Filed To Story: Their Bullied and Broken Mate by Teri Petry
“Look what the cat dragged in,” I heard a loud voice bellow. As I looked up, Donavon was standing on his porch. “Hey big guy! How the hell are ya?” I hollered back. “Oh, you know, alive and kickin’. So, tell me about this offer I supposedly can’t refuse, gentlemen,” he said. Straight and to the point.
I reintroduced him and Damian, and just as I had said, Donavon pointed out that they had met before. He invited us in, and the three of us sat at his kitchen table.
“D, I’m going to get right to the point. We need your help, we need someone to go undercover at one of Damian’s shipping ports. Damian suspects that there is more human trafficking going on through this port. Damian thought he had it taken care of, but apparently it didn’t stick. He came to me for help, and you were the first person I thought of,” I explained.
“Donavon, if you do this, I am prepared to pay you ery well. Not only a regular wage, but a large bonus at the end. I basically need to find out if there is human trafficking moving through my port, and if it is, who is leading the organization of it. That’s all. I will make sure you have a nice place to stay, a car to drive and anything you will need will be covered,” Damian said as he laid the offer on the table.
Donavon stood up and walked over to a shelf in his living room, grabbed his tobacco pipe and walked out onto the porch. The two of us got up to follow him, and he stood against his porch post and lit his pipe. “So, if I do this, will it be a step forward towards me becoming an official member of Blood Moon?” he asked.
I had a feeling this was coming, and I answered him honestly. “D, you are already a member. The only thing that hasn’t happened is the formalities. However, yes, this will help the trust in order to speed up the formalities. If I didn’t trust you, I would have run you off the land here when I took over. You know that I’m stricter than my dads ever were when it comes to the packs,” I said.
He took a long hit off of his pipe, and inhaled the smoke. The smell of the sweet cherry tobacco permeated the air, and I, for one, enjoyed it. “I’ll do it. One one condition. Maddix, I need reassurance that if things go south there, I won’t get pinned for anything. To find out the heart of everything, I have to go deep undercover.” he said.
Damian answered for me, but I agreed with what he said. “I promise you. We will have your back no matter what happens. We just can’t let what happened to Alette happen to anyone else. Thank you, Donavon. This is going to make a world of difference.”
We spoke for a short time longer, and told Donavon we would return to finish details before we left for home at the end of the weekend. We took our leave and headed to the center of town to the dining hall to eat dinner. Donavon waved us off, and yelled at Damian.
“Don’t worry Alpha, we will kick some pervert ass and stop this shit! I guarantee we will!”
*Maddix POV*
After dinner, Riley and I decided to take a walk and find the perfect place for the ritual. Tomorrow night was the night, and it needed to be perfect.
We were walking in silence, and I bumped her shoulder with mine. “What’s on your mind?” I asked. She stopped dead in her tracks and said, “Just trying to process some weird things that have been happening today. Don’t think I’m crazy, but I have been hearing a tiny voice talking to me since we got here.”
“A tiny voice? What is it saying?” I asked. She tried to describe what it sounded like, and that it even told her a name. She said it was as if she was developing a whole other personality. She finally admitted that it made her feel strange, and that she felt like she was losing her mind.
I haven’t given her any venom, so she should not have any wolf genes in her system for her to receive a wolf. I told her we would figure it out, and I asked Dakota if he could sense anything. However, I was met with silence. That told me he knew what was going on, but we had to figure it out ourselves.
She went on to explain more, and said that she had a very restless feeling inside her. It felt as if her inner spirit was pacing. The more she explained, the more confused I got. To me, it sounded like her mind and body were getting ready for her first shift, but that is impossible.
I decided to call mom, and get her opinion. “Hey mom, sorry to bother you. I know you are probably busy up there, but there is something confusing going on with Riley. She said she has been hearing a tiny voice since we got to Ruby Meadows. She said it talked to her, even told her a name. She said that it feels like her inner spirit is pacing back and forth because of pent-up energy,” I started explaining.
“Go on, what else?” she asked. “Honestly, if I didn’t know better, I would say she was about to have her first shift, but that’s impossible. I haven’t given her any of my venom,” I explained.
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