The Mating Call: Drekinn Series (5 page)

Calli was leaning over her desk, and he was sure that she didn't know she was giving him a great shot of her boobs. The perfectly, rounded globes made his mouth water. He wanted to throw her on the desk, but he held back. Instead, he leaned over the desk, bracing his hands in front of hers and getting to her level, so they were nose to nose. He could feel the electricity in the air sizzle when they got so close.

Her blue eyes got darker, he grinned; they must turn when she was aroused because he could totally scent her arousal in the room. It floated and wrapped around him like a teasing wind.

"You are not technically my supervisor, sweetheart, so I'm going to the meeting and anywhere else you are planning on going afterward," he said softly and firmly.

"Ya think?" she ground out.

"Oh, I know, sweetheart," he replied.

He could see she was having a hard time being so close to him. Their arousal scents were combining and filling the room with a sweet, tantalizing aroma. He wanted to kiss her so frickin' bad, but he held off; Kade was certain she would not appreciate it right now. He could do her dance but when all was said and done she would be his.

"Call me 'sweetheart' one more time, and you are gonna end up flat on your ass," she whispered menacingly.

Kade grinned; she should know not to pull a wolf's tail by now. They would rise to the challenge. His wolf was howling inside him, wanting him to tame his mate. Kade whispered back with a soft breath, "Bring it."

Calli sucked in her breath but refused to pull back. She would not be dominated by him. Her wolf would not allow it. He could see her wolf trying to come near the surface and fight him. She had amazing control. Most wolves he knew would have accepted the challenge he threw out, and they would be fighting by now.

They stood nose to nose, staring at each other for a few minutes, neither of them breaking eye contact. The tension in the room was rising to its breaking point. They both could feel it. Kade waited; he would be the victor here.

Before they could settle this little disagreement, there was a loud knock at the door and whoever it was didn't feel like they had to wait, because the door swung open. Kade never took his eyes off his mate, and neither did she. They stood like statues facing off.

It was Brooks; he could scent the Warlock, but more than that he could hear his chuckling.

"Looks like you are getting along well, there's no bloodshed. The meeting, we are all waiting for you two," Brooks said and waited while they both stood up straight still keeping their eye contact. "Shit, quit the pissing match," Brooks said and stepped in between them, breaking their stare off. No one won; no one lost. They were still on equal footing.

Calli growled behind Brooks when the Warlock took Kade's arm and began to steer him to the door. Brooks stopped and turned around surprised. She had never done that to him before apparently, if Kade understood the frown on the man's face.

"Stand down, Commander," Brooks ordered, and Kade turned his head to see Calli looking at the hand resting on his shoulder. "Okay, what the fuck is going on?"

"Nothing," Calli ground out and stalked out of the door.

Kade and Brooks watched her leave without a backward glance, and Kade grinned again.
This was gonna be some kind of fun
, he thought.

"Well?" Brooks said and waited while Kade watched until Calli was out of sight. He turned to his boss.

"She is my mate," Kade responded.

"Well fuck a duck, son; you have your work cut out for you." Brooks laughed, "She will not go down easily."

"Just the way I want it," Kade said and followed the direction his mate had gone. Brooks shook his head, following, laughing the whole way.

Chapter 4

Calli couldn't believe she had just growled at her boss. Her wolf had been pissed when the other man touched Kade. She was feeling the sexual tension and wanted to claim her mate. But that wasn't going to happen, she told her wolf in her head. She would not be tied down like a pretty, little housewife yet. She had more to do, and Kade needed to understand that. They would talk later; she decided, and then she would tell him that she was not going to mate anyone. Maybe she could say it convincingly enough to actually get him to back off. She was going to have to go home and get her purple, supersonic vibrator to keep at the office as it was.

Calli entered the meeting room and looked at all the people who were there. All the lead Commanders from all the sections and their tech geeks. Her friends sat at the end of the table with an empty chair in-between them. Calli nodded at Ms. Praton and then walked to her friends.

They looked at her curiously, and she shook her head, indicating she would talk to them later. Both were wolves, of course, so when she sat down they could tell she had been aroused. Rissa chuckled and shook her head knowingly. They probably thought she had gone down to see the men in the training room. They were all buff and hot, and when Calli went down there, she inevitably came back aroused. All of them did.

But when Brooks walked into the room with Kade, she felt her friends perk up. She could not stop the growl that came out when they checked out her mate, and her friends looked at her closely. Cherri was the first one to realize what was going on. She was the doctor and knew what a mating pair looked like when they first met, she had studied them. It took Rissa a few more minutes, until Calli dug her nails into her friend's wrist to draw her gaze from her mate.

Rissa frowned and then leaned around and looked at Cherri, who was grinning. Then she caught on and sucked in her breath. "Oh shit," Rissa said in a low voice. "We have a new roommate?"

"No," Calli ground out and glared at her friend.

"Um, ok, just saying, we all planned for it. He will have to know that he is going to be living with all of us, and we will totally support him running around naked," Rissa whispered. They planned a long time ago if the mates didn't accept the friend, it was tough shit. They came as a package, not for sex, their wolves would never allow it. No, they had been through too many years together to actually move apart. Their wolves knew they were family and had declared them a small Pack, whether anyone acknowledged that or not.

Packs were something that was only family now. The organization of all the magical communities, did not allow for single groups to separate and be organized. They discovered over the years, that if a Pack, Pride, Clan, or Coven grew too large, they could disrupt the balance of the Community. But wolves still needed Packs, and cats still needed Prides, etc. So they declared that family members would all be considered a group. Lone wolves, or creatures, could join a family. But the family was only allowed to accept two
Lone
creatures at a time. They were all registered and documented in the Drekinn Agency.

