"Let him rest, and he should be fine when he wakes." The doctor left, and Kannan sat down on the edge of the bed and simply stared at his beloved for nearly half an hour. The night had turned into more than he could have ever imagined, and his life was now forever changed. He felt a growing excitement for the life that lay ahead of them.

  He wasn’t one to sit around and think about the future or his beloved he took each day as it came. He thought about his own beloved when someone he knew found theirs, but he never considered that he would be human and would be so beautiful.

  His blonde hair and smooth pale skin called to be touched, and he could not resist. He remembered from the bar that Eric's eyes were a deep, vibrant blue, and he wished his love would wake up so he could see them again. He ran his hand down Eric's arm and then across his chest.

  There was warmth and strength beneath his touch his beloved was recovering. The doctor had removed his clothing down to his t-shirt and briefs. It was necessary to complete the examination, but Kannan wondered how he was going to explain that to Eric when he woke.

  If he was still frightened, there may be little time to explain. He pulled the covers up to his neck and tucked them in. He laid his hand on his chest and kept it there, needing contact for his own sense of peace.

  It was nearing morning when there came a knock at his door and since his door was not locked he waited for whoever it was to come in. A few seconds later, Gage came walking into the bedroom. He looked at Kannan and then at Eric and smiled.

  “You lucky bastard.” He said and smiled.

  "Yes," Kannan responded with a grin. "He's gorgeous, isn't he?"

  “He is gorgeous, and he was damn lucky that you were close by last night.” His tone turned serious, and he took a seat on a chair by the window across from Kannan.

  “What did you find out?”

  "You were right about him being set up with the shifters." He began, and Kannan felt his anger tighten. "The one named Ron, the smaller of the two, arranged for the wolves to show your beloved Eric a good time. Apparently, he believed that Eric was too uptight and cautious and needed to let his hair down, so to speak."

  "They fed him to those two beasts?" Kannan spat out the words, and Gage nodded.

  “Michael told me that Ron has been a regular at the Ruby Light for several years and is friendly with a lot of the shifters.”

  "Does he know they're shifters?" Kannan was surprised, and if he did, it put a much darker shadow on the entire situation.

  "I don't know, but it is possible."

  “What about the other one?”

  "His name is Chester, and he's Eric's roommate and friend. They've known each other since high school. Ron is a new addition, and he started dating Chester a few months ago." Kannan's anger was growing with each new discovery. "I don't believe, based on the conversation I overheard, that Chester was a party to the setup. He seemed very uncomfortable with what Ron was doing."

  “He didn’t bother to help him.” Kannan snapped.

  "No, but he may not have known the level of danger that Cal and Rule presented." Gage tried to cut Chester some slack, but Kannan was not so inclined. Friends should look out for one another and not be a party to a setup.

  “Did he bother to go look for him?”

  "No, but he did make several calls trying to reach Eric." Just then, Eric's phone went off, and they both glanced over to the bedside table where it lay. Kannan picked it up and saw that it was Chester. He laid it back down.

  "He deserves no peace." He said flatly. He turned his attention back to Gage.

  "The wolves also frequent the Ruby Light for hookups. They don't usually choose humans, but they prefer the strength and resiliency of paranormals." Gage didn't elaborate further on that point, not wanting to upset Kannan any more than he already was, but it was too late for that. Kannan had plans for the wolves.

  "I'll speak with Kristof and see what he knows about those two and their affiliations," Kannan stated, but Gage was shaking his head.

  "You stay with your beloved, and I'll talk to Kristof. Eric needs you close, and I think you need to have him close. Don't let your anger over Ron and those two wolves overshadow the beauty of what is happening right before you." Gage indicated the sleeping man on the bed. "He is worth it all, Kannan. Make him comfortable and make your mark. He is yours . . . forever your Fated bond."

  "Yes, thank you." Kannan knew he was right and that leaving his beloved now would be impossible and painful beyond measure. "Let me know what he has to say."

