Alsie POV-
Again... what the HELL?? What was that? That was absolutely amazing and wrong on so many levels. His scent, his lips, his embrace. Oh, man.
I backed out of my driveway, and I am heading to i-5 North on my usual route to work. I have to pull over for a minute. I can’t think straight, that was amazing, but so wrong. They’re the Sandolf Alpha triplets of the West, the soon-to-be Alphas of the largest, richest, most feared pack on the west coast and the eldest triplet is kissing me in my driveway at 3:00am?
This isn’t happening. It didn’t mean anything. I’m sure it happened because we all are just tired and comfortable with each other. We grew up together, we lived in the packhouse together, we know each other. I know the boys are under a lot of stress and strain because of the not finding a fated mate thing and Alpha Kordell not wanting to relinquish the ruling Alpha title until the triplets find a mate, or at the very least agree on a contract Luna. I’ve been working long hours, avoiding the politics of the pack.
Something about the whole “contract Luna” bothers me deep to my core. I don’t know why. I get it, all packs need a strong Luna, it makes them better, it completes the Alpha. It just doesn’t seem like something that should be done via contract.
I don’t know why the kiss happened, but still that was amazing. His scent of coffee and caramel smelled wonderful. It doesn’t help that the three of them are beautiful to look at. Osiris stands 6’9” tall, in his human form. He has a coffee-colored complexion with turquoise eyes rimmed in emerald-green. His hair is a wavy, dark, midnight black with shiny, copper highlights all throughout.
The triplets are larger than other werewolves in both their wolf and human form because they are Dire wolf descendants. They also aren’t 100% identical. They do look exactly alike in height, all three of them are 6’9” tall, have a chiseled muscular build, and identical facial structure, but their coloring is different.
Evander has a dark caramel complexion with medium dark brown, wavy, hair with the same copper highlights as Osiris and Andrew. His eyes are a striking emerald-green rimmed in the same color copper as the highlights in his hair.
Andrew has mocha colored skin with copper eyes that look like colored glass, his eyes are rimmed in the same color turquoise as Osiris’s primary eye color. Andrew’s hair is a sandy brown color with the same copper highlights that both Osiris and Evander have.
If you’re into tall, dark, and gorgeous, you’d have it in spades if those three were your mates.
Enough. Enough. Enough. I’ve got to stop thinking about the triplets, get my head in the game and concentrate on this drive to work. But that kiss was amazing. Why? Why where all three of them at my house? Why didn’t they all know they were at my house? What were they doing there? Were they watching me? Why the kiss?
Stop. Stop. Stop. I shake my head and try to clear my thoughts. Then I start laughing out loud, as I remember Osiris telling me to “have a good day”. Yeah, right! I’m a homicide detective. I’m on my way to a crime scene where someone died.
I decided to call the station house and talk with someone in my unit to see if I could get any information before I arrive. I’m also hoping that the phone call will distract me from my thoughts.
“Station 14. How may I direct your call?”
“Hey Vera, it’s Detective Alsie, is anyone in the bullpen upstairs?”
“Yes Detective, Officer Randell is in. I’ll transfer you to his desk.”
Of all people in the bullpen tonight, officer Randell is the one on duty. This guy is lazy, always looking for a shortcut, and has a short fuse. Somehow, he gets his job done, but how is a mystery. I can see him now with his uncombed, shaggy, blonde hair, feet on his desk, leaning back in his chair, scrolling on his cell phone.
“This is Randell.”
“Good early morning Officer Randell, it’s Detective Alsie.”
“Detective, can I ask you a question?”
Not what I was expecting. I thought I was going to be the one asking the questions.
“Sure. I guess.”
“What’s your last name? I’m Officer Randell, but my name is Lucas Randell. Just like all the others in this building, I’m called by my last name. You’re called by your first name Alsie; I mean unless your name is Alsie-Alsie.”
This guy “Alsie-Alsie”. Is he for real right now? Even though he is annoying me to my core, and we’ve only been on the phone for 30 seconds, it is a distraction from all my other thoughts.
“No, my name is not Alsie-Alsie. It’s Jones. Alsie Jones. But since there are 4 other Jones in the station house, I didn’t want to be A. Jones. I applied for a name exception, and I was granted it, so there would be less confusion.”
Jones is my human side last name. My actual last name is Neferet, it means beautiful woman in Egyptian. Neferet is the last name I go by in the Far-Side pack.
“Oh, I get it A. Jones, like a jones. That’s funny. Ok, good enough for me. What can I help you with?”
