章 198: 37. Wait.
I had just come back from an undercover job in Las Vegas to the house in Missouri. I was exhausted. Now playing waitress during the day and doing gigs at night. During the day, I was always gathering information and listening to rumors about where it would hit at night. Then, two more assassins made acquaintance, and it was time for a gig.
Now, we had been separated again for several months since Damon left Monaco when he got me back in shape. He met me briefly when I was on a gig in Russia, but we hadn't fucked in almost two years. The last time we fucked was when I had a world rescue gig at the beginning and it lasted for almost a year after that, on top of recovery, flea work, and Damon's own gigs.
It had always been Damon's trademark that he was gone several times when I woke up. I'd been ill, or we'd just been going wild. I'd often been fucked to pieces and velveted up. I don't know what it is about Damon that I would see when he goes off. No, always the same thing about letting his hands wander and going to drink blood and casually velveting his ex-wife to sleep. Or else you velvet the wife while she's sleeping.
Fine. What am I going to do about it? It doesn't always make you feel so good. It would be nice to go to the shower after a sex marathon, but if you feel dizzy and sick to your stomach, it doesn't happen right away.
Damon had never been in this house, and Adam and I had taken care of several rooms. Adam and I had the master bedroom. This was a great enormous mansion I had bought, and I was just thinking about Adam's company when he posted he would be here; I remember the bloody hell of heat when I was literally howling like a wolf outside when I should have had Damon, Adam, and Samuel really outdid themselves then.
I'd only had three heat times, and the last one was years ago. Samuel blamed it on my busy lifestyle, chronic thinness, and lack of sex. He told me that if I didn't want to be gang raped, I should keep quiet during Bran. Samuel had warned me frequently about his father's obsession with heat. Then the fucking three-week cage and the whole divorce thing on top of that, and I was pretty fucking fed up with Bran. I had kept my distance from Bran until the whole incident. I spent a little time in the same house as him.
I'd come in at the crack of dawn, out the back door, hit our main bedroom straight away, have a bath, and go to bed. Then, when I woke up on the bright summer morning, I was hungry again, so I got dressed and put my hair in a bun. I was just about to go downstairs for breakfast when I heard Bran's voice. Shit! Well, I have to see him now and then. Luckily, I was dressed properly.
I went to breakfast, and to my great surprise, Damon was there. His bags were on the doorstep, so he had just come to visit or to be. Bran smiled at me and motioned for me to sit next to him. I took my seat next to Damon, so that Damon was between me and Bran.
Damon looked at me questioningly and said in my mind, " Long time no see stranger, I've never been in this house before and I heard from Hauptman that he has dedicated the master bedroom to you, well baby he won't be the only one."
Damon kept his expression completely neutral, even though he was trying to seduce me with his thoughts.
I said or replied in my mind," Since the last time I fucked you or anyone, it's been about two years, so it's been a dry spell, and I'm not sure if I'm still in the mood. I am still little bit of work mood."
Damon replied in my head, " That long baby, I didn't realize..." His voice seemed little regretful.
Rarely do they always realize. It is easy men to fuck; they don't have freaking large organization in their hands, with so much to do and act. It is not easy to be leader, and it felt time to time quite lonely too.
Bran looked at me and said, " Good morning, Mimi. And my deepest apologies on a personal level for the entire episode on the boat. I was a stooge and really abused my position. I understand if you can't forgive me for that right away. I pushed Damon into Brianna's to give her permission to use a vampire potion. I want to be completely honest with you. I just wanted to get into the good books of the Elders and I thought if I pleased him by giving his beloved granddaughter the man she has always wanted. Brianna promised me vampires and her contact information, but then she gave me nothing. I didn't think of anything but my satanic contacts. What I did was I broke up the perfect couple, and now you two are separated.."
Bran looked at me. I kept my expression fully neutral. One thing that I had learned to do. Lie with my face and my body language as well. Hid my emotions fully.
Damon squeezed my hand under the table. "It's okay, Baby. It's okay. I'm here. I've known this for a while. I'm cool with it. Now, I won't let anything bad happen." Damon said in a low voice.
"Thanks for the explanation. Hopefully, you learned something; now let's see how this goes," I said to Bran politely.
I was lying through my teeth. I was pissed off with him as fuck and did not believe his explanation at all. I kept my voice neutral and cool, the voice of a leader, and Bran looked at me sharply.
I said to Damon in my head because I felt him there. "he is lying, you know, he is not really regretting at all or see us good couple. You see, no apology for the whole cage episode."
Damon snarled.
Bran nodded and continued, " Actually, everyone, I have an announcement for you. Sometimes, the packs visit each other. I, too, have always allowed these visits and have now, Mimi, thanks to you, put them on pause, but as you are already so caught up in pack life, I have resumed the visits, starting today. We are having guests for a week or two from New Orleans: alpha and his wife, their daughters, and a couple of other males from the pack. Now, I expect you all to be there for the entire visit and be courteous hosts. And know how to behave."
