Jagers Mate

Chapter Ten

The room went from being so quiet you could hear a pin drop to six people talking all at once in rather loud male voices. Daylen couldn’t help chuckling when she saw the frantic faces of Roxie’s Protectors. Even Jager looked as if someone had told him the world was about to be destroyed and he was the only one who could stop it.

“This means we’re going to have watch Roxie even closer,” Skylar said.

“We’ll now have to do night shifts at Beowulf and Roxie’s house,” Roan said in a pained voice.

“Roxie won’t be able to go to Wulf’s Den anymore. It won’t be safe for her and the baby,” Kye added.

“I don’t mind taking the first night shift,” Dirk said.

“If Miles finds out about this, we’re fucked,” Leif said.

All Jager said was, “Fuck me.”

Saskia hadn’t said anything, but from the thoughtful look she wore, Daylen figured she was thinking about what Roxie had just told them.

When the men continued to talk over each other, Roxie put her fingers in her mouth and let out a shrill whistle. All the werewolves in the room stopped talking and covered their ears.

Now that Roxie had everyone’s attention, she said, “Me being pregnant does not mean things have to change. So I’m going to have a baby. Countless women have done it.”

Saskia finally spoke up. “That may be true, Roxie, but you aren’t exactly just any other pregnant woman. You’re the foretold one. We already know Miles will do anything to get his hands on you. We also know he’s recovered from the loss of his last headquarters. His new one we have yet to find, but he’s still recruiting lone wolves.

Remember Jager managed to corner one of his men before the lone wolf got away. You being pregnant means we’ll have to be extra vigilant.”

Daylen cringed inside when she heard Saskia mention Jager confronting the lone wolf. It was because of her that Miles’ man had gotten away. Now able to see the sword fight from Jager’s standpoint, Daylen realized she’d caused the Protectors to lose out on some valuable information. Since she was now technically one of them because she and Jager were mated, she figured her skills as a police officer could be used to help them find where Miles’ new headquarters were.

Before Roxie could reply to Saskia, Daylen asked, “Who is Miles?”

Saskia answered her. “Miles is my true brother. At one time, he was one of us, one of the foretold one’s Protectors. He left vowing to find the foretold one for himself when I was chosen to be the Protectors’ leader. Miles figured it should have been him.”

“What’s his last name?”

“It’s Jensen.”

“Can you give me a description of him?”

“Miles is just about as tall as Jager, has the same hair and eye color as me, and has similar features.”

“Where was the location of his last headquarters?”

Saskia rattled off an address in San Francisco’s older warehouse district. She then said, “I’m not sure why you need all this information about Miles. And the warehouse is no longer there. Miles blew it up because we got too close to him.”

“It was my fault the lone wolf got away from Jager. If not for me, you probably would already have the location of Miles’ new headquarters. I’m going to fix that.”

Daylen then asked the room at large, “Do one of you have a cell phone I can use?”

“You can use mine.” Dirk pulled one out of the front pocket of his jeans and tossed it to her.

Daylen caught it and flipped it open. She punched in the number to her police station. Once the other end picked up, she said, “Hey, Carey, it’s Daylen. Can you put me through to Ted’s line?” She then waited for Ted to pick up. When he did, she said, “Hi, Ted. I was wondering if you could use your amazing police detective skills and dig some information up for me.”

Ted chuckled. “Anything for you, Daylen. What do you need?”

“I need whatever info you can get on a man named Miles Jensen.” She then gave Ted a description of Miles. “I also need you to look up who was listed as owning a warehouse that blew up some months back in the old warehouse district.” Daylen quickly gave Ted the address Saskia had given her.

“No problem. I’ll see what I can find and call you back at home.”

“I’m not at home right now. I’m over at a friend’s place. You can call me at this number.” Daylen looked at Dirk who told her the number to his cell. Daylen repeated it for Ted.

“This may take me a while, especially finding the information you want about the warehouse.”

“That’s okay. I’m pretty sure I’m going to be here for most of the day.”

