Chapter Twenty

Dylan

It’s been a couple of weeks and finally things are back to normal. I moved back into my condo once the New Year came in. Dean didn’t want to let me go but realistically it didn’t make sense for me not to move back into my spot. My mark has been stinging since we’ve been apart and it makes me uncomfortable but I’m still paying for all of the bills here and I’ve gotten pretty good at keeping my wolf under control so there was no excuse to not come home. I did think it was sweet how sad he looked dropping me off though.

Walking down the corridor I see the person I’ve been subtly looking for all day.

“Reed could I talk to you for a second?” I ask sweetly. He’s been moping around to really sell it to Lydia that I’m the devil and it’s been pissing me off severely.

He nods solemnly and follows me into the empty hospital room.

I breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth like Dean taught me, I’m going to need all of my control for this to work.

“What do you want to talk about Dylan?” he asks, sugar falling from his lips his tone is so sickeningly sweet.

I have to fight hard not to blacken his eye. “About us,” I respond, “More importantly about why you would lie to Lydia like you did. I thought we were fine.”

“We are fine. We’ll be even better when I don’t have to see your face every day as beautiful as it may be. See, I knew you had no intention of being with me forever but you couldn’t even stick it out long enough to let me fủck, even after I made you come with every stitch of your clothes on. You can’t honestly think I would let you get away with playing with my emotions like that can you?” he asks, giving me one of those smirks that used to make my stomach feel funny.

My heart rate is sky high and I struggle profusely to lower it. What happened to the sweet caring Reed I used to know? “You can’t be serious,” I start, still trying to give him a chance, “Tell me you’re fủcking with me.”

“I’m not and that’s been the problem,” he retorts, shrugging his shoulders. “Now if you’d like to change that at any time then maybe I’d change what I told Lydia but until that happens I guess I’ll have to keep moping around until you get fired.”

I struggle to find words as he heads to the door to leave. “W-wait,” I stutter out and you can almost hear his smile.

“Yes?” he sings, turning around on a dime.

“Turn off the lights,” I say in a low voice, my expression dejected.

His smile widens as he reaches for the light switch. I keep the saddened look on my face until the lights go out.

I can hear his shoes flop off and a sadistic smile spreads across my face. Closing my eyes to focus my energy I reopen them with new vision. He’s rushing out of his clothes like his life depends on it. It takes everything in my not to laugh when his foot gets caught in the pants leg of his scrubs.

“Where are you?” he asks once he’s naked, “God, it’s dark as hell in here.”

I watch him struggle, waving his hands in front of him as he takes tentative steps around the room. I wait until he gets close to my position by the wall and slide the rolling stool in front of him. With the next step he makes, he trips, making the stool shoot out to the left as he stumbles forward.

He mumbles a curse, bracing himself against the wall. I take my opportunity and step in front of him, sliding my fingers slowly down the side of his face and down his body until I’m gripping his, as much as I hate to admit it, impressive length in my hand.

“Oh! Going right for the gold eh?” he asks, his heartbeat speeding.

“Mhmm,” I reply, focusing on my next move and trying to ignore Dean’s mark burning me.

“Ease up on the nails would you?” he gripes and I watch him wince.

I fully extend my claws at this point, ready to do what I came here to. “Get your attack dog Lydia to back off,” I dig my claws into his sensitive manhood and allow my wolf to take over, flashing my now glowing eyes at him, “or you’ll have to deal with mine.”

He lets out a scream that can only be compared to a six year old girl. “Get away from me!” he squeals.

I let him go and apply GermX to my hands as I watch him scramble around in the dark with a grin on my face. He’s tripping over everything and hitting medical carts and IV leads until he finds the door, screaming the entire time. He flings it open and runs straight out, still as naked as the day he was born.

I can’t hold it in anymore and burst into a fit of laughter. My eyes are watering and I can’t breathe but I never thought he would leave without even grabbing his clothes.

Stepping out into the hall quietly, I slip into Mr. Stromberg’s room across the hall.

“Time for my sponge bath already?” he asks with a perverted smile.

I nod, not even minding his dirty old mind for today.

*

“You did what?” Dean asks, his voice is calm but I can hear his heartbeat, it’s not the pattern it normally beats on.

I bring his glass of water from the kitchen but when he refuses to grab it I just hold it in my hand. “I know you heard me Dean your hearing is even better than mine. It’s not that big of a deal. I told you I would deal with it and I did.”

“By grabbing another man’s dịck!” he exclaims, jumping up in that way that makes me nervous. It always means he’s going to freak out and hit something or go and find some other way to take out his aggression. I can only assume Reed’s house would be his first stop.

“Calm down Karter,” I say softly, putting down the water on my coffee table. I cross the space between us and place both hands on the sides of his face, forcing him to look into my eyes. “It was just a means to an end. Don’t let this become a thing.”

My words seem to be working and the wrinkle in his forehead begins to fade until suddenly it’s back. He grabs my hands and pulls them away from his face with a disgusted expression.

“Did you really just touch me with your dịck hands?” he asks, his face turning up even more as he asks.

I want to laugh but I hold it back. “I washed my hands immediately after Dean.”

He shakes his head and paces the floor. “It doesn’t matter you still touched it! You touched him! I should go over to his house right now and rip the fủcking vienna sausage off!”

I can’t hold it this time, I laugh. Reed’s nowhere near as big as Karter but he’s far from a vienna, of course I won’t be telling him that.