  "I will, and I'll also follow up on that Ron character with Cole. He does some creative work in the research and backgrounds department, so maybe he can tell us more." Gage stood and squeezed Kannan's shoulder before making his way toward the door.

  “Keep your focus on Eric, he needs you more than anyone.” He said as he left the apartment. It was good and sound advice, but Kannan would not forget those that harmed and betrayed his innocent beloved. Their time would come.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Eric felt tired and heavy as if weighted down. He tried to move, but his arms and legs would not respond. He was lying down, and it felt like a bed, but he didn't remember going to bed. Actually, he didn’t remember much of anything after going to the Ruby Light. That thought sent a spark of anxiety through him as a few memories flashed across his mind.

  Finally, after a considerable struggle, he cracked his eyes open, and slowly, his vision came into focus. He was on a bed, and it was a bedroom he did not recognize. The anxiety he felt before spiked higher, and his gut began to tense with fear. He then saw someone sitting on the edge of his bed, holding his hand. The person was watching him but not speaking.

  Fear that he'd been drugged tore through him, and he began to thrash about trying to get off the bed. The man seated there held him and began to speak calmly and assuredly, and soon, he found himself settling down.

  "Easy, Eric, you're safe. You were not drugged. You were attacked in the alley outside the Ruby Light." He listened, and some of his memories began to come back. "I found you in that alley, and you were a little out of it, so I brought you here to my apartment over at the Imperial Club." Eric was trying to follow, but visions of wolves kept flashing in his mind. It made no sense.

  “We have an onsite doctor here and he has examined you. Nothing to be too concerned about just some cuts and bruises.” The man’s voice was so soothing, and his touch radiated warmth and security. Eric figured it was a reaction to his trauma but still it felt really good and it helped to drive the vicious wolves from his mind’s eye.

  "Do I know you?" He asked and squinted up at the handsome man, trying to remember where he'd met him. "Have we met?" He was sure he had.

  "Yes, we met at the Ruby Light. I was standing at the bar, and you came up, stood next to me, and ordered a beer. We spoke briefly. My name is Kannan Lieth." The man squeezed Eric's hand and looked at him with an expression of warmth and compassion, as well as something else that looked like affection, and it felt so sweet. It warmed Eric to his core, and he wanted the man to keep talking and looking at him. He was nearly lost in those dark eyes when a particularly harsh memory overtook him.

  “I remember a man; I went to the bar to try and get rid of him, but he came too.” That memory was followed by the memory of that man jumping him in the alley. Eric began to panic and tried once again to get out of bed. “He attacked me . . . he was deformed . . . he was vicious like a rabid wolf.”

  “You’re safe here Eric please calm yourself no one is going to hurt you. I will protect you I promise.”

  "He jumped me in the alley. He looked frightening, like a wild animal." Eric shouted, and tears filled his eyes. "Did he . . . did he . . ." The words stuck in his throat, and he was so afraid of the answer. Kannan's look of compassion and his kind eyes eased his fear and calmed him.

  "No, he did not." The words were firm and clear, and Eric took a deep breath and held Kannan's gaze. "I noticed him and his friend following you from the bar, so I followed, too. I'm sorry I didn't get there before they attacked you, but I assure you they were hurting when they ran away." Kannan said, and each word was spoken with deadly seriousness. It hit Eric as funny, and he started to laugh.

  “You made them hurt?” Eric grinned.

  "I made them hurt." Kannan smiled and cupped Eric's cheek. "Did you know those men?"

  "Ron introduced me, and when I arrived, they were already at our table."

  “Are they Ron’s friends?”

  "I don't know, but he seemed awfully friendly to them, so I don't believe that they just met at the bar. Chester was being strangely quiet and avoiding eye contact. I think he knew what was going on." That realization sort of stung since he and Chester had been friends for a long time. Chester allowed Ron to make a fool out of him and let him get attacked by those brutes and did nothing.

