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Pack Secrets(2)

By:Shannon Duane


Trevor piped in, “That’s Carter’s mama, Ms. Dee.”

Hands up with palms out Justin came closer. “I’m a healer. I just want to make your son more comfortable, I promise I won’t hurt him.”

Trevor was on a roll, “Pfft, Justin wouldn’t hurt nobody, not even a fly, huh Justin?”

“That’s right, Trev.” He turned towards Carter, forced to look around a still simmering Dee. “Did you scrape it on the ground when you fell?”

Carter’s little head bobbed up and down as he looked between his mother and Justin.

His attention on Dee, he asked, “May I take a look at his knee? I truly won’t hurt him.”

Just as the words came out of his mouth, he heard his brother, the new alpha, Blake. “Yo, Dee, what’s up? Why are you all mama bear protecting your cub?”

Her back straightened as she answered. “I’m protecting my son. This man claims to be a healer and was trying to touch Carter.”

Justin looked up at Blake and shrugged, unconcerned. He knew Blake would have his back.

“He is a healer. He’s also my brother,” Blake winked at her, joking. “We’re triplets. Yep, three Nunn hunks. We’re so manly and awesome that they had to split us up, our collective charms were too overwhelming.”

The new Mrs. Nunn, Blake’s mate, Delilah, smacked his arm. “You’re such a goofball. Leave them alone and let’s cut the cake.”

A little whimper came from Carter’s direction and all eyes turned on his frosting covered face. Justin quickly jumped in front of him to hide the evidence. He passed Carter the paper towels behind his back as he addressed his brother. “Don’t you guys want one more dance before you eat cake? You only get married once, so you should be out on the dance floor.”

Blake peered over at both Justin and Dee, promptly switching his focus to watch Carter squeeze water out of a paper towel then onto the floor, smacking his hand in the puddle laughing.

Blake was smiling when he asked, “Whatcha doin’ kiddo?”

Pushing himself back further Carter attempted to curl into a ball and ended up whimpering again as he clutched his knee. Blake shoved Dee and Justin out of the way asking, “What happened, little buddy? Did you get hurt?”

Carter nodded.

Blake twisted around to Justin. “Well…why haven’t you healed him yet?”

Heaving a sigh, Justin answered. “I was trying to, but I don’t think his ma wants me to. She isn’t comfortable with me yet.”

Blake’s normally playful eyes hardened. “I don’t care, heal him. I’m his alpha and right now I trump Dee. I want him to be all better so he can dance with all the ladies tonight and have fun. Isn’t that what you want, Dee?”

Dee stood there watching her son with eagle eyes. She nodded her head once, but didn’t look convinced.

Advancing slowly, still on his hands and knees, Justin placed his hand on Carter’s knobby knee. Warmth always seemed to flow out of him and into the person he was healing causing him to become cold. He sent his healing magic into the little body and found Carter had only very minor injuries causing him pain; he took the pain and swelling into his body leaving Carter fully healed. He also found an old skull fracture that he ensured was repaired as he wondered how he’d gotten it.

“All done.” Justin took the now moist paper towels and swiped them over Carter’s face before backing off to sit on the floor in front of their small group.

Blake took charge with his super charm. “Now, Carter, I want you to go find Mrs. Nunn, the old one, my mom, and ask her to dance. Got it? Oh, and don’t tell her I called her old.”

Carter shot up and tested his knee, bending it back and forth before doing a few jumping jacks. “Cool, thanks, Mister Justin.” He ran off in the direction of Justin and Blake’s mother.

The still charming alpha rounded on Dee. “I thought I told you not to wear,” His hand swiped at the air in front of her, “that stuff. It hurts my nose.”

Dee stood tall and proud, well…as tall as she could considering she was short. Justin watched as her chin came up. “And I thought I explained to you, Alpha, why it was necessary.”

Attempting a rebuttal Blake was silenced when his new mate Delilah put her finger to his lips. “No more, it’s our wedding day. There are so many people to mingle with and I can’t wait to cut this delicious looking cake. Come on stud,” she smacked his ass, “Let’s eat some cake.”

His expression evened out to a wicked smile for his mate. “I’d rather eat something else, but if we must cut the cake let’s do it so I can take you home and have another slice of your…”