rex long, but he knew his son. “He is a strong, alpha born, warlock leader born Mixed Breed who was raised as a human. He knows nothing of our ways and will not be able to learn the way you want him to.”

“I told you this as well.” Fabin snapped. “I told you how much trouble his wolf was having with grasping why he had gone from being the unspoken leader of the Chamberland Pack to being in no pack. It is not easy on him. Add in his human side trying to do as requested by the Head of the Supernatural World and you. Now you want to go and change all the rules. It will not go over with him. You are going to run him away.”

Fabin and his dad knew him way better than he thought. Silence grew and grew, so he made his way back to his room. Just as he entered it the crazy mental voice reminded him he forgot to ask his dad about it.

Do you truly need to know what is taking play, my sexy man?

Yes.

Quick response. You have learned to use our bond well.

Had he? How had he done so?

You did so by mistake, didn’t you?

Yes.

Even if it is mistakes, you are talking to me. That tells me you are more ready to know than I thought. Come joins us in the office, my sexy man.

He wasn’t sure if he should listen to the voice. What if he went and he’d not been asked to come? What if the voice he head was not Mixed Supernatural Councilman Alvin Thomas, but someone playing a cruel prank on him? Could he take that risk?

He had to. His gut told him it was the only way to get answers. If he was not called to the office, lord that sounded like he was in trouble, then at least he could explain the mental voice to everyone and they could get to the bottom of it. If he had been called then . . . an explanation was awaiting him.