Glenn, Stormy and Flynn, Joyee - Blood Lust [Delta Wolf 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (10 page)

Seeing Jake was about to spring at him, Christian did the same. They met in the air crashing into each other hard. Christian ignored the pain of the wounds Jake was inflicting, fighting for his life and to protect his mates.

Somewhere in the middle of claws and blood flying everywhere, Jake was lifted into the air and was thrown across the room. Christian only then looked to see Owen standing by the door, still bound and gagged, but otherwise out of harm’s way.

“Shift back and get Owen free,”
Constantine
told Christian in a voice that wasn’t quite
Constantine
’s as he shimmered into sight. “I’ll take care of this trash.”

Christian had grown up around wolves who could take their third werewolf form. He was used to it so he wasn’t surprised by
Constantine
’s appearance. Christian guessed Owen wasn’t used to it, though, when he saw the man’s eyes practically bug out of his head.

“Are you okay,
Constantine
?” Christian asked after he shifted back to human form and dropped to his knees from the pain overwhelming him.

“I’m fine. They never even touched me. Can you get up and get to the truck with Owen?”
Constantine
asked. “You’re not looking so good there, mate.”

“I’m fine.” He stood slowly, then hobbled to Owen. The first thing he did when he got to his little mate was remove the gag. “Are you okay, baby? I’m so sorry. Please don’t hate me.”

“I’m okay, Christian,” Owen, hands still tied behind his back, said before kissing Christian on the mouth. “I could never hate you. You came to rescue me, fought to save me. This wasn’t your fault, and I hope you killed them all.”

“This would never have happened to you if not for me,” Christian said, trying to hold back his tears while he freed Owen’s hands. He helped Owen up and guided him toward the door. Once they walked outside, Owen wrapped an arm around Christian’s waist to help him. “I’m so sorry, Owen. I can’t even begin tell you how sorry I am.”

“It’s not your fault,” Owen answered again. “I’m just in awe at how fast you shifted like that. I mean I knew you guys were werewolves, but I’ve never seen it. And
Constantine
was invisible in there, right? I mean I think I heard him, but I couldn’t see him.”

“You get kidnapped and beaten, but all you are talking about is us shifting?” Christian laughed until he realized it hurt to laugh. “Man, you really are one of a kind, Owen.”

“Thanks, I think.” Owen snickered as he opened the door and helped Christian into the passenger’s seat of the truck. “It was no big deal. All they did was punch me once in the nose, and I went down. I didn’t put up much of a fight. I knew you guys would come for me, I figured why add to my beating in the process?”

“Smart and hot, I’m a lucky guy,” Christian replied, smiling widely at his mate. “And to answer your earlier question, yes,
Constantine
was invisible. That’s part of being a Delta. They can shift into a wolf, or our third form that’s more wolfman. But he can also turn himself invisible in either form. That’s normally why they get sent to handle rogue wolves, because you can’t fight what you can’t see.”

“While I get it, and it’s cool he can do it,” Owen said after he went around the truck and hopped up in the driver’s seat. “That still sounds like a shit job for Deltas to get stuck with. I mean does his job have any perks?”

“Us,” Christian answered, smiling again. “They get two mates to love them and take care of them. With everything he goes through, it takes two of us to make him remember why he does the job he has to.”

“I hope he’s happy with his end of the bargain.” Owen snickered.

“I am very happy now that I have both of you,”
Constantine
said, suddenly standing in the driver’s side door. It still came out more of a growl because he was in his third form. But he was visible now. “Don’t be scared of me, Owen.”

“I’m not,” Owen whispered after turning to look at their mate.

Christian just sat there and watched Owen take in the way
Constantine
looked. Their big Delta mate was even larger than normal.

Constantine
had to be at least seven-and-a-half-feet tall, with an elongated muzzle, which explained why everything he said was more of a growl then his normal voice. Pointed ears sprouted from the top of his head, and most of his body was covered in light tan hair. It was an impressive sight.

“Do you want to touch me?”
Constantine
asked gently as he leaned into the truck to be closer to Owen.

“Yes,” Owen answered quietly. He reached up and cupped the side of
Constantine
’s face. “This is amazing. I mean I knew you guys could change like this, but to see it with my own eyes, to touch you. It’s almost more than my brain can process. But I swear, I’m not scared.”

“I know, I could smell your fear if you were afraid,”
Constantine
replied.

Christian watched
Constantine
rub his face against Owen’s hand. “So you’re okay with us turning furry?”

“Yeah, it’s actually turning me on.” Owen blushed. “My mates are totally badass and powerful. I find it incredibly sexy.”

“Really?” Christian was completely taken aback. Of all the responses he expected from Owen, sexy was not one of them.

“Yeah, is that bad?” Owen, a worried look on his flushed face, turned to look at Christian.

“No, not at all.” Christian chuckled. “I’m just really surprised. I don’t know too many humans who know about us or have seen us shift. I wasn’t ready for sexy to be your response.”

