jumper and jeans.
Obviously he'd come prepared to disappear into his surroundings , Jaden thought. Stepping forward, he shook the proffered hand. There were several others, all men Jaden noticed, and looked towards Sam.
"Luc Beauregard will also be joining us, but he can't venture out until the sun has set completely," Sam explained. Again Jaden looked to him in enquiry.
"Luc lives on the edge of town. He's a little reclusive, but he's a good man to have at your back in a tight corner. I mean he's solid, and not just in the good guy way either." Jaden raised a brow for him to elaborate. "He's a gargoyle," Sam informed him, and Jaden's eyebrows rose even higher, making Sam grin. "They can normally move around during the day, but Luc was cursed a few years back. A century or two I think. So now, I'm afraid during the day he's a little stuck, so to speak. More garden ornament than man." Sam grinned and Leonard smirked as he moved to the corner of the room, disappearing into the shadows. There were a few others in the room, Daniel Adams, and James Farley were both werewolves, who seemed to gravitate towards Douglas. Next was Nicholas Raymond and Edgar Linley, who were Leopards. There was Nathan and Adam Lincoln, who were grisly shifters, and twins, he learned when introduced. Lastly there were tiger shifters, John Forrester and Edwin Murdock.
Jaden thanked each man for offering his help.
Jaden noticed that Sam seemed to stick close to Helena with so many males in the room. Not that she was paying them much attention. She'd moved over to the kettle and seemed to be making drinks for everyone. He looked around the kitchen, and felt a little claustrophobic. The small room was presently crammed with people, sweat began beading on his top lip. He wasn't used to being around so many people, and felt ungrateful for feeling so. He was indebted to these men, who had offered their help in keeping his mate safe. But in the same instance, he wasn't comfortable being around them all. He'd been a loner for too long. He knew it was his own fault, as he'd purposely set out to be that way. Had done it deliberately, so as not to have ties to anyone. Therefore, diminishing the chance of losing anyone else, as he'd done with all of his family.
" Not all your family Tiddles, you still have Balin. Do you need me ?" came Maya's soft enquiry. Jaden took a breath, as he realised his chest had begun to feel constricted. Turning away he opened the back door, before standing in the doorway. He took a deep breath, to help clear his head. The lingering smell of blood was still present in the air, both Maya's, and the Jackals. As was the scent of freshly turned soil and verdant green grass. The rich scent of the lush foliage of the trees, was also heavy. All of it overlaid by the heady cleansing, of a recent, light shower. Breathing deeply, he felt the tight band around his chest loosen a little, and his roiling stomach settled.
" No, but, thank you baby. You rest, I'm sorry I disturbed you. I'm just not used to being around so many people, but I'll get there. I need to, because otherwise you're going to lead a very lonely existence ," Jaden whispered back to her. He heard her laughter in his head, like the caress of a butterfly's wing in his mind.
" How could I possibly be lonely, when I have you? You're part of me now Jaden, I'm never alone, not even in my mind, " She told him. He could hear the honesty and love in her words, which warmed him; but he could also hear her fatigue.
" Go back to sleep love. I'll sort myself out, and make all the arrangements. Then all you need do is turn up. I'll even pick out something nice for you to wear ," he told her. She must have been satisfied with his response, as he felt her retreat back into his subconscious. Gone, but not, as he could still feel the glowing warmth of her there. She slept in the back of his mind, like the lingering comfort of a hug; his beacon of hope.
Jaden took another couple of deep
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