“Oh, oh man! I’ve been so worried. I know he’s a minor and shouldn’t be here, but—” And why the hell was Bobby shaking him again?
“He’s not all right, Sully. He’s not.”
Sully tried to make that make sense in his head, but it just wouldn’t. “What do you mean? How is he not all right? I know he’s been on his own for a few days. Is he hungry, sick, scared?”
Bobby leant in, drilling Sully with his gaze. “Listen to me. He shouldn’t have been let in. The guy working the door was a shifter, he was completely capable of telling the ID
Mando offered was fake, but he let Mando’s pretty face sway him, and someone…” Bobby gulped and turned an unflattering greenish colour. “Someone hurt him, sexually. I don’t know how bad because he freaked out when he saw me.” Sully didn’t know what happened. One minute he was standing up, and the next he was on his butt on the floor, trying to get a breath into lungs that weren’t working right.
Bobby was squatting in front of him, and he was still holding Sully’s shoulders, but now he was kneading them and murmuring comforting words that Sully just couldn’t process.
Bobby moved closer, then his lips brushed against Sully’s. Back and forth, Bobby slowly brought him out of his stupor with tender touches and words.
“What happened?” Sully asked, knowing Bobby had told him, but he couldn’t make sense of it.
Bobby rubbed his cheek against Sully’s and rumbled as if the feel of Sully’s skin pleased him, then he pulled back until he was looking once again in Sully’s eyes. “Jerry, the former employee of mine who was working the door, let Mando in. Someone hurt Mando, I don’t know the extent of it, but it’s…bad.”
Sully gagged and slapped a hand over his mouth. “Where’s he?” he asked between fingers. His eyes burned and tears slipped free. Sully didn’t care.
Bobby brushed at them with his thumbs as he spoke. “Our shaman, Remus, is with him, and so is my friend Paava’s sister, Lisa. Sully, we think it was someone from my pack. If that is the case, rest assured I will find him and kill him. In our pack, that’s the way of justice.
Whoever hurt Mando is aware of it, I promise you. We all know pack law, and he’ll know I’m gonna come for him.”
Sully shook his head, trying to make sense of something senseless. “Why would anyone hurt Mando? He’s just a kid!”
Bobby sighed and finally looked away. “Some people are just fucked up, Sully. They get off on hurting someone weaker than themselves, or someone younger, or even someone stronger. It’s fine if that’s what both people, or all of the people involved want. But when it’s taking something that isn’t offered, when it’s rape or abuse, or…or nonconsensual anything , then that’s an evil that needs to be ended.”
“I thought that’s what I was doing to you,” Sully got out, knowing he sounded like a jabbering idiot but unable to hush himself. “Thought you were all into it and so I had to…to mark you, Bobby. You’re mine. I thought you wanted it, but you started fighting me.” Bobby edged closer, until his knees framed Sully’s. That stern look in his eyes made Sully go warm and quivery inside. “I did want it, and I was about to come in my pants when I finally got hold of my hormones because we needed to talk. The second you touched me, every lick of intelligence I had evaporated and I was nothing but horny on legs. Took a few for my brain to kick in gear, and I thought of Mando. That killed off every bit of desire, and I knew you’d feel like shit if I didn’t stop you before you found out what had happened.”
“I would have. No, I do anyways,” Sully admitted. “How do you know me so well?” Bobby rubbed a hand over his mouth and chin as he darted his glance around the room.
“Well, see, I can be a stubborn cuss, contrary just to be contrary and a fool who wants to fight destiny no matter how good she’s trying to be to me. I
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