After Daylen hung up with Ted, she snapped the cell phone closed and tossed it back to Dirk. “Ted is one of the detectives at my station. He has a knack for finding information about people and places that others can’t. If he can find out who owned the warehouse, he may be able to trace it to another property that Miles may have recently purchased.”

“Damn,” Kye said. “Having a cop in the family is going to have some fringe benefits.”

Daylen smiled. “I figure since I’m now a Protector too I might as well start pulling my weight.”

Jager started shaking his head. “Whoa, slow down there. You’re my mate. I never said anything about you becoming one of Roxie’s Protectors. You haven’t even said whether or not you want Roxie to turn you yet. A mortal doesn’t stand a chance against a werewolf. We’re a lot faster and stronger than your kind.”

Daylen narrowed her eyes. “My kind? Well this mortal has gotten the jump on you more than once.”

“That’s only because you caught me off guard each time.”

“Oh, really? Shall we test out your theory and see if I can still take you down head-on?”

“We don’t just fight with our fists, Daylen. We fight with our swords, and if need be, in our wolf forms. As a mortal, you wouldn’t be able to defend yourself against one of Miles’ men.”

“What’s the matter, Jager?” she taunted. “Are you afraid I’ll prove you wrong?”

Leif jumped up. “You’ve got him now, Daylen. That’s one thing Jager can never pass up on—a direct challenge.”

Jager crossed his arms over his wide chest. “All right, Daylen. You want to do this, then let’s see who has the right of it. I’d rather you found out here how much of a disadvantage you have than while facing down one of Miles’ men out on the street. I’ll go get my sword, and I’ll meet you down in the basement.”

After Jager left the living room, Daylen and the others in the room made their way down to the basement. Daylen took in the weights and large open space. The mansion’s basement had been set up as a training room. She moved to stand in the middle of the open space while everyone else went to stand off to the side.

It didn’t take Jager long to join them. He carried his unsheathed sword in his hand.

Once he stood in front of her, he said, “Remember, I don’t like to lose. I won’t take it easy on you.”

She smiled. “I wouldn’t expect you to.”

Without giving her any warning, Jager swung at her with his sword. She jumped out of the way. Daylen may not have the speed of a werewolf, but she was still pretty quick on her feet. She then spent the next few minutes dodging Jager’s blows while striking out at him with her hands and feet. Since Jager was doing most of the work, Daylen knew it would only be a matter of time before he started to tire enough for her to make her move.

When the opportunity came, she quickly moved in and kicked out in a karate move that sent Jager’s sword flying out of his hand. The triumphant smile that spread across Daylen’s lips faded when Jager launched himself at her, shifting in mid-air to his wolf form. Jumping out of the way, she just managed to avoid his sharp teeth.

Jager stalked her as he growled and snapped his teeth. Daylen took up a karate stance and waited for Jager to go on the attack. This time she would be ready for him. When he leapt at her, she kicked out with a roundhouse kick that caught Jager right across the muzzle. He landed hard on the floor. Before he could get back up on his paws, Daylen jumped onto his back and used her weight to pin him to the floor while she wrapped her hands around his muzzle to stop him from trying to use his teeth to free himself.

“Well,” Daylen said while she panted. “Do you admit defeat?” Jager let out a whine.

Taking that as a yes, she let go of his muzzle and stood. His wolf form blurred and shimmered as Jager shifted.

Daylen let her gaze touch on each of the other people in the room. They all were beaming at her. Roxie stood under the shelter of Beowulf’s arm and clapped. “Way to go, Daylen,” she said.

Saskia left her mate’s side and moved to stand in front of Daylen. “Now that I’ve seen your fighting skills, I think you’re more than qualified to be considered a Protector.

Being a cop, you definitely have the background for it.”

Daylen smiled. “Thanks.”

She then turned to look at Jager. Seeing his stern features, the smile Daylen wore slipped. Without a word, he manacled her wrist with his hand and hurriedly walked her to the basement stairs. He didn’t stop until they were upstairs and inside his bedroom with the door firmly shut behind them.

As Jager put his sword on the dresser and turned to face her, she tried to ask, “Are you pis—”

Before Daylen could finish the sentence, he had her in his arms and his mouth moving greedily over hers. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressed to her belly.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she rubbed herself against him.