“I’m going to change back now.”
Constantine
took a step back. “We should get going.”

There was a shimmer around
Constantine
for a few moments, and then suddenly he was back to human form.

“Can you hand me my clothes, please, Christian?”

“Sure.” Christian tossed them over to
Constantine
. “Seems a shame to cover up your gorgeous body, but you’re right, we need to get out of here.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you,” Owen said, starting to blush again. “After they saw
Constantine
at the hotel, Jake made a phone call. When he was done, he told the other two guys that reinforcements were on the way.”

“Fuck, we really have to move then,”
Constantine
said as he dressed.

Once he was done, he hopped in the driver’s seat and started the truck. As quickly as they could, the truck peeled out of the driveway and back onto the road.

“Okay, we’ll pick up your car at the motel and make tracks.”

“Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,” Owen replied quietly, seeming embarrassed or ashamed if Christian had to guess. “I kind of forgot for a moment there.”

“Baby, it’s fine.”
Constantine
took Owen’s hand and brought it to his lips. “With everything you’ve been through, I’m glad you remembered anything at all. Can you both hold off getting food until we get a few miles away from here?”

“Yeah, totally,” Christian answered, and Owen nodded. “I’m going to ride with Owen if that’s cool with you, Constantine. I really want to just lie down in his backseat. That way if we get separated, one of us is with him.”

“Good plan.”
Constantine
nodded. “But after we get to the new pack, no more driving separately again. I want my mates with me all the time.”

“So, I’m going to live with you guys?” Owen asked. “I mean, just give up my place?”

“No, not if you don’t want to,”
Constantine
answered.

Christian could see him frowning when he turned to look.

“Christian can blend in with humans better than I can. Being a Delta, I really need to be around my own kind or out away from most people. The scent I give off kind of drives werewolves and humans nuts. I can mask it for short periods, but not on a regular basis. Plus, I was born with a job of working for the council. I can’t get out of that.”

“Okay, I can see that,” Owen said, nodding. “I’m not saying I don’t want to live with you. But it’s like we were married after last night. I need some time to wrap my head around it.”

“I understand that,” Christian replied, trying to play the middle man again to help the conversation before
Constantine
could say anything. “We were raised with the knowledge of what being mated meant. You were kind of thrown into the deep end of this, Owen. But know we want you with us. If you don’t like the Delta pack, we can figure something else out.”

“Of course. The three of us are in this together. Christian and I just have to belong to a pack. That’s the rule. Otherwise, we could be considered rogue, and then they would send someone like me to hunt us down.”

“I’m willing to try, but I reserve the right to bring up the issue if I don’t like it,” Owen said firmly.

“We want to know what you’re thinking or feeling, baby,”
Constantine
said. “We’re not mind readers, and for this to work, we all have to talk about things.”

“Right, like I need some clothes,” Christian stated when they parked next to Owen’s car in the parking lot of the motel. It was really the first time he realized he was naked. Shifters were used to being naked around others, especially after just having shifted. But they were about to be in public again, and his clothes had been shredded when he shifted.

“There’s a duffle bag behind your seat.”
Constantine
chuckled. “They might be a little big on you, but help yourself.”

Christian reached for the bag and opened it while Constantine and Owen hopped out of the truck. After finding some shorts that tied and a T-shirt, he pulled them on. When he was done, he joined his mates next to Owen’s car.

“Are you sure you’re okay, Owen?”
Constantine
asked looking over their little mate.

“I’m fine. Just wondering how long until the headache leaves after getting punched in the nose?” Owen snickered. “It’s really throbbing.”

“Um, that’s because it’s broken,”
Constantine
answered after a moment of checking out Owen’s nose. “You’re not going to like what I have to do, baby, but I promise, after I snap it back into place the pain will get better.”

“Will it hurt?” Owen asked, not looking happy at the idea.

“Yeah, it’s going to hurt like a bitch.”
Constantine
grimaced. “It has to be done, though. Otherwise, it could heal that way.”

“Okay, get it over with.” Owen closed his eyes tightly.

Christian hugged Owen from behind so he didn’t jump when
Constantine
snapped his nose, and make it worse. He nodded at Constantine, who put his hands on either side of Owen’s nose and felt around. With a jerk and a loud snap of Owen’s nose,
Constantine
reset it.

“Mother fucker!” Owen shouted as he jerked in Christian’s arms. He gently touched his injured nose. “You weren’t kidding.”

“Sorry, baby,”
Constantine
said, stroking Owen’s hair. “It will start to feel better soon. You guys get ready to go. I’m going to run and get a few drinks. A cold pop can will help with the swelling if you can hold it on the side of your nose while you drive.”

“You can let go now, Christian,” Owen said after
Constantine
jogged away.

“Maybe I just like having an excuse to hug you?” Christian replied and snuggled his face in the side of Owen’s neck. “I was really scared I wouldn’t ever get to hold you again, Owen.”