CHAPTER 38.
"f.u.c.k," Indigo muttered as Matthias retaliated instinctively, one of those ma.s.sive fists clocking Drew in the ribs.
Shaking off the blow as if he hadn"t even felt it, Drew slammed a punch into Matthias"s face, snapping it back. Matthias snarled and shoved Drew off his chest. Except Drew didn"t budge, crunching another fist into the other man"s jaw. This time, Matthias responded with a similar hit.
Indigo, having watched for a gap, jumped in between the two men as they flowed to their feet. "Stop!"
Drew"s eyes were wolf-copper when she looked up at him, and they were focused on Matthias. Who was doing a good job of imitating a wolf in human form. "Get out of my way, Indigo," the big lieutenant snarled.
Drew"s body vibrated against her palm. "Don"t give her orders!" Reaching as if to pull her behind him, Drew sucked in a breath when she elbowed him sharply in the stomach at the same time that she kicked Matthias in the knee. He was too big to go down, but it did snap his attention to her.
"Enough," she said, speaking to both of them. "Matthias, I need you to go to the den."
"Why the fuc-" Matthias froze, blinked, and suddenly he was human again. "Aw, s.h.i.t."
Indigo stared at him. "What?" She"d expected to have to deal with his considerable sleeping volcano of a temper . . . except that it looked like he was going to apologize. "What?"
Matthias continued to look at Drew. "I was only kidding, man, you know that. I"d never have said it if I"d known."
Drew was still growling low in his throat, his eyes that strange, fascinating copper. They tracked Matthias with unrelenting focus as the other man began to back off toward the den, rubbing at his bruised jaw with one hand.
"Matthias," Indigo snapped. "What-"
Drew gripped the back of her neck, his mouth suddenly at her ear. "Don"t talk to him."
Snarling, she was about to turn her own temper on him when the pieces fell into place with dizzying suddenness. Yes, Drew was dominant. Yes, Drew had a temper-one he was usually very good at hiding. But Drew was also very, very smart. He"d never have come out at a bigger, stronger opponent the way he had unless he"d been driven by something other than logic and reason.
Barely aware of Matthias disappearing into the trees, she put her hand on Drew"s chest. "Andrew," she said in a calm, rational tone, "let me go or I"ll make spaghetti out of your insides."
His hand still around her nape, he bent his head until his eyes were staring into hers-dominant, primitive, and devoid of civilized thought. It didn"t surprise her in the least when he growled and sank his teeth into the tender curve where her neck met her shoulder.
Hissing out a breath, she clenched one hand in his hair. Rational obviously was not going to work. In any other situation, her wolf would have gone for blood. But this wasn"t any other situation. This wasn"t any other man.
He"d bent for her more than once.
So today, she bent for him.
Letting her body soften in welcome, she held his head against her while she shoved her free hand under his T-shirt to lie on the heated skin of his back. Skin privileges. He didn"t change position for several seconds. When she didn"t move either, except to stroke her hand over his back, he finally released the grip he had on her with his teeth, laving his tongue over the small hurt even as his arms came around her in a much gentler-though no less possessive-hold.
His lips on her neck, over her cheek, on her lips.
She groaned as he demanded she open her mouth, and gave in. Hard and hot and deep, the kiss could have only one conclusion. She didn"t stop him when he ripped away her T-shirt to expose the sports bra she wore underneath, cried out when he broke the kiss to take her right nipple into his mouth through the soft fabric, his hand covering the mound of her neglected breast, fondling and teasing.
He"d never stopped growling low in his throat, but now that growl became more a quiet rumble than a roar. She was ready when he pushed her down to the earth, ready when he lifted his head and kissed her again, ready when his hand stroked and petted her body with rough promise.
What she wasn"t ready for was for him to raise his head and give her a dazed look. "Indy?"
She closed her hands over the taut muscle silk of his shoulders. "It"s okay," she said, tugging him back down.
But he resisted, shaking his head as he knelt to straddle her body. A blink, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were the blue of Sierra lakes in sunshine once more. "I hurt you." He touched the bite mark with careful fingers.
She pushed herself up on her elbows, unable to go any farther-he"d trapped her lower body with his own. "Yeah, well, I"ve clawed you more than a few times during s.e.x and you don"t seem to mind."
"That"s different." A thunderous scowl.
Once, her response would"ve been anger . . . but being with Drew had changed something in her, taught her that laughter could be as powerful as fury. "Because it"s okay for you to be a show-off but not me?"
Putting his hands palms down on either side of her, he glowered. "A male doesn"t hurt his mate."
And there it was. The reason her gorgeous, generous, laughing lover had turned into a crazed beast without warning.
The words seemed to penetrate his mind at the same moment. "We"re in the mating dance."