  “I sent your clothing to be cleaned and they should be returned to you by morning. The items from your pockets are there on the nightstand. Also, it appears that Chester has called you several times.” He was liking this guy more and more by the minute. He wasn’t sure if it was his gorgeous, good looks or his heavenly voice or his tender treatment, but he was falling for Kannan Lieth which was probably a bad idea under these circumstances.

  “I don’t want to talk to him.” He said with a sigh. “Chester and I used to be good friends but I’m beginning to believe that I need to rethink that relationship.”

  “He might not have known what his boyfriend was planning.” Kannon imparted. “Perhaps wait and talk to him before cutting him off completely.” Eric simply nodded, not sure if he had the energy to deal with Chester and his boyfriend ever again.

  “Thank you for saving me.” He said realizing he hadn’t thanked this man yet. “I’m sorry I didn’t say that right away. I appreciate everything you’ve done for me this evening and I will be out of your way as soon as possible.”

  "Relax, no need to rush. I'm off for a few days, so take your time." Kannan ran the fingertips of his right hand down the side of Eric's face, and the sensations that sparked through him were electric. Everything this man did or said seemed to set Eric alight. "Go to sleep. The rest will do you good. No one will bother you here."

  "Thank you, Kannan." Eric turned his head and touched his lips lightly to Kannan's fingers. Then, he snuggled into the comforter and closed his eyes. It was a bold move, but he wanted Kannan to know that he was interested in whatever was between them. He was sore and hurting, so he'd rest for now and deal with everything else later.

  Kannan was pleased with the interaction and the fact that Eric had sort of kissed him. It was an intimate move on Eric's part and spoke volumes as to what he was feeling. Kannan couldn't get a good read on Eric yet, but he could feel the sway of his emotions. He could normally read people within seconds of meeting them, but not his beloved. Fate always makes things a bit harder; like the Master said, she makes you work for it.

  He did get a good read on Cal and Rule, and they were just lowlife users looking for cheap satisfaction and didn't care who paid or got hurt. Ron was a manipulative little fuck who thrived on getting people to do things they wouldn't normally do. It was disgusting, and Ron enjoyed it.

  The situation he put into play last night with Eric and the shifters was vile and could have resulted in Eric being seriously hurt. Ron didn’t seem to care. He planned to look into the relationship between Ron and the shifters for they seem to be much more than simple acquaintances. He was too involved and too eager for Eric to hook up with one or both of them.

  Kannan was brought out of his considerations by the yelling and thrashing of his beloved. Eric was reliving the night in his dreams, and it was not pleasant. Kannan held him and soothed him as best he could, but the shock of the assault would take time to dissipate. "Let me go!" Eric screamed, and Kannan immediately released him.

  “You’re safe Eric.” He said not knowing what else would appease him. Eric was breathing rapidly and looking around frantic and confused and then he looked at Kannan and his demeaner relaxed. He coughed and reached for the water on the bedside table. Kannan helped him take a sip and he seemed to be out of the dream and back in reality.

  “I’m sorry.” He said haltingly.

  “You’re fine you have every right to be upset.” Kannan assured him and helped him to lay back down and cover up. “Try to sleep it will help your mind and body.”

  “Sleep his so hard with so many thoughts beating me up.” Kannan put in a call to Dr. Langley to stop by when it was convenient. Eric might need something to help him sleep.

  It was late afternoon and Eric was finally sleeping peacefully. Dr. Langley had stopped by a few hours ago and had administered a sedative to help him rest and recover. His sleep had been troubled and sporadic, but the sedative had allowed him the peace that his body required.

  Eric was trying to fight off the feelings of helplessness that seemed to overtake most who had been involved in a sudden, unsuspecting attack. It would take him time to regain his sense of self and security, but he was a strong man, and he would get there. Kannan, on the other hand, would find relief in only one way, and that was making sure everyone who had a hand in the suffering of his beloved would pay.

  He was having a cup of coffee in the living room, where he could easily hear Eric if he woke when there came a knock at his door. He answered, and standing there was Commander Kristof Lakatos, the resident Alpha in the Hadden Coven. He was mated to Master Hadden's personal assistant, Andrew, and oversaw the wolf members of the Hadden Coven.

