Chapter 3
Kane felt like shit. He knew he needed to talk to Faith, apologize, beg her to forgive him. But like the coward he was, he sat in his huge, empty house watching the afternoon sun turn into night. Kane’s wolf was hounding him to go get their mate, bring her back home, make her believe he was sorry and they loved her.
Kane frowned. Did they, did he, really love her? What he’d done to her wasn’t the actions of someone in love. He had known her for fifteen years, well over half her life. Faith wasn’t perfect by any means, but he had watched her grow into a remarkable woman, well teenager, since she hadn’t had anything to do with him for over four years. What he had learned and found out, he really liked. He’d loved her four years ago, and after last night there was no denying he still loved her. Last night had been amazing. He still couldn’t believe his beautiful princess had been a virgin, because she drew people to her, especially men. His wolf had been ecstatic that he would be her one and only.
Kane stood up and walked to his shower, thinking of ways to make up with her. Faith had said she didn’t love him anymore, but he knew she did, otherwise she wouldn’t have let anything happen last night. There would be a lot of things to sort and figure out. It wouldn’t be easy, but Faith was worth it. He was so lucky to have her as his true mate.
He got dressed and drove to her house to find his princess.
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Kane tried Faith’s mobile again, then Jamie’s, Devlin’s, and he even tried Griffen’s mobile, but no one picked up. Faith’s parents hadn’t been any help, all he got from them was that she had gone out with friends. So he tried his parents for info because he was starting to get an uneasy feeling, his wolf was pacing.
He finally got in contact with his mum who just said to remember her advice and try Rane. So Kane tried Rane’s mobile. He picked up on the first ring, and Kane sighed in relief. Kane could hear loud music in the background.
“Where are you? Do you know where Faith is?”
There was a long silence. “Kane, give her a rest tonight.”
“Please, Rane, I do love her, and I need to apologize.”
There was a sigh that could barely be heard over the music. “I’m just about to enter a nightclub in the city called Splash.”
“What, why?”
“Because that’s where Faith and her friends are. I thought I would keep watch, make sure she’s safe.”
“Rane, that’s my job. She’s my mate.”
“Yeah, well, how about you let her cool down tonight, see her tomorrow. I’ll keep her safe.”
Kane really didn’t have a good feeling. He was already in his car, pushing it to the limits. “Why the fuck is your voice edgy?”
“Ah, I just bumped into three of our brothers. Looks like they had the same idea.”
The music got louder and he could hear cheering. “I’ll be there in five to ten minutes.”
“Kane, stay at home. There are four of us... Holy shit.”
Kane could hear Jamie in the background saying, “That is not our princess, that is a hot sex kitten.” It was followed by four growls.
“What the fuck is Jamie going on about?”
Rane cleared his throat. “Ah, Kane, I really do think it’s best if you stay home tonight and talk to Faith tomorrow. We’ve got it covered from here.”
“I was already heading to the city to her friends, I’ll—”
“Shit, I gotta go, Kane.”
Rane disconnected the call, and Kane chucked his phone in the passenger seat.
What the hell was going on? Kane sped up, not liking the sound of what he’d heard.
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Faith was having so much fun she didn’t even notice the four massive, slack-jaw werewolves that came in the club until she and her two girlfriends were called up to the bar to be told they were the last contestants and would be going on next. Faith was pumped. The dance routine was one they had practiced, but had never been game to show.
Five minutes later, standing up on the stage bar, she glanced at the brothers, and they did not look happy. She thought about pulling out, but Remy and Sara were counting on her, they needed the prize money. Faith knew her werewolves wouldn’t do anything in a crowded club with so many people watching. She gave a mental shrug. Stuff it, if she was going to be in trouble she might as well give them something to be mad about. Faith leaned down to the DJ coordinator. “On the second song, about two and a half minutes in, hose us down.”
She took off her sequin top as she had a white singlet underneath that showed off a pink belly ring that matched her pink and black lacy bra set. To complete the outfit she had tight jeans and knee-high, black, fuck-me boots. She had told the girls if they wanted to win the $2,000 prize money they were going to have to use some serious dance moves to make the crowd cheer loud. She had told them to dress accordingly.