Chapter 121 - A WARNING

[KYLE POV]

The wedding was two weeks away now. Things have been getting tense for us, but I have been keeping that hidden from Jacy. I didn't need her stressing right now; that wouldn't be good for her or the baby.

The thing that I have been keeping from her though was the fact that Bax and his group had found evidence that Victor had indeed sent his little band of merry fuckheads to my town. They had been here, that was for sure, but they were slippery. It was like they knew that someone was onto them. Who knew that these fucking assholes knew how to cover their tracks.

Over the last few days Bax, Jaron, Rollins, Chafer, Shepherd, and Toren were all scouring the city. However, I also had them keeping an eye on my mate. She didn't know this of course, but since she was already being followed, I thought this would make things even easier for them to find the assholes. Apparently, it was not going to be that simple.

They obviously already knew about the office, and they apparently knew about the condo since Jacy felt like she was being followed whenever she left the building. This was pissing me off though. I needed to see results and soon.

[EZ POV]

Ugh, I cannot believe that this wedding was coming up so soon! I was busy hand painting vases for the center pieces right now. Half of my stuff here at Jacy's old place was packed up and all of my stuff back at my place at my parents' estate was packed up as well. Bastian, Laremy and I were going to be moving soon. I had finally found the perfect place for us.

The new house had six bedrooms, which I know was more than we needed, but would give me ample room. I needed a room for me, a room for Bastian, a room for Laremy, a room for my computers. I mean, we were already at sixty-six percent occupancy right there. I would not leave my electronic babies behind; that was simply out of the question.

Plus, I needed my own room for nights that I was too tired to take on one stud or the other. Sometimes a forever queen just needed his space. No offense to my hot lovers, but I needed a break every now and then. They get a break a lot more often than I do, though it has definitely been fun up to this point.

"There, isn't that just perfect." The pattern on the vases was something that fit Jacy and Kyle whether the guests that weren't in the know knew it or not. There was a wolf on one side and a panther on the other. The paw prints that led away from them connected them. Panther prints in front of the wolf and wolf prints in front of the panther. They were following each other endlessly like a marriage should be. There to help and lend a hand as you follow the same path as the person you love the most. I think it was romantic, and I really think that Jacy was going to love them.

She was working a little late at the office tonight. It was already a quarter to ten. The sun would be going down soon. 

"Hmm, should I order food or wait for Laremy and Bastian to get here?" I spoke aloud to myself just as I heard a sound at the front door. "Oh, they're home. They should have called. It would have been nice to prep dinner for them." Though I guess they usually preferred to cook for me: they said my cooking was horrible too. Seriously, it's not that bad.

I set my paint brushes down and headed toward the door. I liked to meet my men at the door; it was nice to be domestic and shit sometimes.

"Hey, you should have called." I called out just as the door opened, but that was when I realized that the door hadn't been unlocked. Nope it had been forced open. "What the hell?!"

I yelled at the person as they came storming into my house. OK, it was a condo, and it was Jacy's, but I was living here.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Get the fuck out of here you fucking tweaking roid case. This isn't the house to mess with." Whoever it was that had just forced the door open didn't seem to like what I said to them.

It's a good thing that I already had my phone out and was dialing Bastian. I knew that he would want to know what was happening.

"Bastian?" I had time to call his name when the ringing stopped.

"Ezekiel? What-."

That was all that I heard of his part of that conversation. The dim witted ass clown in front of me had run toward me at an incredible speed. That let me know right then and there that he was a shifter of some sort; or a vampire. His speed was too much for him to simply be a stupid human.

Before I could say anything else the man had a hand around my throat, and I was suspended in mid air with my feet dangling beneath me.

"Gah! URGH!" I was clawing at his hand as he held me tight.

"Look at the fairy fly." His rumbling voice came at me with a wave of the putrid stench that was his breath. "I wonder if you would show your wings if I threw you out the window." He chuckled, and I just wanted to vomit from the damn smell.

"Ugh, uuu shd bsh yr eef." I couldn't get the words out through my clamped throat so it sounded all messed up, even to me.

"What was that, little man? Did you say something?" He let his hand open fast, and I dropped straight to the floor where I landed in a heap. My hands and knees ached from the impact that I had just taken. I wanted to cry out in pain, but I was full of too much sass for that.

"I said that you should brush your teeth you fucking closet case. Your breath smells like the fucking hooker whose ass you ate. Didn't you know that if they have no teeth then all of them are filthy, and not just the damn twat?"

"You fucking prick." I saw his boot flying toward me, and I tried to block it, but I wasn't quick enough. I felt his foot make a connection with my ribs, and I heard a cracking noise. The pain was intense and immediate.

"Gahhargh!" I screamed, and it turned into a cough that had me spluttering.

"You even hit like a closet case. How repressed are you? Seriously buttercup, don't you have anything better than that?" I just didn't know how to keep my damn mouth shut. I had to taunt him right now. If I didn't, if I thought about the trouble I was in, then I was going to lose my shit and freak out.

"You're asking for me to fucking kill you. I was just going to make you a goddamn warning for that bitch. But if you don't keep that fucking trap of yours shut you will end up a dead warning."

That told me he was her because of Jacy. I had already guessed as much, but he was telling me with his own words now. I coughed and spluttered as I tried to take a deep breath, and I realized that I had at least one broken rib.

"What the fuck do you want with my Jacy? You best not touch her and get your cootie infested funk all over her. She doesn't need you or your fucking boss in her life. Leave her alone, do you hear me?" I raised my head and glared at him with everything that I had.

That was when I felt his hand make contact with my face. He had slapped me, but his hand was so large, and my head was so small compared to him that instead of just my cheek he had clapped me across the entire left side of my head. Everything from chin, chaw, sheek, ear, ear, everything.

My whole body flew to the side with the force of that impact. I tasted blood in my mouth, and my ear was ringing. And involuntarily, tears started to seep from the corner of my eyes.

"You fucking dipstck, don't you know that this will only end badly for you." There was force behind my words so blood splattered the floor when I spoke.

"I don't care what you think, twink. This is going to be between me and the wannabe Alpha bitch. She will either come back with me to marry her betrothed, or she will die; those are her only options here." His words angered me so much that I wanted to kill him right then and there, and thankfully he had gotten close enough for me to do something to him.

I grabbed a hold of his head and pulled the hair back from his skull as hard, digging my fingernails in as hard as I could in the process. Following that, I bit down hard on his neck, causing him to scream in pain. Lastly, I used my hold on him to pull myself to my feet. I was still hurting pretty badly, but I aimed a kick for his groin and managed to hit it dead on with a pretty good amount of force.

"Goddamn, you little fucking fairy." He fell to his knees with the pain, but he reached out and grabbed a hold of me before I could get away. "You'll pay for that." The asshole lifted me off my feet and slammed me onto the floor, hard. My head made contact first, and I instantly felt a tickling on the back of my head that told me I was bleeding. When he picked me up to slam me down again, I noticed that the room was getting darker around the edges. Dammit, this wasn't good.