Jager finally lifted his head once they were both breathing heavily. “You were magnificent. You’ve made me so hard all I can think about is being inside you.”

Daylen’s heart beat faster as she gazed up into Jager’s mutedly glowing eyes. “I’ll have to remember me beating your ass turns you on.”

Kissing a trail from the corner of her mouth to the side of her neck, Jager yanked at her clothes. “Only with you. I need you naked.”

A deep ache throbbed inside her pussy. They had made love so many times last night that Daylen had lost count, but her body was in flames once again for Jager. They both yanked at each other’s clothes until they stood naked. Jager pulled her back against him.

Daylen moaned as her taut nipples bushed against his chest. The feel of his hard cock pressed against her bare skin had wetness leaking between her legs.

Jager took her mouth in a demanding kiss as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

His other hand came up and cupped her breast. Leaving her mouth, he lifted her breast and bent his head to swirl his tongue around her nipple. Daylen clutched at Jager’s shoulders as intense waves of pleasure shot through her body when he opened his mouth and sucked her nipple inside.

The pulling sensation on her nipple caused her pussy to ache to be filled. Needing to touch more of Jager, Daylen ran a hand down his chest to his hardness nestled against her stomach. She trailed her fingers along the length of his cock, then took him in her hand.

Jager’s hips jerked, pushing his cock tighter inside her grasp as she pumped her hand up and down.

Releasing her nipple, Jager straightened and said huskily, “That feels good, but being inside you will feel even better.” He reached between her legs and worked a finger in and out of her core. “You’re already wet. I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

Daylen moaned. “I’m not stopping you.”

Jager moved his hands to her bottom and lifted her off her feet. Daylen put her hands on his shoulders. “Put your legs around my waist,” he said in a voice that came out half a growl.

As soon as she had her legs around him, Jager lifted her into position and impaled her on his erect cock in one stroke. He then slowly sank to his knees to the floor. Once he moved to a sitting position, with her bent legs on either side of his hips, he took hold of hers and lifted her up and down. “Ride me, Daylen.”

With his hard shaft filling her, deliciously stretching her, Daylen started to move.

Jager reached up to cup the back of her head as he brought her mouth down to his. His tongue moved in and out of her mouth in time with the motion of their bodies. Able to control their lovemaking, Daylen alternated between slow and fast strokes. She arched her back as his cock slid in and out of her pussy, which caused Jager’s hardness to rub in just the right spot to have her moaning.

Sinking down on his shaft, Jager lifted his hips to meet each of her strokes. His cock grew even harder inside her as she clamped her inner muscles around him. Faster she rode him, her body coiling tighter. Her orgasm edged ever closer. On the verge of coming, Daylen bent her head and dragged her tongue across the bite mark she’d made on Jager’s neck the night before. Jager stiffened, then bucked hard beneath her, lifting her knees off the floor.

“You like when I bite you there?” she asked softly.

“Call it a male werewolf’s G spot,” Jager said in a half growl. “You bite me there, and I’ll come.”

Already starting to feel the first flutter of her climax, Daylen bit down on Jager’s neck where it met his shoulder as her inner muscles rhythmically clamped down around his cock. Jager wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly to him as he started to come. His loud groans mingled with Daylen’s whimpered moans.

Turning her head to the side, Daylen rested her cheek on Jager’s shoulder and collapsed against his chest. Panting for breath, all she could do was put her arms around his waist and hold on. His still erect cock kept their bodies joined together.

Once she could breathe evenly again, she lifted her head to gaze into Jager’s light blue eyes. “If this will always be the end result, I’ll most definitely have to get the drop on you more often.”

Jager got her to sit up. He cupped the side of her face and brushed his thumb across her cheek. “Are you really okay with this, Daylen? With us?”

Each time they made love, she felt their mating bond grow stronger. With him buried deep inside her while she looked into his gorgeous face, she couldn’t picture herself being with another man. Jager and she just seemed to click. Daylen didn’t doubt they would butt heads over things now and then, but it was inevitable considering they both had strong personalities. Could she see herself uttering the words to him that she’d never said to any man before? Eventually, but it was just too soon.