They stared at each other for several long minutes. Then Drew began to smile, his eyes shifting from blue to copper and back again. "We"re in the mating dance."
Falling back onto the earth, she poked him in the chest. "Don"t look so satisfied. Just because we"re in the dance doesn"t mean my wolf will accept the mating itself." Exhilaration raced through her, along with a healthy dose of panic.
Andrew, able to think again now that the red haze of jealous rage was no longer clouding his judgment, looked down into those stunning eyes, saw the wolf prowling beyond, and knew he"d have to walk carefully. He"d courted her, played with her, and won her. But now the stakes had changed again, become much, much higher. Because there was no "out" once wolves mated-it was for life.
"Yeah?" he murmured, changing position so that his legs tangled with hers, though he kept his upper body braced on his forearms. "Then maybe I"ll just have to seduce your wolf into it."
She stroked her hands across his shoulders to curve over his nape. "Why didn"t you know?" she asked, her hold possessive in a way that made his own wolf sing. "The male always knows when the dance begins."
"That"s why I headed out to see you-I felt it kick in without warning." It had been a shock to his system, a joy he"d never expected, and he hadn"t even thought about not sharing it with Indigo, whatever the consequences. "Then I reached here and heard what Matthias was saying and smelled your scent mixed with his and . . ."
"Kaboom," Indigo completed with a laugh. "Well, now we know one thing-Matthias can be taken down if you hit him hard enough."
Andrew"s wolf growled in pride. "I was feeling no pain. I can"t actually remember most of it-ouch!" he cried as Indigo poked gently at his side.
She winced. "Sorry. Let me look."
Bracing his weight on his opposite side, he allowed her to tug up his T-shirt. Angling her head, she winced again. "I think he probably broke your ribs. The bruise is already forming."
"Worth it," he said, nuzzling his nose against hers as she petted the hurt spot with a tender touch. "When are you going to mate with me?"
She nipped his jaw. "When you convince me it"s worth my while."
Dipping his head into her neck, he kissed the bite mark and hid his smile against her skin.
Because she hadn"t pulled back, hadn"t pulled away. He"d been half-terrified that she would, that all they"d achieved would be buried under her wolf"s savage refusal to surrender to that depth of vulnerability. Instead, that wolf had looked out of her eyes with pure challenge a moment ago. Catch me, it had said, catch me and maybe I"ll be yours.
Dressing for work the next day-and given that she wouldn"t be doing any physical training-Indigo pulled on a pair of jeans that fit her like a second skin and sat easily on her hips, her favorite boots, and a black tee with a respectable scoop neck. When she pulled her hair off her face and into her usual ponytail, the bite mark on the lower curve of her neck stood out like a beacon.
Smiling, she finished getting ready, throwing on a hip-length leather-synth jacket as a final touch. She was about to head out when she hesitated. She wasn"t bothered by the mark-her wolf actually approved of the aggressive way Drew had reacted to what he"d read as a threat to his claim over his mate. But Drew was still beating himself up over it. Every time he saw the mark, he got a black look on his face.
She could cover it up . . . but her wolf rejected the idea. This was who she was, and if the man who wanted to be her mate didn"t know that by now, well, she"d have to beat him over the head with the truth until he got it.
Scowling at the thought, she wrenched open her door and stalked out.
The first packmate who came upon her stared at the mark until she had to growl at him. Raising his hands, he walked off . . . but not before she"d caught the startled look on his face. She saw that same look everywhere, until it began to make her skin itch. Yeah, she could understand a bit of surprise, but usually it"d have been teamed with catcalls and teasing suggestions for revenge.
Today, nothing.
She cornered Hawke in his room before he"d even had his first cup of coffee, his jeans hanging perilously low on lean hips. When he blinked drowsily at her, she pushed past him, folded her arms, and started to rant about the over-the-top reaction. "He didn"t hurt me, so I don"t know why they"re-"
Shaking his head as if snapping himself awake, Hawke pressed a finger to her lips. "The mark is very precise," he said, his eyes on the flesh of her neck. "No rips, no tears. Means you didn"t struggle."
"So?" she asked, knowing she sounded belligerent but too annoyed to care.
"So you"re Indigo," Hawke murmured. "For you to have allowed this means something, and the pack understands that."
Scowling because she still didn"t think it was a big deal, she unfolded her arms and said, "As long as they don"t ha.s.sle Drew about it."
A look in his eyes she didn"t trust-it was too sneaky. "I wouldn"t worry about Drew." A pause. "I"d worry about how he"s planning to win the mating dance."
"Hmph." Indigo knew Drew very well by now. She was ready for his tricks. Raising her hand, she straightened Hawke"s thick hair with the familiarity of a long and deep friendship. "You need to go have s.e.x."
Hawke blinked, then stared at her. "What?"
