Chapter 136 2-8-FAMILY MATTERS
\-SIANNA'S POV -
"Cleo and I are heading for lunch. Are you coming?" Keisha offered after I answered my cell phone.
"Vance and I have decided to eat together. Tomorrow might be a better day." I had to take a rain check. My mate claimed that he was on his way and I cannot shake the feeling my wolf gave me earlier about some woman fiddling with him.
"Alright, later."
"Bye-bye." I hung up the phone and rolled my shoulders.
I closed the patient file, placing it down on the pile before me. I took up the big folder to my right that enlisted all the patients in the hospital to assess their reason for being admitted. I was in the medic room, sitting behind my white desk. My major concern rested with the women and children in ensuring the abused ones were being catered to by law enforcement and with proper counseling.
With Mom still being the Chief Medical Officer for the region, my work was a bit easier. Since she enjoyed her job so much. I don't know how Dad did it when, in werewolf society, it was customary that the younger generation took the reigns as early as twenty-three or twenty-four years old. That was so our parents could retire early and venture into other areas that appealed to their interests.
All-in-all, I had to create a committee to assist me in all functions because overseeing the entire werewolf realm was a planet full of work.
"Hi sweetie, do you have a minute?" Mom knocked, poking her head through the door before entering with a young gentleman by her side.
Looking up from the desk. "Sure, Mom." I acknowledged, smiling." How can I help?"
"This is our newest staff member, Dr. Mike Kurtis." Mom introduced him as her azure blue eyes swung from me to the guy. "This is my daughter and your Luna, Sianna."
"Oh wow," he smiled widely and slightly bent to extend a hand for me to shake.
Putting the pen down, I accepted the handshake and his eyes raked over me. He was dressed similarly to Mom in his white lab coat over blue scrubs. His black hair was lowly cut and his umber eyes trained on mine, appreciatively. His portfolio stated that he was around twenty-seven but held such maturity to his image.
"It's an honor to meet my beautiful Luna Queen. Your photos do not do you justice." He flirted, holding my hand too long. I gave a small tug to withdraw it. "Your captivating beauty shines more in person."
My brows raised but Mom interceded by saying, "Back up, Kurtis. Tone it down, before the Alpha King takes your head."
"I did not mean to offend you. I have a habit of being a bit outspoken if that's alright." He chuckled nervously and put his hands into his big coat pockets.
With that said, I knew he was unmated. My eyes doubled checked the area of his unmarked neck to gain confirmation. I took up the pen in my hand with an eagerness to get back to the folder I was reviewing.
"Well, welcome to Dark Wolverson. I hope you enjoy your new home and, of course, you can reach out to me if you're having trouble with the pack." I said softly, twirling the pen between my fingers.
"I'll take you up on that, Luna." He replied coquettishly and winked
at me.
Mom slapped him on the chest with the clipboards and he jerked backwards. Then she began to usher him out. "We're heading to the labs." As she closed the door she warned, "Be careful with this one."
A weak chuckle accompanied the nod that I gave her. I sighed, hoping for no more drama. My family was happy and good as we were. Although some women still pursued Vance despite his mated or marital status. Also, I have met one or two Alphas who were bold enough to even flirt with me out of the presence of their King.
My wolf somersaulted within me and wagged her tail with her tongue lolled out. My attention perked since I knew that it meant one thing. Vance was in the building. Then the familiar pumpkin and pine trees scent overwhelmed me. With my eyes pinned to the door, expecting it to open any minute now. At the same time, I placed the folder in the compartment that my assistant would file in the
cabinets later.
Heavy footsteps drew closer and, without knocking, he entered. His polished appearance in a sky-blue tight-fitted long-sleeve solid oxford shirt and black jeans stopped my breath. A natural masterpiece of muscles on display. Intense emerald eyes fixated on me with delight. It was the same fervid look he gave me that I loved because it made my troubles fade.
"Hi, baby." I got out of my chair and went around the desk to hug him.
His arms wrapped around my waist and he kissed me passionately. His lips force-parted mine as his tongue dived inside. He slipped a hand to the middle of my back, holding me in place. Then the kiss became rougher and completely unyielding and fervor unfurled through all the veins in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck with my thumb softly stroking his nape.
After the kiss broke, he sniffed and inquired, "Whose scent is that? It's a new one." His nose was extra sensitive to odors and had easily picked up on the new doctor's rosewood scent that lingered.
"Oh, you just missed Kurtis," I said without thinking.
A loud growl came from his chest and his eyes dilated for me to see his wolf surfacing. His anger erupted and percolated through the room with heaviness. There was no doubt that he was associating this new guy with my ex whom he had killed.
"Baby, calm down." I pecked his lips to soothe him. "He's Dr. Kurtis with a 'K'," I added to cork the crater before his rage overflowed.
"Why did we allow him in the pack?" He roared, feeling utterly displeased. Tension lined his handsome face.
"Because he's a different person," I stated the obvious while caressing his cheek. "It's been seventeen years since Curtis died."
Vance's grip on my waist was tighter and he released another possessive growl. His jealousy spiked hearing that name being uttered from my lips. For heaven's sake, I was certain that Curtis could not be resurrected. With just that one word, all of my years of commitment and fidelity seemed to be worthless. Yet, there was something about his guarded claim on me that I found sexy as hell.
"He's not coming back from the dead." I moved my hand down to the mate mark on his neck, sending shivers down his spine as he
shuddered.
"Tell him to change his name." He grated between clenched teeth.
"Really?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
He sighed defeatedly and cupped my face between his hands. "You are right. I don't want you anywhere near him. I'll do it." He purred and pounced on me with another sweet kiss. My skin ignited and my lids closed. My body relaxed in his hold.
Lip locked, he back me up to the desk. Lifting me with his hand under
my buttocks and sat me on the top. Then he widened my legs to settle between them. The kiss incited aching feelings of desire as liquid heat gushed from my pussy. I was dazed for a while until I remembered the urgency of our discussion.
"Baby." He prodded his tongue inside my warmth. "Wa...." Kissing. " Wait." I found the strength to push at his chest. After much effort, I tore my lips from his.
He grunted his discontentment. "Why?" He swiped the pad of his thumb on my lower lip, pining for more.
"It's Valen." I tucked some loose black hair behind my ears.
His lips drew a scowl as one brow arched. “Did he do something?”
"No. It's..." I began to explain, "After you left this morning and the twins went off to school. I realized that Valen had not come down for breakfast. I found him in his room breathing erratically and in a deep sleep. It was hard to wake him up."
Concern marred his features. "What was wrong with him?"
"It's the dreams. They are turning into something more serious. He's at school now but I think we ought to let Marlena have a look at
him." My gaze searched his for agreement.
Marlena is our pack's witch who is assigned to work with the
Wolverson Alpha family. I ran my palms over his broad pectorals, waiting for his input.
In a short silence, he stared at me thoughtfully. "Marlena went to
meet the witch queen to choose her next successor for the pack. We'll
have her see Valen tomorrow."
I nodded, feeling satisfied.
"Anything else? Are Vaheed and Venus behaving?" He asked with a pointed look.
"No one has reported them so I guess the last punishment served them well." I slid my hand south to dip under his Oxford shirt, tracing his eight-pack abs with my fingertips. He squinted his eyes a millimeter more as they burned with lust. "Mmm." I knew that I was teasing him but it was hard to help myself.
In response, he smirked crudely and coasted his hands up to my breast with thumbs moving in circular motions. "You are such a sexy
tease." He wistfully whispered, watching my reaction as a moan
slipped from my lips.
"
I laughed and knew he was going to hate what I was about to say.