“Yes. I’ve come to care a great deal about you. I’m not ready to say anything more than that, but that doesn’t mean I’m not committed to making this work. We have a few issues that need to be discussed though.”

A sexy grin spread across Jager’s face. “I have deeper feelings than caring a great deal for you, but I can wait until you’re ready. You’re mine now. That’s all that matters.

Now what are these issues you want to discuss with me?”

Daylen ran a caressing hand along the thick slab of muscles on his chest. “We have to talk about how our mating is going to affect me doing my job, and then there is the whole topic of Roxie turning me into a werewolf.”

“Before we touch on either of those subjects, I think we’ll be more comfortable if we move to the bed.”

In a show of just how strong he was, Jager managed to get off the floor with her still held in his arms and their bodies joined. He then carried her to the unmade bed and placed her on the center of it on her back as he followed her down. His movements had his erection moving inside her pussy, which caused Daylen to gasp with pleasure.

Resting his weight above her, he said, “There. Much better. Let’s start with the easy one—your job as a police officer. You’ll quit. You don’t need to work. I have plenty of money for the both of us. As you said so yourself, you’re now a Protector. It’s basically the same kind of job except on a smaller scale. Besides, the long hours we would have to be separated while you did your shift wouldn’t work out. We’d never make it.” Jager slowly moved his cock in and out of her in a lazy glide.

Daylen took her bottom lip between her teeth and moaned. “All right. I can do that.”

Another moan pushed out of her when he continued to slowly thrust between her legs.

“That feels good. How am I supposed to be able to concentrate while you do that?”

He chuckled. “I think you’ll manage. Now what about you being turned?”

She found she had to think a lot longer about that one. With Jager moving inside her, Daylen was having a hard time focusing on anything but the pleasure that started to build inside her once again. “Ah…ah, I think I need to know exactly what it means to be a werewolf before I can make that decision. You’re over a thousand years old and practically immortal. Does that mean werewolves can’t die?”

Jager reached down and hooked one of her legs over his arm as he pumped his hips a little faster. “We can die. We’re just a lot harder to kill, and we’re very long-lived. The oldest our kind lives to be is around three thousand years. So, if you let Roxie turn you, we’ll have more than a few centuries to be together instead of a single mortal lifetime.”

His eyes started to glow as he gazed down into her eyes. “And, Daylen, I want to have every day of those centuries. I know the choice is yours, and you would have to eventually give up your family and friends, but I don’t want to lose you before I have to.”

Looking up at Jager, seeing what she could only describe as love shining in his eyes, Daylen knew she would take that final step to make them mates in every way. No man had ever looked at her the way Jager was now. “I really don’t have any family. My mom died when I was ten, and my dad passed away three years ago. The only family I have is my dad’s brother, his wife and my cousins. We have never been close, even when my dad was still alive. So they won’t miss me. The only close friend I have is Nick. He’s a cop at my precinct. It’ll be hard leaving him, but I’ll have a few years before I have to worry about him noticing I’m not aging.”

“Is Nick the cop you were talking to in the alley the other day?”

Daylen smiled. “You were watching us?”

“Of course. He’s also lucky he never touched you or I would have had to take it out on his hide.”

She reached up and tucked Jager’s long hair behind his ears. “Nick is very happily married, and his wife is very pregnant with their first child. So he’s no threat.”

Jager bent his head and kissed her long and hard. When he pulled away, he asked,

“So we’ve worked out the first topic of discussion, what about the second? From what you said about your family and friends, do I take it that you’re willing to let Roxie turn you?”

“More than willing,” she said with meaning in her voice. “We’re mates. We should be mates in every sense of the word.”

With a low growl, Jager kissed her once again as he moved more forcefully inside her pussy. Daylen moaned into his mouth and held onto his biceps as he brought her arousal to a fevered pitch. When she came, Jager came with her. Daylen put her arms around her mate and held him tight when he collapsed on top of her.