"We have a problem," Ms. Praton said, and she stepped to the front of the table and looked around at each of them. Finally, her gaze landed on the three of them. Calli, Rissa and Cherri shifted in their seats uncomfortably. They hated to be the center of the attention at a meeting, now at a bar, that was different.

Brooks and Kade quickly took the chairs closest to the door. "Before you sit down, Mr. Milgren, let me introduce you to the team."

Kade stood at attention but nodded to all the people the older woman pointed out. Of course when she got to his mate and her friends, he did grin, he couldn't help himself, especially when her friends started nudging her.

"Kade, will be the new Commander of training, if I'm correct, he will make this a permanent position?" she said looking at Calli, and then him slyly. She knew, Kade knew the moment the old dragon said the words that she knew before he had even arrived that they were mates. He wondered if it was a dragon thing.

Kade just nodded and then sat back down. Calli sat with her mouth open at the end of the table, and the blonde woman next to her that Ms. Praton introduced as Cherri, raised her hand and pushed up on her chin, closing her mouth. His mate frowned and glared at him.

"Back to business," the woman said and walked to the wall the monitors all hung on. They could monitor any area within the city in this room. That's what the tech geeks and Rissa all did. They made sure if an Enforcer was needed, they got there. In addition, they could also search for
Ulfer,
who were causing problems or on the wanted list. Unfortunately, their wanted list had expanded a lot in the last few months. Rissa had been talking about it at home.

The monitor came to life, and Calli knew they were going to be looking at a recording of something. Without saying a word, she pressed a button and two men appeared in a conversation in what looked like a Drag Bar downtown. Calli couldn't place the bar, but sat up and watched closely.

"The
King
has made an alliance with several of the Packs who want to do business with us. He's working his way through the Prides next to see where he can gain support. But he needs these three chicks taken out first before he can organize too much," the initial man said quietly. Their backs were to the camera, so she couldn't actually see his face, but she knew the voice. It was the
King's
right-hand man, the top of the most-wanted board. They had heard him plenty of times over the last few years. He made all the plans for the
King
, hired thugs and then disappeared. At the Agency, they called him 'Mr. Twisted', since they had seen what he was capable of.

Last month, they found a woman who obviously, he had paid for sex. The reason they knew it was him was because of the monitors, they were set to find him when he showed up on the radar. The Enforcers were too late; he had tied her up, tortured her, then killed her. The dead guy examiner, as Calli referred to him, said he had ejaculated on her dead body when he was done. It pissed her off that they had not been able to find him. All they had was a voice print and the back of his head.

"What's so special about these chicks?" the hired thug, whose face was not shown either, said. Calli turned her head and tried to place the voice, but she couldn't. She studied the monitor, the program had not been able to identify him either. So that meant he was not registered in the Agency database. He was a
Loner
. Not good.

"None of your business.
The King
just wants them eliminated. So, do you want the job or should I find someone else?" Mr. Twisted said.

"Fuck no, I'll take it; how much are we talking?" The
Loner
said.

There was a muffed sound, and they could tell that papers were exchanged. "Everything's in here. Call this number when you're done," Mr. Twisted said and stood up and left.

Then a freakin' gorgeous Drag Queen came to the table. She had hot pink hair that was obviously a wig, but it was cut into a bob. Her dress was turquoise with sequins; her make-up done heavily but to perfection. Hell, if she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt walking down the street, she could pass for a woman. She had a great figure. Calli and her friends leaned forward to check out her boobs to see if they were real or silicone. And she looked tall because she cocked her hip above the tall table and said, "Your friend didn't order the minimum drink requirement. So you have to pick up the tab, what'll it be?" she said in a sassy tone.

The
Loner
stood and threw money on the table and said, "Bill is paid."

The Drag Queen laughed, picked up the money and put it in her bra and then left with her hips shaking. Hot damn, she was going to a Drag Bar; she loved it.

The tape ended, and Ms. Praton turned back around, "So as you can see, we have a lot going on right now. Apparently, there are hits out on our top Commanders, and the
Ulfer
decided to go into business with some of the Packs and Prides. We have to find out who they are targeting; some of the larger families could really pose a problem. The business they are referring to is disturbing also. Dr. Steive will explain."

Cherri stood up, and Calli looked up a little surprised; she had no indication that Cherri had any information about this, she would have told them.

"I just received this report this morning," Cherri said and looked at her friends pointedly to let them know she hadn't had a chance to talk to them yet.

Rissa and Calli nodded, shit, this was not going to be good. If Cherri had a report, it had to do with one of two things. Drugs or Genes, and neither would be good. A few decades ago, a doctor tried to genetically create something that would change any human that had even a trace amount of shifter or magical being in their blood into a full-blooded
Breyting
. But it hadn't worked; instead, it had killed a lot of people. Unfortunately, the doctor had never been caught, but they had reports, he was human; he should be long dead by now.

"Unfortunately we have reports that someone is working with the
Ulfer
. The information is sketchy at best. But here is what we know. They have a scientist of sorts working with them to turn humans again into
Breyting
, and
Ulfer.
As you all know, the difference between the two is huge.
Breyting
are full shifters and magical beings; they are born, not changed. Any human with even the slightest amount of magical or shifter blood can have a full-blooded shifter. We have no clue how it happens, but our assumption is there is a dominant DNA strand that allows this. They have the full use of their powers and can control them. A shifter can shift at will and also control his animal side with little problems. They are connected and act as one when they are shifted. Just the same as other creatures like Warlocks, Witches, Sidhe, and Fae, they are directly connected with their powers and can control them easily."