Chapter 142 - GOING HOME

I was having trouble dealing with the intensity in Lucian's voice right then. I mean, he was being really, really, really scary. I have known him for a long time, almost since the day that I came to Boston, and he and I bonded right away since we were both shifters that didn't take anyone's shit.

After the failed dating experience, we became closer and closer until Lucian was something like family to me. I know that I would kill for him, but I guess I just never realized that he would kill for me.

Now though, I was getting a glimpse of how much he cared about me. I was seeing just what kind of friendship and faux familial bond we had with each other. I have to say, as intense and slightly frightening as it was, I was happier than I could explain to know he felt like that.

"No one hurts our Jacy without being punished for it." Those had been his words. Those had been the words that made the entire room go silent. Only they weren't looking at him with shock like I was, they were looking at me like they agreed with him. Even Deek seemed to be angry on my behalf and ready for blood.

I had to wonder if Deek felt this way just because he was a former member of my former pack. Or maybe he still cared for me since I was the one person in the Alpha house that knew his secrets. And not to mention, I didn't judge him negatively for it. I was the only one who knew why he left, and why he couldn't stay. Even though he was older than me, I still had a close friendship with him; and that was something that I had truly missed after he left.

"Who do you suspect for this?" Deek, surprisingly, was the one to ask this. "Is there anyone you guys know that wants to hurt her?" I watched the four men that were part of my everyday life look at each other. They all suspected someone, but were they all thinking of the same person?

"There is a list of people it could be." I was the one who finally spoke.

"How big of a list?" Deek looked at me with curious and slightly amused eyes.

"Well, I've arrested about four hundred and seventy-two people over the years, give or take one or two maybe. Out of those people at least three hundred, if not more, would likely hold a grudge against me. Then there is the list of the people from back home, starting right at the top of it would be Victor. You remember him, don't you?" I smirked at him when I saw the shock in his eyes.

"Arrested?" He was starting with the beginning of what I had said. "Are you a cop?"

"Nope, I'm a bounty hunter." I grinned proudly.

"Yeah, I can see that. It's a career that suits you perfectly." He was laughing, most likely he was thinking about the younger version of me. I was a wild child most of the time, but I never broke the law. So, I guess I wasn't as wild as I could have been. Still, I could wreak some havoc.

"Oh, and let's not forget the females that hate me in Kyle's pack. A lot of them, or at least a few of them, aren't happy that I killed their leader. And some other ones that don't care about her are probably still mad that I am with him, and they're not."

"Geez Jace, what the hell?" Deek looked at me with more shock than laughter now. "How come so many people hate you?" This time he laughed, but I was still stuck on the fact that he had used the old nickname he had for me when I was younger.

"Uhm, Jace?" EZ was grinning. "Did everyone think you were a boy when you were younger?"

"Shut up." I glared at him. "Not everyone has the perfect name for a nickname. That was just one of the only options available."

"Then again, she did spend more of her time around the guys than the girls. She was truly one of the guys growing up. It was cool to see though, since she was stronger than all of them. The school still refused to let her be on the football team though." Deek was grinning and laughing hard, unable to keep a straight face.

"You wanted to play football?" Kyle asked me immediately.

"Goddess no. He's messing with you." I glared at him. "Aren't you, Deek?"

"Yeah, I am, but it was funny."

"I didn't think it was." He didn't react to my words though, he just continued laughing.

Once the room settled down, and we could move on, I wanted to get out of the bed. For multiple reasons really. For one, I wanted to get some clothes on. For two, I needed to go to the bathroom and take care of business. And for three, this ravenous child in my belly was hungry, and so was I.

The problem with getting up though, was that Deek had not been gentle with my dress when he removed it. True to any ER procedure it had been cut off of me. It was now laying with medical scrap in a trash bag. So, all I had to wear was my bra and panties.

"You can borrow my clothes." Deek offered. "I mean, they're still going to be big on you, but at least they won't be as big as sasquatch's over here." He pointed at Lucian as he spoke.

"Why the fuck am I sasquatch all of a sudden?" Lucian glared at Deek who laughed.

"Sorry, you're actually the first bear shifter I have met in person, and you're fucking huge." Deek was just a little taller than I was, a hair shy of six feet and a little over an inch taller than me. Lucian though, was almost a foot taller than me. So yeah, I can see where he was coming from.

I did as was suggested though, and I borrowed some of Deek's clothes until I could get home. I wanted to get some food and a shower and rest as much as I could.

"Kyle, can we go home? Everyone can come talk about all of this at the house later."

"Yeah, sure thing baby." He put his hand around me as if he were escorting me as well as protecting something fragile. "Come on. I will get you home right away."

Apparently, the limo had been in the same spot all night. Kyle told the driver not to leave. He had slept there and was probably more miserable than I was. Everyone but Deek went downstairs with us, and all but Lucian got into the limo with us. The driver was taking us home first then he would head over to EZ's new place for him and his men. They had all agreed to meet at our place tonight for dinner. That gave me more than a few hours of peace, that was good.

The first thing that I did when we got home was head straight for the bathroom. I had used the facilities at Deeks for the urgent business. Now though, I wanted to shower and make myself feel clean again.

While I showered, Kyle went into the kitchen and started to cook some food for us. I didn't want to take too long because I knew the food wouldn't take long to make, but I was also letting the scalding hot water of the shower relax my muscles. I didn't want to rush that.

After nearly half an hour, I got out, dried off, and then dressed in something casual and comfortable. When I left the bedroom, I saw that Kyle had made me a breakfast that was similar to what he made when he told me he wanted me to do something that went against who I was. The amount of bacon and sausage that he made was enough to make me suspicious again.

"What do you want me to do now?" I glared at him as I sat down.

"Nothing, Jacy. I just wanted to spoil you after what happened last night. If I hadn't insisted on another wedding, this wouldn't have happened." He was upset and blamed himself.

"We would have been at the pack meeting regardless." I reminded him. "It would have happened no matter what. Just shut up, and let's eat." He grinned at my words and kissed my cheek.

"I will drop it, for now."

After we ate the food he made for us, I was ready for a nap. I think it was a combination of the food, the baby, and the whole being poisoned thing. All of those things could make you tired. Who knew?

When I slept, I had that nightmare again. Now that I had seen an ultrasound of my baby I felt like it was all starting to get more and more real to me. So I guess that realness and talking about my supposed enemies is what made me dream about Victor and his goons tracking me down in my house and trying to kill me or kidnap me or whatever it is he wanted from me.

I guess it was possible that now that I was married and things were proving to move closer and closer to the deadline set in my mind, I was starting to stress about it. There was no way to get those images out of my mind. All I could see when I dreamt during my nap were those nightmarish images. I couldn't let that dream come true. I couldn't let him get me, my baby, or my husband. That would literally kill me.