That was surprisingly easy, even though that wasn’t what I meant at all. Usually, this guy finds something and runs with it for a while. A jones, is he for real?
“I’m on my way in. I guess Johns and I caught another one, after I left. I know she’s sleeping in the bunk. Is there anything you can tell me, so I’m not arriving blind?”
“Hey, have you ever noticed how many of our people’s names end in an ‘s’ Johns, Banks, Floyds, Sams? Hmmm, I think that’s interesting.”
What is it with this guy and names?
“Sure, I guess. Yeah, a lot of ‘s’s. Not why I’m calling though.”
“Right. Right. It’s a single homicide at Club 8. GSW to the chest. There is some weirdness regarding animals in cages, or there were animals in cages. I don’t know. Animal control was called, we haven’t heard anything back from them yet. Everything had appeared to be pretty normal. Well except for the dead lady laying on the floor. Money was in the cash drawer, victim still had her wallet, ID, money, car keys, phone, all that. CSU is still processing the scene. I’m waiting for the video footage from the CCTV cams.”
“What do you mean, animals?”
“Oh, yeah, that’s really weird. There was a large black cat found inside the venue with what looked like posable thumbs. When I say large, I mean like LARGE, bigger than the biggest male lion at the zoo. The weirder part, weirder, that’s a real word, right? Anyway, is it looked like an all-black, male lion, mane and all. Then there were these smaller cages stacked on top of themselves in the storage room. We don’t know what was in them because they were empty.”
Did I mention Randell has a way of getting you and himself sidetracked?
“I think weirder is an ok word. Sounds like maybe an exotic animal trafficking ring.”
“Could be, but why kill the large cat and the girl?”
“Good question Officer Randell. Can you get ahold of someone at this hour to start the process of getting Club 8’s phone records and a list of cell numbers that pinged the closest cell tower between the hours of 10:00pm and 3:00am?”
“Yeah, sure Alsie-Alsie. I’ll get right on it.”
“Great, Thanks.” There it is Alsie-Alsie. I’m going to be Alsie-Alsie forever. I let the Alsie-Alsie comment slide. Unfortunately, with officer Randell I’m going to hear that about 1000 times before he stops saying it, if he stops saying it. He’s like a lazy toddler. I’m sure he hung up with me and went right back to putting his feet on his desk, scrolling his phone.
We’ve got a large black cat, small animal cages, a night club, no sign of robbery, maybe animal theft but that’s a property crime. Animals are considered objects and since their value is subjective, based on what people will pay for them, we don’t have a way to determine how much they are actually worth.
Exotic animals definitely garner more money per purchase. However, the black market for them is not small. Many people will pay a pretty penny for an animal that could kill them. Just to say, “look what I have, and you don’t”. It’s an interesting thing humans do. Trying to show each other up all the time. It seems exhausting and pointless.
I’m about twenty minutes away from the precinct and once again my mind starts to go back to the kiss. The way he softly and gently touched my arm, the warmth I felt from his touch. His lips, soft, supple, and smooth but firm at the same time. The way he pulled me close to him, like he didn’t want a single wisp of air to separate us.
What am I going to do when I get back to the pack? We don’t live in the same house anymore, but we do live on the same grounds.
My cottage is not far from the packhouse since it is in the Warrior Cottage Courtyard.
Alpha Kordell stopped the long tradition of all ranked members, and high skilled warriors living in the packhouse. He said it was stupid because another pack could do some serious damage if they managed to take the house. That’s when he built the warrior courtyard and the cabins for the Beta, Gamma, and Delta families.
Hopefully, this case will keep me busy for awhile and I’ll just stay here, in the human world, at a hotel while I work. By the time I get back to the Far-Side pack, the kiss will just be a memory, and the boys will have found their mate.