His voice was steady, but I felt a black cloud rolling over me and had learned that it was just my instinct. This would not be as simple as Bran was trying to explain, and there was something bigger going on here. First, this was my house, and I hadn't given permission to come here, but Damon grumbled again, squeezed my hand, and held my roars in my stomach. Bran was not my alpha, and it certainly was not his job to bring strange packs in my home.
Bran looked at Damon meaningfully. This would be new to Damon, too.
Bran continued, " Maybe you know, maybe you don't, but werewolves have more boy babies than girls, and girls turn out worse. Now, both girls of this alpha turned out successfully, which is a remarkable achievement. The girls can be very friendly as they are now looking for their own pack and learning about acting with men, flirting, etc, possibly their own alpha. Bear with it. It can feel stressful. But please guide the girls on how to be with men. Be patient. And Mimi. Don't be afraid. Nothing forbidden will happen. Girls know their limits. Likewise, an alpha female may be flirtatious, but don't worry. She's just testing her male. "
Bran lied. I could see that right away, and I think it meant to be seen by me. To get me to do something again to be dealt with, maybe put me in a cage even though I hadn't got a cage in this house.
According to Mimosa, Bran saw us as a threat. A worse threat every time. I mean, mimosa was a magic-fighting vampire wolf, but still. I didn't bother to say anything to Damon because he could become very protective, and that was probably another thing Bran was.
Or maybe he was testing how I feel when Damon jumps on strangers and I'm supposed to watch, and that I couldn't run away.
Damon muttered something I couldn't make out, but it sounded a lot like a curse word flood to me. Luckily I managed to restrain myself from giggling because Damon's expression was so what the fuck that even he knew Bran wasn't telling the truth, not even close.
I whispered, "We've got a couple of hours, you know, if you want to see if you can wake the sex beast up." and I looked upstairs meaningfully. Damon grunted, fucking sexy again.
We finished our breakfast, and Bran said, "Adam and Damon, come with me, and we'll look at some papers and things this pack of alphas is worried about. We always get a better reputation when we help with problems."
Bran took the men into the study and said, " Now, Damon, you are no longer married to Mimi, so I assume you can handle this. This pack has reproductive problems, and they are coming here for new genetic material. Meaning the girls will get in heat and I assume you will breed the girls. I will take care of the alpha female. Now, let's see if Mimi gets in heat at the same time. We can take care of her at the same time, and I won't let any outsiders interfere with Mimi's heat. Now, neither of you will say a word about this to Mimi. Damon, you see, when you get a chance, it's been years since Mimi last got in heat. Can you get her any more excited? According to Adam, it's been two years since she last fucked, so there's some work to do here. But as long as the girls get the heat, it might trigger the heat for Mimi, and then we'll deal with it in a pack."
Damon was silent. He clenched his hands into fists in rage and knew that even though he was more vampire than the wolf; he was still bound by the marrok force, and he couldn't disobey.
Bran continued, " The girls heat lasts for maybe a week and there's only a day or two when you two are needed, these girls have been inseminated in the womb, they've been fucked but they won't get pregnant so we'll see if we can help. I've been helping this pack with this problem for almost a year now, so it's not a case of pimping, but this pack has a genuine need. You, as a doctor, must understand that, Damon, organic breeding works best. And it has to be good for these girls, so I assume you both know how to be good breeders and do your best as lovers. If they get pregnant, you have no part or stake in your offspring, no responsibility. You were just sperm donors."
Bran then took the folders containing the test results and handed them to Damon to read. He sat in one armchair and put his foot on the other as he began to study the test results, Adam didn't like this one bit, and he had been trying to find males suitable for these bitches for almost six months at least, a time he would have preferred to be with Mimi.
So much for that session, I thought to myself. Let's not dedicate the upstairs just yet. So I went upstairs to get ready to mingle. I changed the bedclothes completely on the bed, turned the mattress, and moved the bed to yet another position. If, at some point, we had the opportunity to consecrate it, it would now be as unconsecrated as I could make it.
Bran got there in an hour. "Don't worry. I just came to tell you that the guests will be here in half an hour. "
Bran went to my wardrobe and got a dress. Well, the dress was quite short, reaching just above my knees, and I had planned on jeans and a tee shirt. The dress was a black vinyl dress that I had worn to a gig sometimes, and it really brought out my shape, or lack of it. But I will not argue with that.
He said, " Put that on. Remember, you're a female. You're the female of the pack. A potential alpha female, you and Damon are probably the alpha pair of the pack. An alpha couple doesn't have to be married. You have a very strong true soul mate bond. I don't so much always count myself in the pack because I'm a Marrok. I'm always on top. Remember Mimi. Representation. You represent Adam, Damon, and yourself. As a flea. They have heard of your fame and are eager to meet you."
Then he dug out another push-up bra and told me to put on makeup. Fine, let's get dressed then. I took a quick shower, did my hair, put on my makeup, and pulled on my black heels for good measure. My hair was in a new bun I'd learned from YouTube, and as there were quite a few hairdressers in the fleas, they'd given me magazines and books to study. I had a good repertoire of hairstyles in mind. I then headed downstairs, ready to represent the pack. I knew there was something more to this than just being polite.
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