Callan flashed him an irate glance before turning back to Dash. “Have you noticed anything unusual during sex with any other female?”
Dash flushed as he looked between the two men. Hell. Since when did a personal interrogation come with the agreement to help?
He finally shook his head as he watched the other man in bemusement. “Like what?”
Kane stared up at the ceiling as though the conversation was now beyond his control or his interest. Callan sighed roughly. “When Taber and I found our mates, we learned that our bodies have a very unique reaction to them during sex.”
Kane grunted but kept quiet.
“Such as?” Dash asked in confusion.
Callan cleared his throat as a slight grin edged his lips. “Our cocks produced a phenomena resembling the barb that actual felines have. It’s blunt rather than sharp, but locks us into our women for long minutes after ejaculation. It’s possible a similar phenomena occurs in the Wolf Breeds.”
Dash stared at the man in shock. Felines had barbs, canines had… He grinned and looked at Kane.
“He’s joking. Right?” He had to be joking. Elizabeth was an amazingly steady woman, but he wasn’t certain how she would take such an animalistic reaction. Hell, he didn’t know how he would handle it. Kane shrugged, frowning. “Hell if I know. And I have no intention of finding out.”
“He mated your sister,” Dash pointed out.
Kane frowned heavily. “I do not discuss sex with my baby sister,” he gritted out. “And I don’t want to hear about the particulars, either.” He gave Callan a warning look.
“Then leave.” Callan shrugged before turning back to Dash. “Whatever the reactions each Breed has during mating is an issue we must be honest about. The frenzy isn’t a comfortable matter, Kane, and could affect their ability to triumph over Grange.”
“Frenzy?” Dash was lost.
Callan explained in clear, concise terms the ”frenzy” he was talking about as Dash sat and watched him in shock.
“Damn,” he finally breathed out roughly, checking his tongue for any swelling. “Okay. No gland issue there.”
Now this he didn’t need. Not that he wouldn’t mind having Elizabeth pinned under his body until she conceived the child he had only dreamed of as his own, but he was sure she wouldn’t appreciate the
experience. Enjoy it, yes. Thank him for it? She might well kill him for it.
“Perhaps she is not your mate,” Callan suggested. “We’ve found the changes to only occur with one person. Women, in Taber’s case and mine, who complimented us in every way. It’s a mating. There is no other word for it. She could be the wrong woman.”
Dash growled in protest. “Or perhaps the Wolf Breeds don’t have this reaction,” he pointed out. “And we also have to consider the recession of the genetics in my case. The scientists were going to kill me because I was human rather than animal. This discussion could be a waste of time.”
He really hoped this discussion was a waste of time. He couldn’t see himself explaining this to Elizabeth as such a change occurred in his own body. But the thought of it was so incredibly erotic that it caused his c**k to twitch in reaction. Her slender body beneath him, locked to him, unable to escape, unable to do anything but tremble in pleasure as her body soaked up his seed.
“And your genetics can change overnight,” Callan assured him, shrugging. “It is something you should be aware of. Something that other Wolf Breeds will need to know about, should it occur. We have a few at the Feline compound, but not many as of yet. We are still uncertain if the original Pack in Mexico survived.”
Dash’s Pack. He shook his head wearily as he remembered the small group of children he had left behind in Colorado, just before the prepared move. At the time, he had no idea where they would go, and had been unable to find them later. “If anyone could save them, it would be Wolfe. He was a born leader, even as a child. I won’t believe he’s dead until I hear they found the body. As far as I’ve heard, they can’t be certain either way at this point, which tells me they escaped.”
He had suspected all along that they had escaped but hadn’t made attempts to try to track them down since learning of the location of the lab. His life had been too consumed with finding Elizabeth and Cassie. Finding his Pack could come later.
“We have lines of communication open,” Kane said firmly. “I have several men checking on some leads. If we hear anything, we’ll let you know when you get back.”
Dash nodded. “I expect at least a month before we can return. I need a week, perhaps two, to run Elizabeth through some basic training before we go after Grange. I want her ready to fight in case it’s needed.”
Callan frowned. “You should allow her to come to the compound as well. Take some of my men, Dash, and take care of Grange. There is no reason to endanger the woman.”
“She’s my woman, Callan.” Dash shook his head. “If she stays, life won’t always be easy. I won’t be hemmed up in a compound unless I have to be. Elizabeth and Cassie will both have to learn how to protect themselves. You get government acceptance for Cassie and I’ll take care of Grange. The rest we’ll take care of as we have to.”
“Grange won’t be easy,” Kane warned him. “I checked him out before heading in. He has several highlevel government friends, which is why he’s running around without a leash. He knows of Cassie’s genetics; he’ll know the minute we put in for government acceptance of her.”
“I thought of that.” Dash shook his head. “All a child needs is the father’s name,” he reminded them.
“List my name alone and leave mother and child’s names blank, as well as the ages. After the papers come back, you have six months to return them with the name of the mother and child.” It was a safety measure the Felines had demanded for any minor Breeds found. “I’ll claim parentage. That’s all we need.”
Callan nodded and turned to Kane. “Can you get the papers together before we leave?”
“I brought the laptop.” Kane nodded. “I’ll contact Merinus and have her send the file immediately. All he has to do is sign the government copy. Elizabeth has to sign our copy and I’ll notarize them. We can have it done within the hour.”