“You think this is funny?” he asks, anger filling his already flushed face, “You not only touched another man but you showed him your wolf! You could’ve put every wolf in the city in danger. If the wrong people get word of this-” He stops and just shakes his head.

“I’m sorry Dean. I didn’t think-,” I start but he interrupts me loudly.

“Exactly! You didn’t! It’s not all about you and your fủcking school girl crush on that stupid puny human!” he yells then mumbles, “I knew you couldn’t control yourself.”

My own anger kicks in and I cross the room to get in his face.

“To hell with you Karter! I don’t need this. You don’t own me! I can do what I dḁmn well please! I made sure we weren’t seen by anyone or any cameras it’ll be his word against mine and that’s if he even tells anyone. This isn’t about anyone finding out and you know it! You’re just being insecure and jealous and taking it out on me! Well you can fủck off!”

He’s flinching with every word having never seen this side of me but I’m not going to stop now, I physically can’t.

“I had a problem to solve so I solved it, end of story. If you didn’t want me to use the perks of it you shouldn’t have made me into a monster.” My heart sinks the second I say it and I want to take it back, especially when I see his face drop.

His eyes are glassy when he looks at me one last time before heading for my front door.

“Karter,” I call after him, “Dean please-” He ends my attempted apology by slamming the door in my face.

“Dḁmn it,” I growl out, grabbing the untouched glass of water and lobbing it at the wall.

The glass shatters and water sprays everywhere before sliding down my wall turning the bright orange a little darker.

*

Karter

After Dylan’s comment about me turning her into a monster I shifted and ran all the way home to get my hostility out. Her touching the human pissed me off and still does but hearing the disdain in her voice when she said that killed me. Grey went by to pick up my car a few hours later and reported back to me he could hear her crying inside and watching Pretty Little Liars. It took every ounce of strength I had not to run to her and work things out. It’s still physically hurting me to not go to her knowing she’s hurting but hell so am I. I don’t know who that woman was back there but she wasn’t the woman I know. Her wolf takes over more often than she’s aware of, her eyes were glowing the entire time she was yelling at me. I keep telling her she’s going to have to shift again to get more acquainted with her wolf but it scares her since it hurt so badly the first time. The scariest part is that the more she avoids letting her wolf out the more she’ll come through in her human life which can start causing problems for all of us. If the wrong person gets wind and starts asking questions there could be some real consequences.

Even though I know it wasn’t her talking, per se, I’m still not ready to talk to her regardless of how restless my wolf is because of her discomfort. The thoughts still had to have been in her mind otherwise her wolf never would’ve said them. To know that somewhere in her she regrets me marking her kills me. It makes me feel unwanted fears that I’m ashamed to admit, even to myself. It’s not too late for her to reject me, she hasn’t marked me and completed the bond. At any time she can reject me and I’ll feel all of the heartbreak all on my own. Everyday a small piece of her mark will fade away and I’ll feel it stabbing away at me to my very soul.

I shake the thought away and roll over to grab my phone. The only way to make sure my worst fear never becomes a reality is to fix this now before it becomes something even bigger.

“I’m so glad you called Dean. I’m sorry I didn’t mean what I said I don’t know what came over me,” she rambles and then sniffs, her voice full of gloom.

“I know Angel. It’s okay. It’s just-” I stop myself but realize I need to be honest with her, “it’s just when you say things like that it makes me feel like you regret all of this…like you regret us.”

My heart is beating like a drum. She can probably hear it through the phone. My entire body heats at the thought and I know I’m blushing.

“I could never regret anything to do with you Dean,” she finally says softly, “I will admit though I still miss being human sometimes. It gets so hard trying to always control myself.”

I laugh softly, “It gets easier, especially when you let your wolf out more.”

The silence on her end of the line is deafening. I can imagine her staring off into space, biting her lip, remembering her first shift.

“It hurts,” she finally mumbles, “I hate it so much Dean.”

The break in her voice makes my heart ache. I immediately hop out of bed and start getting dressed.

“I know Rose but it’s part of the process. Your wolf came out on me today that’s why you couldn’t control yourself,” I explain as I slip into my Nike slides, “If you’d shift more and allow yourself to get accustomed to her and her to you it would be easier for you.”

Her silence has me grabbing my keys from the nightstand and dropping them into the pocket of my sweats before slipping a thermal over my head.

“I’m coming over,” I state, already halfway down the stairs.

“What?” she asks, shock evident in her voice, “It’s two in the morning.”

I slam the door to my car. “I know that, but you need me. Don’t even try to deny it, I can feel it.”

She huffs in response making me laugh that I know her so well.

“I have to work in the morning,” she offers, as if I’d go back home.

“I know. You see I wouldn’t have to make any of these late night drives if you would’ve just stayed in the pack house,” I joke, some truth behind my statement.

“Yeah yeah,” she says and I can hear her walking towards the door to open it for me, her hearing is getting better if she heard me close my door. The door swings open and we’re both still holding our phones to our ears like idiots. “So what are you saying?”

“Move in with me.”

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Hello my good people!!!

Hope yall enjoyed the chapter!! It’s kind of just a filler but I wanted to get Dylan’s work troubles out of the way. There are only nine chapters, including an epilogue left in the story *tear* but in case you guys didn’t know this will be trilogy!! You didn’t think you’d get rid of Dylan and Karter so quickly did you?

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