two men
enjoying a few moments of stolen passion, never to see each other again. Will
was already avoiding his gaze, and that wasn't really promising when it came to
Dean's tentative goal.
"When can I see you again?" he whispered with a
little more desperation than he'd have liked.
"I just..." Will fidgeted. "I don't know. I
don't know when I'll be able to come to town."
"Then I'll come to you. Whenever you say." Dean
cupped Will's cheek, hoping he wasn't freaking his mate out. His wolf whined in
distress at the prospect of being rejected, but he forced himself to accept the
possibility. "Unless you don't want me to."
After all, Will was human, and he didn't feel the mate bond
like Dean did. The fear of discovery pressed hard on Dean—and he was a
werewolf. For Will, it would undoubtedly be much worse. The last thing Dean
wanted was to force himself onto his mate if Will decided not to take things
further.
Thankfully, Will didn't deny him. He leaned into the caress
and smiled. "That's not it at all. I want to see you again. We just... We
have to be careful." He was silent for a few moments, as if musing over
their predicament. "My uncle has a small house. Since he moved in with his
daughter, it's been sitting empty, but he told me to watch it while he's away.
We could meet there."
"Sounds good," Dean replied. "Tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow evening. James Mulligan's cabin. It's about
twenty miles from Willow Cove."
He was probably planning to give Dean further instructions,
but the sound of male voices interrupted them. Dean placed his hand over his
mate's mouth since he wasn't sure if Will had heard them. At first, Will seemed
surprised, but then, the voices came closer, and he tensed.
It didn't take a genius to figure out the reason. The
men—Dean distinguished at least two—were calling out the same name.
"Will?"
"Little brother?"
Will's siblings had obviously noticed he was missing.
"Where in the world did he go?" one of them mused. "Abe pointed
us this way."
Dean leaned in closer to his mate and whispered, "Go.
Meet me at the cabin, tomorrow, one hour after midnight. I'll find you."
Will looked like he wanted to protest, but his brothers'
presence changed his mind. He nodded jerkily and fixed his clothing. Finally,
when he was fairly certain he was decent, he stepped out into the light and
toward his brothers.
"What?" he asked with a disgruntled huff.
"Can't a guy take a piss in private?"
One of Will's brothers chortled and slapped Will's shoulder
so hard the smaller man almost fell forward. Dean suppressed his growl, knowing
he couldn't do anything to help. He was proud of his mate for not looking in
the least bit apprehensive, but at the same time, it made him sad, because it
was a sign of just how much Will had been forced to hide.
"Well, if you're all done, time to get back. I don't
think I saw any dancing, but I had my eye on a gal that would be perfect for
you."
Just the thought of someone else touching his mate had Dean's
wolf howling to tear that person apart. Unfortunately, if he intervened, he
could easily make Will's brothers suspicious. So he just stood there and
watched as the bigger men dragged Will off. He'd never felt more helpless or
thrown in his life.
Chapter Two
The day after the dance passed at a snail's pace. Will
listened to Karl enthuse about his evening with his new fiancée and was teased
by his other two brothers about his mysterious disappearance. He did his chores
and tried to pretend nothing was different from any other day. In his mind,
though, there was always a countdown—how much time he had left until his next
meeting with Dean.
He sneaked out of the house at midnight and made his way to
his uncle's cabin on foot. The dogs scented him, but didn't bark, since they
were used to Will's little trips.
It was not the first time he'd done this, but on previous
occasions, it had been because he'd needed time to breathe, to take a break
from his family's expectations and just