Page 58 of Brimstone Bound
‘I’m not drunk,’ the werewolf said defensively. ‘I had that yesterday. And anyway, it was already almost empty.’
‘We’re not here to judge,’ I told him. I sat down gingerly and waited for Lukas and the wolf to do the same.
‘Why is he here?’ the wolf demanded, sitting as far away from Lukas as possible. ‘I already spoke to Lady Sullivan yesterday.’
‘Yesterday?’ I prompted. The fight I’d witnessed had been days ago.
‘Yeah. She came to question me about Becca.’
‘Becca is the woman who’s gone missing?’
He gave me a blank look. ‘No. Her sister. The one who attacked me.’
I frowned. Hang on a minute. Something about that didn’t compute.
‘What’s your name?’ Lukas asked.
The werewolf didn’t answer immediately.
‘We’re not going to use it against you,’ Lukas said gently. ‘We just want to get to the bottom of all this.’
The werewolf’s head fell further. A bulbous drop of green snot slid from his left nostril, but he made no move to wipe it away. ‘I don’t care any more,’ he whispered. ‘I don’t care what you do.’ He lifted his head. ‘My name is Gregory. And, yes, that’s my real name. Do with it what you will.’
I watched him carefully. So this name business really was about far more than tradition. ‘Why don’t you start at the beginning, Gregory? Tell us what happened, and don’t leave anything out.’
He sniffed loudly and the snot droplet disappeared into his nose again. ‘I bumped into Anna, Becca’s sister, inside Crystal on Saturday night. She was out with Becca and a few of her mates. One thing led to another and we ended up here. Anna didn’t want to go to her place because she lives with Becca and she’s a real ball-breaker.’ He looked at me. ‘Anna’s words. Not mine.’
‘Are those their real names?’ I asked. ‘Anna and Becca?’
‘Yeah.’ He gave me a defiant glare. ‘But even if I was strong enough to use someone’s name to dominate them, I couldn’t have. I didn’t find out either of their real names until after all this shit happened.’
I glanced over at Lukas to see if that rang true. He nodded.
‘Who’s more dominant?’ Lukas inquired. ‘You or Anna?’
‘Me.’ He sniffed again. It was hard to imagine Gregory being more dominant than anyone. I supposed it was a wolf thing. ‘But if you’re going to ask whose more dominant between me and Becca, then it’s definitely Becca.’
Given what I’d witnessed of their fight, I could attest to that. ‘So you had sex with Anna?’
‘Didn’t I just say that?’ His eyes flashed. That was good to see; maybe he wasn’t completely cowed after all. ‘And it was good sex, too. Nothing kinky. No ropes or handcuffs or smacking or anything. It was vanilla.’
I leaned forward. ‘Do you prefer it kinky, Gregory?’
He met my eyes. ‘Sometimes. Not always. I don’t go into for waterplay or cross-action, but I don’t mind a bit of role play or furry handcuffs from time to time.’
My brow furrowed slightly. Lukas glanced my way and murmured, ‘Cross-play is when one partner is in their normal form while the other is wolf.’
I blinked.
‘Water play is when—’
‘That one I know,’ I said drily. ‘But thanks.’
Lukas raised his eyebrows at Gregory. ‘What about Anna? Was she inclined towards those sorts of sexual games?’
‘I don’t know. We only had sex once, and we were both pretty drunk. It was vanilla, like I said. When I woke up in the morning, she’d already gone.’
‘And this was Sunday morning?’ I asked.
