hell was wrong with him?
Kai made a snort of disgust. “It’s a stupid name. Storm.”
Storm’s name sounded as sexy as the man himself. Guilt ate Uli’s stomach but he defended his mate’s friend. “He’s alright once you get to know him.”
Everyone thought Storm was an asshole, and truth be told, he could act like one, but Storm was cool. Cutter had shared with Uli all the ways that Storm had his back. For the past couple months, Storm even dropped everything and had taken Cutter to get help for cutting. The irony wasn’t lost on any of them; they just chose to ignore how inappropriate his nickname was in deference to Cutler’s feelings.
“I haven’t seen them around much.” Kai pulled out a large packet of duck pellets and tossed a handful into the water. The waterfowl raced to gobble up the offering. Duck mania ensued.
Uli held his hand out, and Kai filled it. He tossed his handful close to the shoreline to bring the ducks in. He smiled as the daring ones craned their necks to reach the treats. No risk, no reward.
Kai tossed some food to the ducks too afraid to come to shore. “So why haven’t they been hanging around?”
Uli wasn’t going to confess Cutter was in a mental health facility to stop his self-injurious behavior. Kai would feel it necessary to lecture Uli on the evils of cutting as if he were at an age where he’d find it cool and give it a try.
Oh spare me.
Cutter wasn’t a zombie and Uli hadn’t transitioned so he couldn’t claim him as a mate—yet. It gutted him to think he couldn’t get Cut the help he needed. Cutter’s non-existent family situation meant he couldn’t afford therapy and refused assistance. But Storm found a clinic that provided care on a probono basis.
There was no choice of location. The only availability happened to be five hours away. Storm had family in the area. Working for and staying with his uncle allowed him to see Cutter every day.
Kai could bitch all he liked about Storm, but the fact was he always stood by his friends and texted every night after visiting hours to update Uli and Alex. The messages were terse, but the four of them stayed connected.
Uli answered belatedly, “He’s been busy.”
Hopefully with getting the help Cutter needed to deal with the death of his mom and the financial burden it created, which was left on him. “Cutter will probably start hanging out soon.”
In eleven days. Yes, Uli was counting. Cutter would be back to them. Him . Back to him. His mate.
Kai he rolled his eyes, indicating he wasn’t thrilled at the prospect. “Will Lighting be back too, then?”
Uli shifted restlessly, not being able to contain his baffling need to see them—both of them. “Storm, and yes, of course he’ll be hanging out too. Why do you hate him so much?”
“I don’t hate him, I simply don’t like his attitude. He acts like…” Kai’s words trailed off into a frown. “I don’t know, like he owns you, Alex, and Cutter.” Kai’s need to protect Uli as a child kept him safe, but now that he was an adult it felt overbearing and restrictive.
“Oh, please.”
Kai squinted and shook his head. “Haven’t you noticed none of you can go anywhere without him checking on you? And he’s always checking you out.”
“Me?” Uli hated himself for finding the idea appealing.
“And Alex. And Cutter. It’s not right. The kid’s a sex offender just awaiting his crime.”
“Whatever. I’ve never noticed it.” Though now Kai mentioned it, Uli had noticed Storm’s possessive nature, and it wasn’t just directed at his own best friend. He found the attention hot as hell.
Kai tossed more feed to the ducks and dropped the subject. A number of the greedy little guys acted like they weren’t fed every day and scrambled around, racing for the food. One duck leaned back and double wing whacked another out of his way in order to get in better position. Thwack. Thwack . Uli and Kai laughed together at their antics. Nothing