  “Come in.” Kannan brought him into the living room. Kannan sat on the sofa and Kristof took the chair. “Gage told you what happened?” he prompted.

  "Yes, and I'm sorry your beloved was harmed by those beasts." Kannan nodded. "The wolves in question, Cal and Rule, do not belong to a pack per se, but they are part of a loose-knit group of shifters. They're ruled by a wolf named Decker. He's rough, uncouth, and cares about nothing but himself and his own interests. I believe this attitude is what has attracted the unsavory to his doorstep."

  "I'm going after Cal and Rule," Kannan announced and waited for Kristof's response.

  "That group does not support one another. Cal and Rule will be on their own unless Decker sees it in his interest to get involved. Master Hadden has been watching them for a few years concerned that they do not grow into a problem." Kristof leaned forward. "I believe that the shadow that has fallen over this city in the last few months has given rise to the lesser aspects of society, which includes Decker and his band of misfits."

  “Cal and Rule followed Eric out of the Ruby Light and accosted him in the alley. If I hadn’t followed . . .” His voice fell off as the possibilities sprung up in his mind.

  “They don’t normally hook up with humans. They find them too fragile and weak, and Decker and his crowd tend to like things rough.” Kristof’s implication was clear.

  "Eric was set up to be hurt and humiliated and possibly killed," Kannan stated, and his anger that had settled to a slow burn was igniting once again. "Do you know who this Ron character is and what he has against Eric?"

  "Ron is human, but he is an initiated human, and he knows about the paranormal. He knew that Cal and Rule were wolf shifters when he fed your beloved to them." That news was expected but also disturbing. "I have people looking into the connection, and I'll let you know as soon as they report."

  "What about Eric's friend and roommate, Chester?"

  "Just a sad, manipulated rube who was taken in by Ron as far as we know so far. I'll let you know if we discover more." Kristof reached out and patted Kannan's forearm. "It's difficult, I know, but right now, your beloved needs you, and you need him. Stay close, make your claim, and keep him safe. That's your primary responsibility."

  "Yes, sir," Kannan responded and tried to push down the desire to exact revenge. His beloved needed him, and he would keep his focus there for now.

  "He's not answering his phone," Chester spoke sharply and Ron simply nodded not really paying attention. "Eric never came home last night, what did you do? Who were those guys you set him up with?" Chester became more heated.

  Ron looked at him and smiled a sickening smirk. "He had the night of his life, no doubt." He snickered and went back to scrolling on his phone.

  “What the hell does that mean?”

  "He entertained Cal and Rule and probably several of their friends. He's probably somewhere . . . recuperating." He busted out laughing. "The wolves like to share." He laughed again as if it was the funniest thing he'd ever said. "Eric thinks he's so special. Well, he's not so special anymore." He barked a sharp laugh.

  "What kind of person are you?" Chester stepped back, aghast at what his boyfriend was sharing. "What did you do to him?"

  "Your roommate was a stuck-up bitch, and I wanted to loosen him up." He giggled. "He'll be good and loose by the time the wolves are finished with him."

  "Don't be disgusting," Chester shouted at him.

  "Oh, relax." He dismissed his reaction. "I was only kidding. Don't get all weird on me." He snorted and shook his head while rolling his eyes. "Eric probably got lucky. He's an adult, for fuck sake, and he can take care of himself."

  Chester tried his phone one more time, but again, there was no answer, and it went straight to voice mail.

  Eric woke up early in the evening and carefully looked around. He remembered where he was and who he was with so there was no panic this time. Kannan Lieth the handsome man from the bar had saved him from Cal and Rule and had brought him home. He still felt a little groggy, but he was better the pain in his head had lessened considerably and his body aches had gone away.

  "Here, drink this." Kannan was leaning over him and putting a straw in his mouth. "It's just water." He explained, and Eric took several long sips, loving the cool freshness as it ran down his throat.