Walker (Bowen Boys, #1)(7)
That statement nearly had him run off the road.
“Watch it, moron. I haven’t found my mate yet and won’t if you scar my pretty face.”
“Are you seriously telling me that I won’t be able to have sex with any other female but her?”
Dylan nodded then grinned. “You can probably have sex with them, but you aren’t going to get off. According to the legend, you will be able to have all the sex you want, but it will be painful because you can’t get off. Also, you should know, that your mate will know it too. That you go to others for your…hum, to get your rocks off. Something to do with perimeters.”
“Pheromones,” Walker corrected without thinking. She would know kept going through his head. How she would know was because he would be… “What about jerking off?”
He flushed when his brother laughed. “Don’t know, big brother, but I would say probably. What the hell does one know about the opposite sex anyway? Besides, I’m pretty sure that won’t help you a hell of a lot either. I’ve not seen the girl in awhile, but I have a feeling that she’s pretty and more than likely stubborn as hell. How the hell else would she have withstood what happened to her and still manage to save Dad?”
Walker had forgotten about that. To hear his dad tell it she’d known who he was and what she was doing when she tossed the rock, or depending on the time of day he was telling it, the boulder, she’d thrown to distract the men away from them both.
He drove to the hospital and told his brother to not flirt with any of his nurses while he was gone. Walker knew Dylan was going to heed his warning like he was going to become a monk, but he did try. The patient he was seeing was an older woman who had been a friend of his mom’s for nearly all her life. His mom asked him to make sure she had the best of everything. He was trying.
Mary Donald was dying. She was in her late nineties and still as sharp as the day she’d turned thirty and met his mom as a child. When his mom had shifted accidentally, Mary had kept her safe until Walker’s grandparents had come to get her. She’d been an honorary pack member since.
“You said you’d be here at ten and it’s ten past. What did you find, a girl?” She looked at him hard. “You did, didn’t you? Hot damn, who is the lucky mate?”
“No one. And keep your voice down. You want someone to hear your potty mouth?” He grinned at her when she snorted at him. “And I have no one in my life but you at the moment.” He opened her chart and started to read what had been put on it last night and the day before after he’d left her. She’d had a bad night, and again last night. Walker sat on the chair and finished reading it before he looked at her. She was staring at him intently.
“Who is she? A regular girl like me?”
He nodded, knowing that if he didn’t tell her, she’d hound him to death.
“And your brother Khan, he’s keeping you from her, ain’t he?”
“He doesn’t know about her and our being mates. None of them do but Dylan and Mom and Dad. And I want to keep it that way.” He knew she wouldn’t say anything if he asked her not to, so he wasn’t really worried. “He would forbid it and you and I both know that.”
“He’s been hurt bad, your brother. Can’t really blame him for that. What he needs is a woman of his own to bring him around. That she-bitch, the girl he fell in love with, you know where I might find her?”
“No. And what do you plan to do if I did? Hire a hit man? I’ve already thought of that and it won’t work. She’s as human as you are and people would begin to miss her. Especially knowing who she is.”
Roseann Yates had been the woman who had hurt them all, but especially Khan. She’d betrayed him so badly that it had taken nearly five years of hard work and Khan crawling so deep within himself that he had never been able to come back. And his hatred of humans, any of them, including his distrust of this woman, had been legendary. He looked at Mary when she touched his cheek.
“He’ll come around once you tell him who she is to you. He’ll have to. He won’t be able to keep you two apart once you have her and we both know that you won’t be able to keep away.”
“I have to. And I will.” He opened the file again and started asking her what she thought they could do with her future treatments. She glared at him at first, but told him in no uncertain terms that when she died he was to simply let her.
“I’ve been waiting to jump off this train for some time. You have to let me go.” She lifted his chin to look into his eyes. “Guess I’ll have to hang around until you get this settled, but not one minute more. You bring her to see me and I’ll let you know if this foolishness you’re thinking about of not claiming her is gonna stick or not.”
“It will.” He left her twenty minutes later to find Dylan in the nurse’s lounge talking to three of his staff. They weren’t draped completely over him, but enough to know that had he not come in when he had, they’d all be having sex on the tiny couch in the room.
Dylan and he ended up at his house with a two cases of cold beer and six large pizzas. It was near the big house on the compound, within walking distance. So Marc and Reed were going to meet them there soon. Walker worked hard at keeping his thoughts off the beautiful blue-eyed woman at his parents’ house. He’d had her moved there shortly after she’d awakened the second time. He thought it best for everyone.