MYSTIQUE 15
It has been nearly three months since the day that Fang came to tell me that I had nothing to worry about because Grimm was finally dead. I thought that maybe with Grimm being gone that the men would have relaxed more with the protection of the club, but I was wrong, because they are still careful as Skull hasn’t made an appearance yet, and they are still weary that the serial killer might be biding his time before he kills again.
Today, there are men coming from an MC that apparently aren’t shifters, but from what Fang says they aren’t human either. I heard Fang talking to Dixon yesterday about how the President of this new MC and King are rivals.
Apparently, they will be able to help in finding Skull and maybe figure out who the serial killer is. I still can’t believe that there is a madman out there that has targeted the Wolverine MC.
“You know, I heard Hawk say that these guys have powers.” Onyx says, as she cleans the kitchen counter, “who would ever have thought that there were beings like that out there?”
“I’m quite excited to meet them to be fair.” Siena says, “Blue says that they live for centuries.”
“Really?” I ask in surprise, shifters usually have a long-life span of one hundred and fifty years or about that, but to live for centuries, I can’t imagine how that must be. Siena nods at my question. “Imagine all the things that they have already seen throughout all those years.” They must be so interesting.
Taking a bite out of my breakfast bun I smile as I see Dakota walking into the kitchen with little Lana in her arms. The little baby girl has been everyone’s obsession since the day she was born, “Hi” I greet as she comes to sit next to me.
“Hello, my little princess,” I whisper as I lean forward to look at the little girl. “Were you a good girl for mommy last night?” The night before Lana hadn’t let Dakota or Hunter sleep, until Hunter decided to change into his wolf for her to feel his warmth, apparently, she quietened immediately and fell asleep until the early hours of the morning.
“Hunter had to shift again for her to quieten, I think this little one might be a shifter like her daddy.” Dakota says with a sweet smile on her face.
The day that Dakota went into labour was stressful. Not because of her, but because the men were all acting as if she was about to die. Usually a pack is close, but these men aren’t close just because they are from the same pack, but because they truly care for each other.
When I saw Fang holding little Lana the other day it showed me what a good father Fang will be. He was so gentle with the baby, his voice low so as not to scare her. When he sensed me and our eyes touched, I could tell that he craves a child of his own too.
Seeing as we are now mated, having a little baby of our own could happen at any time. I want to see a little boy like Fang running around, his father teaching him how to be a fears’ pup.
“I think they have arrived.” I snap out of my thoughts with Siena’s words.
“I’ve been told to stay away from them.” Dakota grumbles.
“Well, there is no way that I am going to stay away from them after knowing that they are beings completely different from us.” Onyx says excitedly. “Imagine, it’s like meeting an alien.” At her exuberance I laugh.
“I think we should go and make sure that they are properly greeted, after all you can’t expect the men to do a good job.” Alaska says as she starts making her way towards the corridor that leads to the bar area.
I place my half-eaten breakfast bun on the plate as I stand. “I’ll have this later.” I mutter hurrying after Alaska and Onyx, Siena right behind me.
“Thanks for leaving me by myself you guys.” Dakota teases as we leave her to have her breakfast.
“We’ll tell you all about it.” Siena promises before stepping out of the kitchen.
I can hear men’s voices as I step into the bar, the first thing I think is that I have just stepped into a woman’s paradise. Our men are rugged good looking alpha males, but these men are what women whisper about in their dreams.
I am still staring at the men when I feel an arm slipping around my shoulders. Tensing I glance up to see Fang frowning down at me. “What are you doing here?” he mutters.
“I was curious,” I whisper back and see two of the men glance towards us, one of them smiles as if he heard what I said, but that isn’t possible as we spoke too low for them to hear, or is it?
“Did they hear us?” My question has Fang looking over at the men and then back at me.
“Most probably,” he mutters.
“Fang,” one of the men calls out, “why don’t you introduce us to your mate?” Fang tenses besides me, but he doesn’t resist which tells me that he trusts these men.
“Myst, this is Burkhart and Celmund, they are both from the Elemental’s MC” I look at both men as they approach, both have an animalistic air to them that professes to great strength.
“How does it feel to be a mated man?” Burkhart asks with a grin.
“You would know, and I heard you are about to become a father.” Fang replies, which has Burkhart grin.
“You seem to know a lot about us!” Celmund observes with a frown.