around Fred’s shoulders. “You should have
called out for me.”
“I’m not a child,” Fred said. “I can take care of myself. And
why’d you tell him I’m your mate?”
James kissed him on the mouth, licking at his lower lip.
“Because you are. I’ve known that since I first smelled you. It’s how wolves
mate.”
“It’s not how I mate…er, marry. I’m a human. You can’t just
decide that.” Fred ignored the growing bulge in his pants.
“You belong to me. You’ve always belonged to me. You were made
for me,” James said.
“Why did you let me leave?” Fred asked. He’d half expected James
to follow him to the city and demand he come back. He’d felt almost
disappointed as the weeks and months had rolled by. He’d imagined James happy
and in love with his female wolf which made him blindingly angry.
James licked at the skin below Fred’s ear, marking him by
rubbing his face against Fred’s chin. “You had to be free to make a choice. You
came back here. To me.”
Fred thought about mentioning he’d only come back to escape evil
skinheads, but James’s mouth felt so nice.
“Eww, get a room,” Kyle said.
James never moved. “This is a room.”
“Well, I’m hungry and you’re blocking the food. Angel here is
hungry too, aren’t you?” Kyle said.
Kyle had changed his clothes and looked less panicked. Angel
stood beside him with his hands in his pant pockets, subtly positioning himself
in front of Kyle.
Interesting.
“I could eat,” Angel said.
James frowned but moved away, letting Fred free. Kyle got
leftover barbeque out of the fridge and heated it up in the microwave. While
Fred and Angel sat, Kyle took some carrots and sliced them into delicate curls
before putting them on a plate.
“This isn’t a hotel. We don’t eat fancy carrot curls,” James
said.
Kyle whistled as he continued to make sandwiches. He put a plate
in front of Angel and Fred. He raised his eyebrow at James until he, too, sat
down. Only then did Kyle give him a plate and fix one for himself.
Fred’s face was frozen as he tried to contain his smile. Big
bad wolf is afraid of the little twink.
Kyle didn’t seem to mind that the wolves ate as though they
hadn’t had a meal in months.
“So, mates? That’s like soulmates, right?” Kyle asked.
“From what I remember, a wolf mates for life,” Fred said. There
were a few mated couples in the pack and he’d always envied the connection they
had.
James ate and watched the two as they spoke.
“He can’t cheat on you?”
Fred shrugged. “I don’t know much about it other than it’s
supposed to be like marriage.”
James wiped his mouth. “It’s different from marriage. Once I
mate you properly, I can’t be physical with anyone else. My wolf wouldn’t let
me.”
“Oh, so it’s only the wolf then?” Fred said.
James reached across the table to take Fred’s hand. “You know
it’s not only the wolf who wants you.”
Kyle sighed. “Y’all are sickening. Really.”
“The pack isn’t going to like this. They already hate me,” Fred
said.
James shook his head. “There are only a few like Thomas who hate
beyond sense. I can protect you.”
“I’m a man just like you. I can take care of myself,” Fred said.
Kyle coughed. “Redneck skinheads.”
“That was different! There were too many of them!”
“Honey, you got a strong man who wants to love you like forever
and you’re bitching about it? Remember Harold? He ran out on me one afternoon
because he thought someone was robbing the house. Turned out to be a mailman. Who
was very cute, by the way,” Kyle said.
Fred knew that Kyle had invited that mailman in for an “extra
delivery”. He’d dumped him two weeks later. Kyle never did stay with one man
too long. He seemed to be doing his best to act bratty for Angel though. And
Angel