She rolled her eyes. "I can sense your wolf straining at the reins, almost feel its hunger. It"s going to become obvious to the less dominant wolves sooner rather than later." Ignoring the fact that he was growling low in his throat, she stepped closer. "And because you"re alpha, your craziness will affect the rest of the pack."
She was right; Hawke knew she was right. That didn"t mean he wanted to listen to her. "There"s the door. Use it."
Blowing out a breath, she turned and headed away. "She hasn"t slept with him, you know."
Hawke froze, his eyes on his lieutenant"s retreating back.
Indigo put her hand on the k.n.o.b and shot him a look over her shoulder. "A woman can tell," she said, answering his unasked question. "Don"t leave it too late, Hawke, or you might just lose her."
CHAPTER 39.
Nikita met Anthony"s eyes as they sat at the Tahoe cabin again, having agreed on physical meetings as much as possible. Words spoken on the PsyNet had too high a risk of being heard by other ears. "Henry"s army is getting bigger day by day."
"There are enough people in the population disturbed by the problems in the Net that he has a wide pool to choose from."
"Yes." The Psy race had become used to the illusion of safety provided by Silence, would continue to cling to it as long as they possibly could-even when it was clear the illusion was slowly turning dark, rotting away until the Net was riddled with sickness.
"We have the strength to hold the Scotts off for a period of time, but neither of us is a military powerhouse," Anthony pointed out with perfect calm. "We need to consider our options."
"I have strong support in the city"s population base," Nikita said, "and that strength will continue to grow." Henry had made a critical mistake in the murders. In truth, there were very, very few "perfect" Psy in the Net, and now they all knew, thanks to Nikita"s careful whispers, that Henry found them dispensable. "The populace has reacted unfavorably to his attempts at intimidating them away from this region."
"And Kaleb?" Anthony asked. "There is a high chance he"ll seize control of the Arrows."
One Arrow was worth dozens of ordinary soldiers, but-"Asking Kaleb for a.s.sistance has to be a last-case scenario." Because it was highly likely he"d walk in and capture the city himself. "There is one more option." If they took it, it would shift the balance of power in the world forever.
CHAPTER 40.
Two days after the beginning of the mating dance, Indigo found herself standing on a ridge along the northern edge of their territory thanks to a report from Judd. The other lieutenant had somehow managed to "listen in" on a meeting between two high-level people in Pure Psy, and had come out with a disturbing account of their confidence in being able to take SnowDancer whenever they chose.
"There"s something else on the land that we haven"t found," he"d said in his last message, "something they"re certain will give them an insurmountable tactical advantage."
Hawke had immediately prioritized the task, placing Indigo in charge.
"We"ve swept this area, and other outlying areas, several times since the transmitters were originally discovered," Indigo now said to Riaz and Elias, both of whom stood with her, "and got nothing. So what are we missing?" Even now, the techs spread out below them like an army of ants, but she could tell they were discouraged.
"Chance the Psy penetrated deeper into regions we haven"t checked?" Riaz asked.
Elias was the one who answered. "Ask me, zero percent. We"re too unpredictable in those areas. An adult wolf could decide to go for a run at any time, night or day."
"I agree with Eli. The isolated sections are the only parts where they would"ve been sure of having an uninterrupted stretch of time." Letting her wolf rise to the surface, its vision more acute, Indigo focused in the distance-to see a heavily muscled wolf with fur the rich color of silver-birch bark loping up toward her. Her lips curved.
"Do we need to disappear?" Elias asked with a cough that struck her as suspicious.
When Indigo raised an eyebrow at him, he winked. "Drew"s style of courtship seems to involve pulling you into as many shadowy corners as he can."
Riaz snickered.
She decided to handle the ribbing with grace. "Didn"t you once get caught b.u.t.t naked with Yuki?" she asked Elias. "Weren"t you covered in chocolate sauce at the time?"
"Shuddup." Elias folded his arms. "And for your information, it was honey."
Riaz was doubled over by now, and though his hilarity was partly at her expense, Indigo"s wolf was glad to see him, if not happy, then at least able to find some joy. Turning to watch as Drew crested the final hill to circle around and stand beside her, she stroked her fingers over that proud head.
Having recovered from his fit of laughter, Riaz pointed to a small valley to the west. "They could"ve hidden something there. We haven"t paid much attention to that area because it"s so flood p.r.o.ne."
Indigo, her wolf rubbing contentedly inside her skin as Drew leaned his weight against her, nodded. "The four of us are free right now. We can borrow a couple of scanners and go have a preliminary look." But when she glanced down into Drew"s copper gaze, she saw disagreement. "What?"
He looked up.
"Are you rolling your eyes?" Her wolf was miffed.
A long sigh, and then he looked up again. Pointedly.
Indigo followed his gaze. "Eli, Riaz, am I blind?"