An Alpha for the Demigod (14 page)

I pull the blankets over
us turn off the light and say “Goodnight.”

The next morning I wake up
to the sound of the doorbell ringing. I groan and roll out of the
bed. I check the time and see that it’s only 7:00 A.M. I open one
of my dresser drawers and pull on a t–shirt and a pair of shorts.
The t-shirt covers my claiming bite but it’ll do. I look over my
shoulder and smile. Lykos is still sleeping. He’s flat on his
stomach, one leg is bent at the knee and the other is straight out.
The sheets are bunched up at his hips covering everything
important. He’s hugging the pillow I was sleeping on and his hair
is mussed. A few strands of it are hanging into his face. I love
that it’s no longer completely slicked back all perfect, like he
usually wears it. It’s totally adorable.

The person at the front
door rings the bell a few more times and I snarl as I stomp out of
the bedroom. “Hold your horses! I’m coming!! Lay off the bell!!” I
jerk open the door to find a blast from the past standing there
looking exactly the same as he used to. Only with a few more gray
hairs and a goatee.

“
Hey, hot stuff. Long time
no see.”

I stare in open-mouthed
shock. “Joel, what are you doing here?”

He has his hands in his
pockets and he rocks back on his heels like he always used to do
when he was nervous or shy. Not that he ever needed to be shy, the
man’s huge. “My pack had to move territories because of some issues
with another pack and a coven where we’d been living. I met with
your dad and the Coal Springs Alpha a while back and they’re
letting me set up to the south of here in Venetian Hills provided
that I don’t cause trouble for your brother. I signed the peace
treaty and documents for the boundary lines this
morning.”

He steps forward and says,
“I just thought that maybe, we could catch up.”

I sigh. Forgive and
forget. “Sure, come on in. I’ll put some coffee on.” I step back
and walk into the kitchen. I don’t know whether to laugh or groan
because it still smells like sex in here. Oops. Better grab that
disinfectant before I start breakfast later. I dump last night’s
dinner that was left on the plates into the trash and put them in
the sink. I start the coffee, grab a cleaning rag and the
disinfectant from under the sink. I spray the table and wipe it
down then I repeat the process twice before I’m satisfied that it’s
clean. It now smells like lemons in here instead of sex.

Joel sits at the table and
says “Since when are you such a clean freak?”

I laugh and say, “You
don’t want to know.” I sit down across from him as we wait for the
coffee to percolate.

Joel leans forward,
resting his elbows on the table. “So, how’ve you been Dec?” Gods, I
forgot how much I hated that nickname.

I smile and say, “I’ve
been good. Dad’s retiring soon so, I’ll take over when that
happens.”

His eyes widen “So, does
that mean there’s someone special in your life now? I know the
law.” I nod. I open my mouth to say something but I
don’t.

Sweetness where are
you?

In the kitchen. My ex is
here so put on some clothes before you come out. I don’t want
anyone looking at what’s mine.

Ooo testy, testy. I like
the sound of that. Gonna spank me if I don’t obey lover? Mm bet
you’d like that. Be there in a sec.

I bang my head against the
table. Fucking hell. I do not need to have a hard on in front of my
ex. I discreetly adjust myself then move to fix the cups of coffee.
I look over at Joel and say “Do you still take yours with cream and
sugar?” He nods. I make his and mine then I pull out a third mug
and pour coffee into it.

How do you take your
coffee?

Black like my soul and
sweet like you sweetness.

I add sugar to the third
mug then using some moves I didn’t know I had, I carry all three
over to the table and sit them down. I put Joel’s in front of him,
mine in front of my seat and Lykos’ right next to mine. Joel looks
at the mug beside mine and says, “Dude, you trying a new way to
drink coffee or is this just a faster way for you to drink your
daily two cups?”

I shake my head.
“Neither.” I catch his scent before I see him. His scent is
different now that we’re bonded. I still get the hint of the ocean
and the thunderstorm but now there’s vanilla and raspberries mixed
in.

He’s wearing a black tank
top, black basketball shorts and black ankle socks. Wow, my mate
really loves the color black. Not that I’m complaining he looks
delectable in it. He walks over to the table grabs the chair next
to me, flips it around, and straddles the back. His arms are
crossed over the back and he rests his chin on them. He leans over
kisses me full on the lips and says, “Morning sweetness, you sleep
okay?”

I smile. “I slept great,
you?”

He grins and says, “Like
the dead.”

I smack him upside the
head. Gently of course because I can’t exactly hurt him.
“Asshole!”

He laughs. “What? It’s
funny.”

I cross my arms. “No it
isn’t. I seriously thought you were going to die. It is not funny.
I don’t think it’s funny at all.”

He scoots his chair closer
and says, “Awww sweetness, I’m messing with you. Don’t be mad. My
sense of humor is seriously twisted. I’m sorry.” He gives me this
sad puppy dog face and bats his eyelashes so I can’t help but laugh
at him.

I hand him his cup of
coffee and say “Here drink your coffee while it’s hot.”

He takes a sip from the
cup and sighs. “Ahh, perfection.” Joel clears his throat and I look
over at him.

He smiles and says, “So
Dec, is this the, someone special you were talking
about?”

I nod “Yeah, he
is.”

Joel says, “He’s pretty.
Want to share?”

