Page 51 of Blinded
"Yeah, we both were. It's dangerous and my ex back then was way into it. I refused for a long time, scared something would go wrong. I researched it and found a small group, I guess it was like a class, but it wasn't anything official. Bridger took it with me. They taught us how to be safer about it, things to watch for, ways to read our partner's body language, rules for doing it somewhat safer. I mean there is always a risk, but at least being informed I was able to feel safer about it. I also learned that with wolves, when it would get to the dangerous point, my partner's wolf would force a shift. It was an extra safety measure that helped reassure me I wasn't going to kill him."
"Is it something you got off doing?"
"To a point. I didn't like taking it as far as he wanted. I loved the power and feel of having my hands around his neck, holding him down so forcefully, but when I saw that his color would start to change, he was fighting to stay conscious, that freaked me out and took all arousal away for me, but he would come so hard there was no denying that it was what turned him on." I turned my head toward Bayne, even though I couldn't see him. "Does the idea turn you on?"
"I don't know. I have always loved being held down, all control being taken from me. I love when hands are around the back of my neck, holding me hard so I can't move, but I've never been choked. I'm not against trying it."
The thought should have had my cock rock hard, but it wasn't. Something was wrong with me if thoughts of holding Bayne down didn't turn me on.
"What's wrong?" Bayne asked.
I shrugged. "It's just I keep feeling more and more like something is off. That should have had me turned on and ready to throw you onto the bed the moment we got home, but it didn't. I think of bed and all I think of is sleep."
"I'm calling Cohen when we get home. He might not be able to see us today, but we need to get you in as soon as we can. At first, I thought it was just stress making you tired, but now, I'm not so sure. I can feel it through our link, but can't put a word to the feeling."
"Exactly. It's just different. Like I'm fighting off exhaustion all the time."
Bayne stopped the car. "We're home. Let's go in and get something to eat. I'll call Cohen, then we can let our wolves out and rest all night." He got out of the car.
A second later he was at my side as I got out, his arm around me to lead me inside. "Thanks for everything today. I know it can't be easy for you to torture someone."
"It's usually not, but today, it wasn't too hard. He was the man who hurt you, that made me want to tear him apart. He got off a lot easier than I wanted him to. I'd gone in planning on spending hours making him hurt, but it didn't go that way. I guess I'm glad it was over quickly, I know you didn't feel right being there."
"Like I said, it doesn't change anything. Doesn't bring Bridger back." I sat down at the kitchen table, stretching my legs out. "Is that what you do normally for the pack?"
"If Kurt needs information from someone he usually calls me. It doesn't happen often. I usually just help with security if we have to hold someone in the cells or have a problem with a wolf. If it bothers you, I can tell him I won't do it anymore."
"No, I'm okay with it. It's not like it's random. I know enough about your pack that I know if you need to torture someone, it's deserved."
"Oh, shit." Bayne was suddenly kneeling beside me. "I almost forgot. Hell."
"What?" I didn't like the wave of anxiety I felt coming off him.
"Pete called Kurt right after you joined our pack. He was pissed. Said he was going to fine your parents for you leaving the pack. Kurt said to call your family and get them here as soon as possible. He can pay to fly them out or help them pack and drive out. Whatever they want. We can go help them if you want, but if they don't want to stay there, they shouldn't. Pack Authority is on their way to investigate Pete, and that's only going to upset him more. I'm sure he'll know that Kurt called them and will blame you and take that out on your family too."
I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. I hadn't been using it because I couldn't see to punch in a number or read a text. "Turn it on and call Mom in my contacts."
Bayne took my phone and a second later he handed it to me. "It's ringing. I'll go shower while you talk to them." He kissed my cheek and left me alone.
For a moment I didn't think that they would answer, but finally, I heard my mom's soft voice answer.
I smiled as she asked how I was. I reassured her that I was fine, and quickly told her what Kurt had said and offered. After talking to her for a few minutes she passed the phone to my dad, letting me explain everything to him.
It was a relief to hear they'd already decided to move here and had started to slowly pack. Kurt was right, and Pete had called my parents almost as soon as I'd cut my link and joined a new pack. He'd threatened them with fines and tried to insist they would have to do more work for the pack to make up for the way my sister and I acted.
I was furious. If it wasn't for being blind, I would have been on the first flight out and handled Pete myself.
I talked for several more minutes, making them promise to call my sister so she knew what was going on. The last place I wanted her was around an angry Pete. Who knew what he'd try to force her to do. The sooner they broke ties with the pack, the safer they would all be.
I hung up after promising to start looking for a house for them. I'd tried to explain about the pack house where they could stay while they looked, but I don't think they understood what it was like here. They were thinking about what they were used to, and Kurt's pack was nothing comparable.
"Everything okay?" Bayne walked into the kitchen, smelling like soap and shampoo.
I reached for him. "They are going to leave in the next few days. They promised to call if they need any help, but my dad seems to think they've got it handled. He asked if I'd look for a house for them, but I'd almost rather wait and let them find what they like."
Bayne sat down on my knee, wrapping his arms around me. "I know of a couple places that are perfect for them. We can drive out and look at them tomorrow if you want. They aren't too far from the pack house, and one even connects to the land we own so they could shift and run from the house if they wanted to."
"I'd like to see them. It's going to be a big adjustment coming here, and Dad's worried about a job, but I figure there should be something for him. Hell, he could retire if he wanted to. I think he only keeps working for something to do. It's not as if they need the money now."
