Falcon

A rap against my study door caused me to look up from my computer. I was looking into some baby things for our little one. Nora had most of it planned out and purchased. Everything had been delivered to the island via Draco’s special couriers. But this gift, I wanted it to be from me. The problem was I couldn’t think of anything and time was winding down very quickly.

“Come in,” I called out, knowing it was Gideon. I could tell from his faint scent and the way he walked, except this time it seemed hurried.

He stepped into the room, closing the door without a greeting, then turned to me with a huge grin on his face. “I have it. I have the name.”

“Tell me,” I barked, looking at his shaking hand.

“He’s in London, well the address is. The name is Basil Keystone.” He placed the paper in front of me and pointed to the name.

“Really?” I asked, hoping that this was true. Stavros was a slippery slimy piece of shit. He had been out maneuvering us for far too long.

“Yes, all the other addresses check out to real people who have other information tying them to their name. This one has nothing but an address in High Street”

“That’s perfect. This is amazing. Are you sure, though?” I had a niggling feeling that this was just another ruse by Stavros.

“Like I said, I’ve checked all the others and nothing else leads to his name but the address the person used for the flight. It has to be him. He flew alone, but I don’t doubt that he has a home in London. That’s probably where he found me in Bath.” I could hear his anger. He’d been through a lot at Stavros’s hands. His need for revenge was almost as strong as mine, and that was probably why we got along so well.

“That would explain the rumors centering around England that I have been hearing whispers about.” Between Pietro and Placido and Gideon, there was a collector there. Most had no idea what Stavros looked like, but I did and I couldn’t forget him. I wondered if Stavros was actually the one collecting. No, that couldn’t be because Gideon would have recognized him when he saw the image from his friend.

“What’s your plan, Falcon?” Gideon asked.

Just then, my door swung open and Placido and Pietro came in. I jumped up on my feet. “Is there a reason you barged in my office without knocking?” I wasn’t pleased at all.

“Sorry, we just have some important information for you,” Pietro exclaimed, moving into the room and essentially pushing his way toward me, completely ignoring Gideon’s presence.

“Excuse me, I was here first.”

“Well, we’ve been here from the beginning, so you can wait,” Placido remarked.

“Gideon, thanks for that piece of information. I will look into as soon as possible.” I felt the look of disappointment that was written on his face. It cut me deep. I was only trying to get these two alone because I was going to chew them out. “Oh, and Gideon? Please do me a favor and check on Nora. She’s supposed to walk the dog.”

He gave me a wide smile of satisfaction as the other two scowled. As soon as he closed the door behind himself, they were leaning over my desk. “You trust him with your mate?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because he used to be one of them or so he says. I’ve heard his named mentioned in the underground circles in London. He could be working for The Lamia again, or maybe he never stopped. He has been creeping around the castle looking through rooms as if he’s trying to scope the castle out. Just be careful, Falcon.”

“I will be. At this point anyone could be against me,” I commented, receiving hurt looks from both men. “Look, my own nephew betrayed our family. No one is safe. I know that he’s looked out for me and Nora, and since he can’t get a hard on for her, I don’t have much to worry about. But if it makes you feel better, I’ll keep him near. You know the old saying. ‘Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.’”

“Well…I don’t…”

I cut Pietro off. “Well, what did you two ill-mannered men come in here for?” I had my concerns about Gideon, but that was my business. They were letting their position of power in the Army get the better of them. I was still the leader and my second was Draco.

“We found out someone you could talk to. We didn’t speak to him personally, but he could help with locating some shifters.”

“Really? Where?”

“In London,” they said, simultaneously. My gaze scanned both of theirs. They were excited to give me this news, but they really didn’t give it to me. It looked as though I would have to pull it from them or smack it out of them, either way, I wanted answers now.

“Am I supposed to guess or is there more to tell me about?”

Pietro continued, “His name is Charles Aldridge. He’s an actor on the London stage.”

“And you know he’s a vampire?” I asked.

“Yes, he’s Edmund Aldridge’s son.”

“Oh, I didn’t know he had a son, but what makes you think he can help?” He could be working with The Lamia or have nothing for us.

“There are packs out west in America. They are quiet and don’t deal with anyone but their own. He happens to be married to the sister of a wolf shifter’s mate.”

“Does he have an allegiance with The Lamia?”

“I don’t know, but it’s not likely since the packs wouldn’t have embraced him if he did.”

“Okay, do you know where he is?”

“Not really, but he has a show coming this week to the Globe. He will be there for a week of performances before the other lead takes over, so it might be the right time to talk to him.”

“Thanks for the information. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to check on my wife.”

“Sure thing, Falcon.” We exited the room and I saw Nora approaching with a smile for me.

“Beautiful,” I said aloud, walking up to her. The dog stood there with Gideon. “Can you feed him, Gideon? I need to speak to my wife alone.”

I teleported us to our room, where I pulled her in for a kiss. “I love you, Nora.”

“I love you, too,” she replied, slipping her arms around my neck and into my hair.

A low growl emanated from my chest. This little being, my heart and soul, could turn me into a beast with a simple touch, but I needed to keep my head in the game and not in between her thighs. “I need you to pack for a trip to London.”

“Is everything okay?” she asked peering at me for answers.

“There’s someone there who could possibly help us get into contact with the wolf shifters.”

“Oh, that’s good news.”

“Yes, it is, so get to packing. I’m going to see if Draco and Charlotte want to accompany us.”

“This is going to be awesome,” she squealed, jumping up and down, kissing my cheek then my lips. And that was all I could stand. I had her undressed in seconds, leaning her over the edge of our bed before I pulled out my cock from my pants and slammed into her heat from behind.

She moaned, grabbing the sheets with her arms extended and her ass in the air as I fucked into her. Nora’s body was drenched in her scent and full of need. I would never get enough of consuming her warmth. I rutted a few more times, rocking the thousand-pound bed. “Falcon,” she cried, her body shaking as her orgasm tore through her.

I gave her a couple of thrusts before emptying my load into her depths. I pulled out of her as I helped her stand right again. With a smack on her ass, I said, “Okay, now get to packing.”