brawl.
Xerxes just shook his head and leaned back in his chair, watching the fight progress for a few minutes. “Are you two almost done?” Xerxes asked, peering down at the two combatants when they stopped beating on each other.
“With beating the crap out of each other? Yeah,” Xander chuckled. He stood up and righted the chair they had knocked over and sat down in it.
“So you can feel her pull too?” Xavier asked, sitting up against the wall.
“My cat went haywire the moment I saw her.”
“Mine too.”
“But why now? We’ve known her for years,” Xavier asked.
“I’ve never actually seen her up close before today.”
“Same here. You’re the only one that has actually talked to her face to face before today. We’ve talked to her over the phone, though I’m not going to lie her voice is phone sex operator worthy and she’s just as sexy.”
“I most definitely won’t be getting a good nights sleep until we know if she’s ours.”
“I don’t know. My cat has always sat up and taken notice when she was around but I’ve never felt the need to mark her, make her mine until now.”
“Maybe we all had to be there for that to happen, Why are you so reluctant to consider the possibility that she might belong to us?” Xerxes asked.
“Rachel…”
“Xavier, not every woman is going to be like her. We knew that she only wanted to be with you because of your title but when she learned that she had to take us all to be Prima she completely freaked out.”
“Neither of us were attracted to her like you were. Hell, Graeme detested her and refused to come around while you were with her.”
“Her death wasn’t related to her not wanting the three of us. For all we knew she was just an unfortunate victim of a mugging.”
“She could disappear like our folks did. Hell, I’m not even sure they’ve been alive this entire time.”
“We’ll never know until we find them.” Xerxes stood up from his chair. “Come on you pathetic lions, lets go to the bar and get a drink. Blue Moon work for you?”
“Yep, lets go,” Xavier said, wiping off his slacks.
~ * ~
“I’m surprised no one challenged you after Mom and Dad disappeared,” Xander said, sipping on his beer.
“Everyone knew that I’m meaner and more brutal than Dad even though I looked like a scrawny rat,” Xavier chuckled.
“It didn’t help that you had Xander, Graeme, and me giving you our unwavering loyalty,” Xerxes said.
“I really thought Taj was going to challenge you when he came to join the pride,” Xander said.
“I can say I could have honestly taken Taj but when Vance came to the pride, I’m not going to lie, I was worried he would challenge me.” Xavier shook his head. Vance was an anomaly just like most of the shifters in the area. He was a scimitar cat, a distant cousin of the prehistoric sabertooth tiger.
“Yeah, it was a little shocking to see that huge ass cat showing submission when we shifted together for the first time.”
“I didn’t challenge you because I don’t want to run a pride or take responsibility for anyone else. I thought you would’ve figured that out by now.” Vance chuckled as he sat down at the table with them.
“They did when you did your Garfield impression,” Taj laughed, pulling up a chair.
“So what brings you three here? You haven’t been around the bar since Nadia’s little fiasco,” Vance asked.
“We needed a drink and aren’t you supposed to be covering the door?” Xavier asked.
“Graeme’s working the door and I’m working the floor.”
“I hear you’ve stolen that sexy secretary from Jack. So when are we going to be seeing her around the office?”
“They stole Char? Hell, I may have to start working for you instead of Jack,” Vance said.
“What do you mean?” Xander growled.
“You’ve seen her right? She’s hot as hell and juicy for the taking.” Vance grinned. “I’m