|Chapter 2|

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|Dalton|

Damien saved his money well. I guess all the years he had been alive he saved and invested quite well. How old he was? Damien and Lucian never answered that question, but implied they were very old. After all they created vampires and werewolves.

'And this is one of the things he put his money into. I guess it was money well spent.' He had a private airplane. It was too large to be considered a private jet, so a private airplane was it was. Since they wanted us in Asia hunting down Michael they pitched in some effort.

There was the money Lucian threw in for food and other needed things. But this private plane was quite a plus. Derik and Isabella got all their weapons on with no problem. I was the first one to the plane and waited for Isabella.

She seemed less than pleased as her, Derik, and Lyric came on the plane with Derik carrying most of the baggage with Isabella having all the weapons. They went with the black case full of weapons similar to how they did in college as well for they always had their weapons on them.

'She doesn't seem too pleased about this.' 'More of unpleased that Derik is next to her and just so excited about it.' Derik was more than happy to meet his family and former pack now that it was on his terms. And not being kidnapped and kept in a hotel room.

And now Lyric was with him as well which increased how excited he was. Back when they kidnapped him Derik didn't have a mate. Well he had a mate. The two just hadn't met yet. They met in college and had quite the introduction to each other from what we've heard.

'Yes because they met in the library and then ended up having sex with each other right after that.' Lyric had no idea why she had been so impulsive to sleep with Derik. She of course at the time had no idea Derik was a werewolf and the mate bond at work.

Now she was completely aware. And the two were quite sexually active, I swear they made up for Isabella and I. I was glad there was two bedrooms on this plane and not one. Because if we had to sleep in the same bedroom as them, there would be problems.

'I bet they're planning to join the mile high club no doubt.' 'Don't even.' Ash smirked. Headphones would be used tonight. Isabella and I were currently in the bedroom we'd be sharing. And it had a very large queen sized bed that Damien no doubt expected us to share.

And then a couch. Isabella was going through all of her weapons, cleaning them out, and then reloading the ammo and putting the clips back to their respective place. "You seem nervous." I told her and Isabella glanced at me. "Well we didn't exactly have the best experience with them, and I have no idea about Audrey." Isabella said.

"I'm sure Audrey is fine or Akira would of sent out a bill by now. As far as I know, Red Claws is one of the first packs to announce that they had a human luna. Humans and werewolves mating wasn't an unknown subject.

'Most werewolves just tend to keep it to themselves and not announce it. But Akira obviously had no qualms that his mate was human.' Werewolves most commonly mated with werewolves, but obviously sometimes werewolves weren't our mates and rejection was rare. Most werewolves weren't stupid enough to reject their mate because of species.

The moon goddess was kind when she wanted to be, but not kind enough to provide second chances mates. Sure you could fall in love again. But it would never be your mate. And if you rejected your mate it'd be a cold day in all of hell when the moon goddess gave you a new mate.

There was no backup mates. 'She just doesn't do this and has her reasons for it.' She was most likely a big romantic person on the inside. Mates were supposedly a soul cut in half or you know missing half the soul who completed each other.

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