tomorrow .
Chapter Six
Ian rolled out of bed slow and easy. His body still ached , but he would go see Gavin today if it killed him. He wasn’t leaving the boy chained to the bed.
The shower was good, hot water made his sore muscles ache a little less. As he got dressed he remembered his phone conversation with Andy. He hoped he could get her back on the phone tonight. They had been so close to some real hands on stuff when she’d freaked out and hung up. What could have scared her? Maybe things had moved to fast. All of it just seemed so natural for Ian with her considering she was his mate . I t didn’t occur to him not to talk to her like that.
“Hey.” Ian paused in the living room to fi n d Dillon on the couch cleaning his gun. When he did stuff like that it just made Ian nervous. “Been shooting?”
“No questions, rememb er.” Dillon continued with wiping the inside of his barrel.
“Right, sorry. I’m headed out for a little while.” Ian motioned to the door.
“See you later.” Dillon h eld the barrel up to stare inside.
“Yeah , later.” Ian turned away. His brother was just strange. Ian was aware that his status as a tracker for the Silver Creek Pack up north, his parents p ack, was important, and the position was for loners like Dillon, but the guy was just weird since he’d came to Ian’s . Ian wasn’t sure what he thought about that either. He shook his head as he locked his apartment door and made his way down the hall. Dillon must be in some big shit if he was here. Hiding. Because he was. Ian was sure of it.
He drove over to Warren ’s house, f r om the direction s Warren had left at his apartment. The house was nice, normal for the Craftsman style neighborhood . B ig. He parked on the street out fro nt and slid out. Ian knocked . The door open ed .
“Ian. Hi. What are you doing here?” A cougar from the pack stood in the door way. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail and she was in pink stretch shorts, a white sports bra and sneakers.
“I’m not sure I have the right address. I thought this was Warren’s place.” Ian looked back up at the number then at the note in his hand.
“You’re in the right place. This is Warren’s place. Darn and I thought you were here to see me.” The woman had a pout on her face when Ian glanced back up at her.
“I’m sorry, I don’t…” Ian had forgotten her name.
Fire flashed in the black of her eyes as she stared at him. Then she smiled brightly and put her hand out. “I’m Kaylen.”
“Nice to meet you, again. Warren said he was having problems with Gavin. I thought maybe I could help. I’ve worked with Gavin a lot at The Haven.”
“Oh, yeah , come in. He’s been wild since he discovered ,” she marked the word with air quotes,” his mate. He’s upstairs in his bedroom. You just caught me in the middle of my workout so if you’ll excuse me I need to get back to that.” She turned and heading into the house. Ian followed and closed the door behind him as she walked away.
Okay, so Ian figured it was up to him to find Gavin. He headed up the stairs and found a door partially open. Ian sniffed, Gavin’s scent was strongest here. He knocked.
“I told you to go away.” The cub roared.
Ian cracked the door open and poked his head inside. Gavin’s right arm was raised above his head and cuffed to the bed. H e was in a t-shirt and boxers l ying on top of his covers.
“Hey.” Ian opened the door and came into the room.
Gavin looked up the n hurried into a sitting position. “What do you want?” he snarled.
“I thought maybe we could talk.” Ian grabbed the chair at Gavin’s desk and pulled it closer to the bed then sat down. “Warren said you’ve been having some problems.”
“He’s the one with the problem. I hate him. He’s not my father.” Gavin clenched his jaw and looked out the window to the right of his head board.
“I don’t think he wants to be, Gavin, but he
Chapter Six
Ian rolled out of bed slow and easy. His body still ached , but he would go see Gavin today if it killed him. He wasn’t leaving the boy chained to the bed.
The shower was good, hot water made his sore muscles ache a little less. As he got dressed he remembered his phone conversation with Andy. He hoped he could get her back on the phone tonight. They had been so close to some real hands on stuff when she’d freaked out and hung up. What could have scared her? Maybe things had moved to fast. All of it just seemed so natural for Ian with her considering she was his mate . I t didn’t occur to him not to talk to her like that.
“Hey.” Ian paused in the living room to fi n d Dillon on the couch cleaning his gun. When he did stuff like that it just made Ian nervous. “Been shooting?”
“No questions, rememb er.” Dillon continued with wiping the inside of his barrel.
“Right, sorry. I’m headed out for a little while.” Ian motioned to the door.
“See you later.” Dillon h eld the barrel up to stare inside.
“Yeah , later.” Ian turned away. His brother was just strange. Ian was aware that his status as a tracker for the Silver Creek Pack up north, his parents p ack, was important, and the position was for loners like Dillon, but the guy was just weird since he’d came to Ian’s . Ian wasn’t sure what he thought about that either. He shook his head as he locked his apartment door and made his way down the hall. Dillon must be in some big shit if he was here. Hiding. Because he was. Ian was sure of it.
He drove over to Warren ’s house, f r om the direction s Warren had left at his apartment. The house was nice, normal for the Craftsman style neighborhood . B ig. He parked on the street out fro nt and slid out. Ian knocked . The door open ed .
“Ian. Hi. What are you doing here?” A cougar from the pack stood in the door way. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail and she was in pink stretch shorts, a white sports bra and sneakers.
“I’m not sure I have the right address. I thought this was Warren’s place.” Ian looked back up at the number then at the note in his hand.
“You’re in the right place. This is Warren’s place. Darn and I thought you were here to see me.” The woman had a pout on her face when Ian glanced back up at her.
“I’m sorry, I don’t…” Ian had forgotten her name.
Fire flashed in the black of her eyes as she stared at him. Then she smiled brightly and put her hand out. “I’m Kaylen.”
“Nice to meet you, again. Warren said he was having problems with Gavin. I thought maybe I could help. I’ve worked with Gavin a lot at The Haven.”
“Oh, yeah , come in. He’s been wild since he discovered ,” she marked the word with air quotes,” his mate. He’s upstairs in his bedroom. You just caught me in the middle of my workout so if you’ll excuse me I need to get back to that.” She turned and heading into the house. Ian followed and closed the door behind him as she walked away.
Okay, so Ian figured it was up to him to find Gavin. He headed up the stairs and found a door partially open. Ian sniffed, Gavin’s scent was strongest here. He knocked.
“I told you to go away.” The cub roared.
Ian cracked the door open and poked his head inside. Gavin’s right arm was raised above his head and cuffed to the bed. H e was in a t-shirt and boxers l ying on top of his covers.
“Hey.” Ian opened the door and came into the room.
Gavin looked up the n hurried into a sitting position. “What do you want?” he snarled.
“I thought maybe we could talk.” Ian grabbed the chair at Gavin’s desk and pulled it closer to the bed then sat down. “Warren said you’ve been having some problems.”
“He’s the one with the problem. I hate him. He’s not my father.” Gavin clenched his jaw and looked out the window to the right of his head board.
“I don’t think he wants to be, Gavin, but he
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