Before I can even react,
Joel is on the floor and Lykos has him in some kind of backwards
chokehold. He snarls. “I am not a fucking toy you can pass around.
There will be no sharing of any kind. Do you understand me?
Furthermore, Declan and I are fated mates, we have no need for a
third. Get the fuck out of here before I change my mind and decide
to break you.” He lets Joel up and Joel immediately makes a run for
it.

Once we’re alone, Lykos
turns to face me. He’s got this expression I can’t read on his face
and it’s making me a little nervous. He backs me up against the
kitchen counter and boxes me in. His lips close in on mine and he
says “So, I’m someone special to you huh?”

“
Yeah.”

He smiles. “Well, you’re
someone special to me too.” He closes the distance between us and
fuses our mouths together with a kiss. It’s not sweet and it’s not
gentle. It’s just us sharing our feelings through physical means
when they are too raw to put into words.

Epilogue

Lykos

Six Months
Later…

I’m a man on a mission.
Someone has stolen my fucking candy bar. I need my chocolate fix to
survive and it’s just gone. I am so going to kill a bitch. In the
famous words of Al Capone from The Untouchables “I want him dead, I
want his family dead, and I want his house burned to the ground!!”
Yeah, that about covers it. Once I find out who decided it was okay
to take my one and only candy bar they are dead meat. Oh yeah. It’s
on.

Declan is the Alpha now so
he’s busy with pack stuff and I won’t bother him over this so I’ll
just continue to search out the culprit. Now that we’re living
together in his house everything is perfect between us or well it
should be. Except people in the pack are pressuring him to have
kids so that there is an heir to the pack. As a result, he’s
pressuring me about what I want, and talking about surrogates, and
I’m going insane!! I do not want to deal with a third person in our
relationship. Which I would have to do if we had a surrogate.
Besides, my wolf is not too keen on someone else carrying my mate’s
kid, the jealous bastard.

Did I tell Declan that?
No, I just let him go and do his own thing so now we have to meet
with some women later this afternoon and pick one. I don’t want to
do that shit but I won’t say anything to him because I don’t want
to hurt his feelings. I love him. I’d do anything for him and if
that means swallowing my pride and bringing in a third for the sake
of the pack then that’s what I’ll do. I just wish I could shake
this flu, shifters aren’t supposed to get sick. I’m a demigod! I’ve
never gotten sick before in my life.

Until now of course. I’ve
hidden that from him too. Which isn’t easy to do with a mind link.
He knows I’ve been blocking him out which he’s upset about. He
hasn’t spoken to me in a few days because of it but we’ll work it
out. We’re mates, he can’t stay mad for long. But, first I have an
appointment with the pack doctor to get through.

It takes two hours of
poking, prodding, and multiple tests before the doc finally tells
me what’s wrong with me. He sits down and says “Well, I don’t know
how to tell you this but, you’re pregnant.”

I jump up. “What?! That’s
fucking impossible!! Check it again!”

He sighs. “We did. Four
times. I don’t know how it’s possible either but, it happened.
Usually, it’s only with male omegas that we experience this and you
are most certainly not an omega.”

You’re welcome nephew,
Happy Birthday.

I run a hand down my face
and say “Fuck, my fucking Uncle is how it’s possible. Jesus. Is
this why I’ve been so obsessed with chocolate?”

He nods. “It’s possible.
Cravings are normal with any pregnancy. However, since you’re not
an omega and you don’t magically form a womb upon conception it’s
possible that your organs will shift as the baby matures. It will
be painful and we’ll need to monitor you closely as things
progress. I’ll schedule you an appointment for next month. We’ll do
an ultrasound before you go just to be sure and to figure out a
precise due date.”

“
Okay, but tell no one. I
don’t want the whole pack to know and have my mate find out before
I can tell him.”

By the time I leave the
office I’m in total shock. My uncle has officially lost his mind. I
know he’s an all-powerful god and all but to make it so that I can
carry a child is just insane. I pick up some candy bars on the way
home. I eat one and put the rest on the counter when I walk into
the house. I lay on the couch and take a quick nap. When I wake up
I look in the kitchen and find Declan standing there leaning into
the open fridge with one of my candy bars hanging out of his mouth.
I don’t know what comes over me but I go apeshit.

I whip out my gun and say
“Put the candy bar down if you want to live.”

He drops the candy bar and
holds up his hands ‘Whoa love, what are you doing?”

I wave the gun around “I’m
about to go gangster on your ass! That’s my fucking candy
bar!”

He looks at me with tears
in his eyes, “I’m sorry, you usually don’t mind sharing them with
me.”

I stare at him wide-eyed.
“I…shit…I…sorry.” I take a deep breath to calm down and say “You
can have as many as you want. Sorry for snapping.” Wow, talk about
a hormone spike. That was insane.

He walks over and pulls me
into a hug. “No, I’m sorry. I should have asked before eating your
candy bars. So, are you ready for the meeting?”

I glare at him. “I’m not
going.”

He sighs. “Come on babe,
we have to. It’s the only way. Let’s just get through this and then
it’ll be just us. We can do whatever you want okay?”

I snarl and push past him
to head to the bedroom. If we had stairs I’d stomp up them. “It’s
not the only way! My uncle gave me a birthday present.
Congratulations, I’m eating for two!” I plop down onto the bed and
wait with a smile on my face. Faking a tantrum.
Priceless.

Three…two…one...he comes
barreling into the bedroom and says “You’re kidding
right?”