Tameka’s eyes narrowed. She was nobody’s fool.
“Werewolves. Right.”
The other woman just smiled. “I know just how you feel. I didn’t believe either, at first. Having one change before your very eyes tends to make a believer out of even me. You’ll see.” The confidence in Kiesha’s voice shook some of Tameka’s certainty that she was being toyed with. Werewolves? She’d heard and seen some strange things in her former line of work.
Could she be…? She shook her head. No, absolutely not. She squared her shoulders. “That’s the best you’ve got?” Kiesha laughed. “Oh, I like you. You’re strong. You’ll need every bit of that strength to deal with these men, especially that one that’s claiming you. That one’s an alpha, through and through, if I don’t miss my guess.”
“Who? Chad?”
“I don’t know all of their names yet. Tall, blond-haired, green eyes, looks like a serial killer?”
Tameka nodded. “That’s Chad.”
“Damn, girl. You sure can pick ‘em. I wouldn’t trade my Alex for anyone in the world, but damn, your man is hot, and deadly. The best kind.” She gave a mock shiver of fear that was spoiled by the lascivious grin on her face.
She couldn’t help but laugh at her antics. “I know what you mean, but he’s not mine. We’re just friends.” Kiesha shuffled her feet. “Yeah, about that ‘just friends’
thing. We need to have a talk. There’s something you should know.”
Tameka immediately sobered. “I thought we were talking.”
“Oh, honey, you have no idea. I need to sit down. This is may take a while.”
“We haven’t spent much time together since you joined the pack. I knew you needed space, time to adjust to us all, so I didn’t push. Maybe that was a mistake.” Alex crossed over and leaned his back against the patrol car.
“What I’m about to tell you now is something every shifter knows, or should know.” He stopped again and rubbed his hand over his face, as though trying to decide where to begin.
Chad stood at attention—shoulders squared, back ramrod straight, arms at his side—watching Alex’s every move. He might not be used to pack hierarchy, but he knew how to treat a superior officer.
Alex must have noticed how he was standing. “At ease, soldier. You’re not in the service anymore.” He waited until Chad relaxed his stance before continuing.
“This woman—your mate—when you first met, the sexual attraction was overwhelming? Her scent, everything about her spoke to you and your wolf?”
Chad went from alert to confused, to wary as Alex described their first meeting exactly. “How did you…?” Alex held out a hand, stopping him. “And when you got your first taste of her, it went straight to your head. You could think of nothing but marking and claiming her, right? Whenever you’re around her for more than two seconds, your only thought is to mount her, and the feelings getting stronger, not weaker.” Chad nodded slowly. “How…?”
“Do I know?” Alex interrupted. “If you’d been raised among us, you’d know, too. That woman…”
“Tameka,” Lulu supplied.
Chad forgot she was present until she spoke.
“Tameka,” Alex continued,” is your true mate, the one woman in all of creation made to complete you. The humans call them soul mates. Vamps call them Chosen. The things I just described are the signs of a true mate. First comes the mating fever. That’s the part where you two can’t keep your hands off of each other. More than just lust, it serves a deeper purpose. Each time the two of you mate, or exchange body fluids, she becomes more like you.”
“What does that mean?” Chad couldn’t help but to ask.
“She’s becoming a shifter like you,” Lulu explained.
The information floored Chad and he staggered over to the car, bracing his palms on it, head hanging down.
“The mating fever does more than change Tameka’s DNA, it ensures that the two of you stay together long enough for the mate bond to take effect. That’s the part where she accepts you as her mate.”
“I am her mate,” he snarled.
“That’s true, but…” Alex was interrupted by a scream of pure rage, followed by the slamming of a door.
Tameka stormed outside, murder in her eyes. Alex quickly got out of her way. “What the hell have you been telling these people?” She walked up and jabbed Chad in the shoulder with her index finger.
“I am NOT your woman, or ‘mate,’” she made quotation marks with her fingers, “as she,” Tameka jabbed a thumb over her shoulder in Kiesha’s direction, “calls it. I belong to me.
That’s it. No one else.”
She paced back and forth in front of him, hands gesturing.
“Damn it, I moved here for peace and quiet, not to get mixed up with a bunch of crazy mountain folks, and believe me, I know crazy. I have a Ph.D. in it.”
“She doesn’t believe me,” Kiesha murmured in an aside to Lulu.
“Her grandmother said she wouldn’t,” Lulu commented.
Tameka spun around and pinned them with a glare. “All of you, get this through your head. Keep your little delusions about being werewolves, shifters, et cetera. Hell, you can be leprechauns for all I care and have tea daily with imaginary friends while wearing tinfoil helmets that let you communicate with the little green men orbiting the planet. Just leave me out of it.” She surveyed them all with her hands on her hips, then shook her head and threw up her hands in disgust. “I’ve got work to do.
She stalked toward the shop.
“Uh, Tameka?” Kiesha said as she drew even with her, casting worried glances in his direction. “Challenging werewolves…not smart.”
Tameka rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Whatever.”
He’d heard enough. She was his and it was high time she realized it. With one leap, he was instantly behind her. He had her hands handcuffed behind her back in the blink of an eye.
“What…oomph!”
He flipped her over his shoulder and carried her to the back of his squad car.
“She tried to warn you,” Lulu said with a laugh.
Opening the door, he tossed her gently inside and shut the door.
“Alex, can he do that?” Kiesha asked.
“Apparently so,” Alex replied with an amused look on his face.
From the back of the car, Tameka hollered, “Let me out of here, Chad. Swear to God, I’m reporting you this time.”
“This time?” Lulu asked, eyebrow arched.
“Long story,” he muttered as he walked around to the driver’s side.
“Bet it’s a good one, too.” Lulu chuckled. “You tell Tameka not to worry about the shop. Tomorrow’s soon enough to start.
You go handle business.”
Another muffled shriek sounded from the car, then thumps as she kicked the door.
Chad slid his mirrored shades onto his grim looking face, opened the door and got inside.
As he backed out of the parking space, Lulu remarked, “It’s a good thing that cage is between them. Meka would tear him apart if she could reach him.”
Kiesha crossed her arms over her chest and nibbled her lip.
“Are you sure she’ll be okay, Alex? Maybe we should stop him.
He’s such a loner. What do we really know about him?”
“Kiesha, you know we can’t interfere with the bonding process. Besides, Chad Wilson is a good man who’s been alone for far too long. That woman is the best thing that could have happened to him. She’s his One. He’d die before letting anyone, including himself, hurt her.”
Tameka couldn’t believe she’d been reduced to shrieking like a banshee. What was it about this man that he always brought out the worst in her? If her former patients could see her now, they’d think she was the one in need of a shrink.