Alsie POV-That was amazing! Nothing like what I experienced with the triplets. Don’t get me wrong that was amazing too, but it felt more animalistic and needy. This was passionate and exciting.My neck was sore where he bit me. My legs were still weak. I needed a minute to gather my thoughts. I also needed a shower.“Hey Love, let’s go get a shower. I’ll help you to the bathroom.”“Thanks Kane.”We walked slowly to the bathroom, once we entered the bathroom, I placed a towel down on the vanity seat and sat down. I winced a little, I was tender down there.“You OK, Love?”“Yea, just a little tender. The last few days I’ve used body parts and muscles, I didn’t even know I had.”Kane laughed out loud, “You mean, you never explored yourself?” he asked with as he looked over his shoulder at me.He was drawing a bath and adding some bath salts. The tub was huge jacuzzi tub and I couldn’t wait to get it in.I chuckled at his question, “No, I’m not saying that. I have explored myself, but it
Kane POV-I kissed her lips again; this time she deepened the kiss. My body was aching for her, and I needed to bite her. It had been almost a week since I last drank from someone. I didn’t know how much more restraint I could muster. I wanted to take my time with my mate, but I also had other needs.I tried to stop these thoughts I didn’t want to be distracted right now; I wanted to be in the moment, and I didn’t want Alsie to pick up on my feelings.“Kane?” she asked quietly“Yes Love?” I responded not releasing my embrace of her.“I know you need to bite me, I know you need to feed.”“Yes, I do Love, but I can wait until the time is right. There is no rush.”“That’s not what your thoughts just shared with me.”“Love, this time is about you, not me.”I knew as soon as the words left my mouth, they were wrong. Alsie’s eyes opened and looked at me filled with rage.“No, this time is OUR time together. I will not spend my time with an ill mate. If you do not feed, you will become sick
Kane POV-I took Alsie by the hand and led her up the last flight of stairs to the master suite.When I opened the door, she gasped and looked at me.“Kane, this is beautiful. The view of the mountains from here is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. It looks like we could just open the door and touch them.”“Yes, Love. It almost makes you forget there is a whole house below this room.”“I never want to leave this room. Everything about it is simple but elegant. You’ve got great taste, for a 14,000-year-old vampire,” Alsie snickered.“Oh, I see you’ve got jokes now. Ok, ok, good to know. What do you say we venture out to that balcony and get a real good look of the view.”“Lead the way,” she said playfully.I walked over and opened the balcony door, a swish of cool spring air floated in. Alsie walked over and proceeded to walk out onto the balcony. Once she reached the railing, I walked up behind her put my arms around her waist and nuzzled my chin on her shoulder. She leaned back in
Kane POV- I grabbed Alsie by the hand and lifted her out of the chair she was sitting in. I wanted her now.“Umm, I haven’t finished my meal,” she protested.“I’ll warm you up some later.” I said as I pulled her close to me. I loved the way she smelled, like snickerdoodle cookies.I held her close to me and sniffed her hair. The feel of her touch was making me needy.“Upstairs.” I said into her hair, and she responded by leading the way to the stairs.I watched her take the first couple of steps ahead of me. I stepped up behind her and put my hands on her hips. I needed to touch her.“Mmmm,” she moaned as she leaned back into my chest. “Has everyone left yet?” she asked me in breathless anticipation.“Goddess, I hope so, because if not they’re about to get a show.” I murmured in her ear.We proceeded up the stairs, stopping every few steps to sneak in a kiss and a touch. By the time we got to the 2nd floor I couldn’t wait any longer.The 2nd floor had a landing that had a small couch
Alsie POV-After a long make-out session in the backseat, we pulled up to the cabin Kane had rented for us for the week. A man opened the backseat door for us.“Hello, you must be our guests for the week?”Kane exited the vehicle, and stood just outside of the door, blocking me in the backseat in a protective manner until he was reassured that everything was safe.“Yes, and you must be George?”“Sir.” George acknowledged as he slightly dipped his head.“Mr. Kane, you will find the cabin has been fully stocked, including the items you texted me about earlier today. The kitchen staff have prepared a meal for you and Ms. Alsie. I will take your bags to the master suite located on the 3rd floor.”“Thank you, George.” George grabbed our bags from the trunk of the car, and once George had made his way towards the open front door, Kane reached in the backseat and grabbed my hand. I slid over to Kane and took his hand in mine; Kane helped me out of the car.“It’s breathtaking.” I said quietl
Alsie POV-I watched out the window as we drove to the lake cabin. The scenery was beautiful, snow-capped mountains, tall evergreen trees, grassy hillsides, bright, vibrant wildflowers in full bloom, colors of orange, pink, purple, and white dotted everywhere you looked. A few small waterfalls of snow runoff, coming off the rock formations, and spilling into small streams. It was quiet and serene.“Kane, this drive has been beautiful.”“I’m glad you are enjoying it, Love.”On instinct I moved closer to Kane. Him and I were in the backseat of the luxury car being driven by a car company. The more time I spent with him, the more I was drawn to him. Kane is beautiful. He is over six feet tall, thin build, but strong. He has blue-grey eyes, a clean-shaven, chiseled jaw, perfect skin, not a blemish or acne scar in sight. He has dark blonde hair with darker colored highlights, his hair is cut short, but it suits him. “You keep staring at me.”“Sorry,” I said and turned away, my cheeks get