Page 37 of His Mate By Vengeance

“He was working for Kyan and taking out a piece of scumwho was working with that new anti-supe gang. YouknowI don’t let vamps or their minions in here. Now get your fucking hands off me before I suck all the water from your body.”

Angel growled and pulled Vin away from Cal. To be fair, he’d never stopped growling. Vin let his mate bite down on the mating mark on his shoulder in a blatant show of possession, even though it made it very hard to concentrate on the powerful witch who may still be a threat before them. New matings were intense and he couldn’t blame his Angel for wanting him away from the naked man he was touching. Just as long as Angel knew it would always be Vin’s choice who he touched. It was a moot point anyway because he would never touch anyone likethatagain except for Angel.

“I won’t kill you, but you let someone into your club who attacked us and tried to frame the pack. You owe us,” Vin said, letting a chill enter his words.

Cal leaned back and ran a hand down his face, looking tired. “So that’s what this is about. You want something.”

“Did you figure out how they got in?” Vin asked.

“Yeah. It won’t happen again. We’ve had problems with unauthorised protection magics. I know what to look for now. I’ve adjusted the wards.”

“Was it earth magic?” Angelo asked.

Cal frowned. “Yeah. How’d you know that?”

“There’s an earth witch working with the new gang you mentioned. They’ve been causing us problems as well. Every time we try to question someone about it, they drop dead.”

“Shit. Does the council know?” Cal asked.

“They know enough. But things are tense right now and I don’t think they want it getting out and panicking people,” Vin said, putting a warning in his tone. “The last thing we need is vigilante supernaturals taking people out and drawing the attention of the human authorities.”

“I’m not a fucking nark, Vin. Now tell me what you’re trying to extort from me so I can go back to sleep.”

“The pack’s being targeted. I need a safe space to stash a mark,” Vin said.

His Angel stiffened behind him. They hadn’t discussed this. Vin hadn’t asked Marco either, but he was certain the Alpha would see the sense in it. He just hadn’t wanted to bring it up if Cal was going to refuse. The water witch could be prickly, but he was a decent guy underneath it all, and Luca couldn’t stay in the pack complex when he’d been attacked there three times already.

“Who’s the mark?” Cal asked, voice wary.

“Doesn’t matter, Sugar. You owe us.”

“Fuck you, Vin. I don’t owe you shit,” Cal said.

“This guy’s been shot at twice and someone tried to blow him up,” Vin said, knowing Cal was a sucker for a victim.

Cal looked thoughtful. “You’ve got a traitor in your ranks. That’s the only reason you’d need me to look after one of your own.”

Vin shrugged, neither confirming nor denying the correct assessment.

Cal swore under his breath. Something about leeches. So unimaginative. “Fine. But just him. No bodyguard. I’m not letting half the pack bunk in my club and none of my crew can know I’m helping the pack out. We’ll need a cover story. If I do this, you owe me. Not the other way around.”

“I’ll take care of it. Thanks, Sugar. You’re the best,” Vin said, blowing him a kiss that had Angelo growling again.

Cal smirked. “Stop tormenting your mate into ravaging you and fuck off.”

Angel barely greeted Marco and Luca when they made it back to the hacker’s suite, dragging Vin into the spare room they’d claimed before the two shifters had time to do more than glance up from their poker game.

Angel was all over Vin as soon as he kicked the door closed behind them, claiming his lips in a punishing kiss as he ripped Vin’s clothes from his body.

Vin couldn’t help but check the mate bond to make sure his Angel wasn’t upset. He didn’t think he was, but he needed to make sure.

“I’m sorry if I made you jealous, Angel,” Vin said.

“Shut up. I trust you. You can flirt with whoever the fuck you want. It doesn’t change the fact you’re mine. But if they touch you, they’re going to be missing a fucking hand,” Angel said, grunting in annoyance as Vin’s jeans got stuck on the boots he hadn’t taken the time to remove.

“Leave them,” Vin gasped, turning to brace himself on the wall and tilting his ass out in invitation. How could his mate be so perfect for him? Ruthlessly protective in a way he’d never had and desperately obsessed, but still willing to let him be who he needed to be to the world.

Despite his frantic desire, Angel took his time with Vin, driving him crazy before he finally lodged his perfect fucking cock deep inside him.

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