Thank you to everyone who has made comments on this group of stories. I've really appreciated the feedback. Some of you are reading my mind, and some are giving me great ideas. Either way, I'm enjoying your reactions.
I'll keep trying to give updates quickly. If I try to write longer chapters I'm afraid it will become too cumbersome for me and I'll just take forever. This is working so far. We'll see how long I last.
Just to warn you, no sex at all in this chapter. But don't worry, it will return in the next one, I promise.
lilgirlsix
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"Wow, Lila really got you good there." Jeff winked at Trina behind James' back as he disinfected the wounds that had already started healing. "Maybe you should stop trying to get between mates." Jeff acted nonchalant as James glared at him.
"I'm not going to get between Gina and her mate if that's what you're implying. Besides, I was told in no uncertain terms to leave and give them time to get to know each other." James winced as Trina cleaned out a particularly deep gash. Or was it the thought of his little sister acting like Lila? Would she have if he'd tried to come between them? Well, she was a Werewolf, she probably would have.
"I heard Craig is having a hell of a time getting that house cleaned up in town. Maybe you should get out of here for a while and give him a hand." Jeff thought it'd probably be best to get James away from all these newly mated pairs. He knew how much James had been hoping to find his mate at the last inter-pack gathering. But it didn't happen. It had to be hard to watch his sister and two of his friends find their mates within a week. Getting out of here for a bit would do him good.
"OK OK I'm out of here." James hopped off the table, his back already feeling much better. By tomorrow he'd be good as new, but for now, he was a little slowed. Guess he owed it to Craig to give him a hand since he helped make the mess. He smiled, that was one hell of a fight.
The driver of the black SUV saw a flurry of activity. Geez, looked like someone was doing a remodel. There were trucks and ladders and wheelbarrows. James looked up as Craig walked out of the house with a clip board in hand and looking very official. "How's it going? Need a hand?"
Craig looked up and laughed. "Sure, now you're here. Where were you five hours ago when I thought sure we'd never get done. Luckily the damage to the walls wasn't as bad as I'd thought. The hardest part was matching the paint." Craig looked at his watch, 8:30 am. "Not bad time at all. Cole and Karen have the woman at a diner a few miles from here. I think we're done, and you got out of a real day's work."
"Oh yea, cops don't work. We just risk our lives every day." James pretended to be annoyed.
"Whatever dude. So let's go over to that diner and get something to eat. I told Cole the signal we were done was when I walked in and ordered breakfast. Thank God it isn't lunch. I don't think they could have kept her there that long." He turned to the Omega's picking up their tools and equipment and loading the trucks. "Great job everyone. The Alpha will be pleased. See you all back at the compound. Let's go eat James."
Craig hopped into his truck and took off without even waiting for James. That was just like him, James thought, and shook his head. Craig was single minded when it came to food. And women. He managed to keep Craig in sight and followed him to the diner. James was wondering if she'd be anything like Karen. He knew Gary had found all these women and had specifically put each male with one. Was there something special about them? Maybe that was something to look into later.
Sarah was wiping the tears from her eyes as Karen finished the story, somewhat altered, of what had happened. Of course the details about the Werewolves were left out, but the gist of the story was there. "Oh Karen, I'm so sorry that happened to you. I hope the police find that bastard soon. He needs to go to jail. He needs to have someone beat the shit out of him!" She reached across the table and took Karen's hands in hers. "At least you're safe now." She looked over to Cole who sat close to Karen, almost touching her. Sarah could see the protectiveness. He would never let Gary near her again. Good.
"Thank you Sarah. I should have kicked his ass out a long time ago. I put up with him for six months. I just felt bad for him. But I should learn to trust my own instincts. They're usually right." She looked over at Cole and smiled brightly. She knew she was right about him. He looked back at her and winked. He understood what she meant. So did Sarah.
Cole looked up at the two men who walked in the door. Hallelujah, the house must be finished. James and Craig walked to a booth, sat down, and started looking at menus. That is until James started looking around the room. What the heck is he looking for? Cole watched his eyes darting. And then saw it, he was scenting the air. Cole took a whiff of the diner. He smelled bacon, coffee, and lavender and licorice, which of course was Karen's scent. No other Were's were in the diner. No way. James' mate must be in this diner somewhere. That had to be it. He scanned the room looking at all the women. There were quite a few scattered about. The waitress stopped at their table, but James didn't seem interested in her.
When he heard Craig ordering breakfast he squeezed Karen's hand. She looked at him for a second and then understood. From this point on, as soon as Sarah said she was ready to go they wouldn't try to stall her.
"Karen, I'm worried the same could happen to me. I was going to have Paul evicted, but now I'm scared he could go crazy and hurt me the way Gary hurt you. To tell the truth, I always thought Gary was a little more sane than Paul."
Karen saw the frightened look on Sarah's face. "Maybe I can get some of my friends from work to scare him off Sarah. People like Gary and Paul are afraid of real men. They're only big men when they're beating up on someone defenseless. I'll talk to my friend Brett about what he might be able to do. OK?" Sarah seemed to relax. Karen knew Paul was at the compound and Sarah wasn't in any danger at the moment, but she couldn't tell her that. "When does he usually get home from work? I'll see if he can find a way to sort of run into him before he gets home. I'll give you a call and let you know."
Sarah sighed with relief. "That'd be great, thank you so much. He gets off work at six and is usually home about 15 minutes later. I'm really glad we ran into each other at the hospital this morning. Although I'm sorry it was under these circumstances.". Sarah yawned and looked like she was trying to make herself stay awake. "I think it's time I get home. I'm about to fall asleep. Let's keep in touch?"
The two women got up and hugged as Cole paid the bill. The three of them walked past Craig and James on their way to the door. Cole saw the hungry look on James' face as Sarah walked by. You gotta be kidding me, he thought. "Karen I'll catch up in a minute, Sarah it was really nice meeting you." Cole smiled as they walked out the door, and he blocked James from leaving the booth.
"Get the fuck out of my way Cole. She's mine!" James made an attempt to push Cole out of his way, but he wasn't budging.
Craig rolled his eyes. "James, Cole has a mate, remember? Think for a second. She's been living with a psychopath stalker. Do you think she wants another one? You can't jump her like she's a bitch in heat. She's human. You're going to have to court her, get to know her. You have to go slow!"
James looked impatient, he'd waited for years. She was his! If he didn't claim her someone else could. Paul. But she was safe as long as they had him at the compound. "I get it, I get it." He watched through the window as his mate said good-bye to Karen and got in her truck. It took everything in him not to chase after her and take her now. But Craig was right. "I promise not to hunt her down and mate with her OK? But I can't sit here and eat bacon and eggs." James stood up and stormed out of the diner, walking past a startled Karen and leaving, driving the opposite direction from Sarah.
He had to admit, the best decision he ever made was not to go after Sarah. Cole and Craig were right. He'd scare her away and then she'd never be his. Of course he hadn't come to that conclusion until after the ten mile run in the woods. And it helped when he found a nice juicy wild boar. Much better than bacon any day. Now he understood why his mated friends were lost when their mate wasn't with them. He felt like his heart had been torn out of his chest, and he'd never even talked to her! He couldn't imagine what it would be like to be separated from Sarah after they had physically mated. The only thing that helped, according to his friends, was the mental bond. He wondered what that would be like. Kind of like the Alpha bond with Carr?