41: Forget you’re a dick.
**Killian pov**
Kayson shifted in his seat and cleared his throat. “Signs of scouting, movement patterns, possibly an attempt to stake claim or gather information. I can’t confirm what, but I know it’s not looking good. I’m not the only one who’s worried, and trust me, this has nothing to do with the, well, you know, the situation.. Anyway, other packs are talking among themselves too, a lot of Alphas are keeping their eyes on her these days, especially since there are talks about the King traveling and visiting again.” He explained.
I listened and nodded, humming under my breath as I thought about the possible consequences of a woman, who held a role she wasn’t born for and now was pretty much addicted to greed and power. Eventually, I met Kayson’s eyes and finally answered. “Permission granted, I’ll have the secretaries deal with the paperwork and you can leave within the next hour or so. But, Kayson, don’t be stupid, okay? No unnecessary risks and act a little more diplomatic, forget you’re a dick for a second or two, yes?”
Kayson barked out a laugh and shook his head. “No promises, but I’ll do my best about the dick part. The rest, you know me, I can be as serious as I can be stupid. Either way, I’ll keep you updated at all times and if I find anything suspicious, you can bet your ass you’re the first person who’ll find that out.”
I waved Kayson off and watched how he left. As soon as the door behind him closed, Jonathan settled down on the armrest of my chair and leaned in to wrap his arms around me.
“Thanks,” I whispered and closed my eyes, enjoying the small, intimate moment.
“For what?” Jonathan asked and buried his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent deeply.
“For being here and making sure I don’t have to be alone while the world around us seems to be going downhill towards the crazy train?” I laughed and wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him a little closer to me.
I could feel Jonahan smile against the skin of my neck and that fact alone made me feel so much better about everything that I didn’t want to discuss anything negative anymore.
“You don’t get a choice to be alone anymore now that I’m here. For as long as I’m capable of helping with whatever I can, you can count on me,” Jonathan muttered against my neck.
Now, was he making a promise or trying to check the reaction my body would have to closeness like this? If he was poking the latter one, I was pretty darn sure that the damn tent in my pants made the answer more than clear.
Clearing my throat, I shifted in the seat a little and discreetly adjusted myself. Right, we were having a conversation - a nice, boring conversation about totally not sexy details that could help me pull my mind out of the gutter.
“So, these days we’ll replace the words compulsively obsessive with the word capable now, hmm?” I asked and laughed at the look on his face as Jonathan pulled away from me a little.
After the initial shock wore off, he flashed me another grin and grabbed my hand to pull it up to his lips and press a gentle kiss to my knuckles. “Okay, maybe I’m both, who cares?”
“Yeah,” I muttered and let out a laugh, shaking my head. “At this point, I’m not sure if I should be grateful or at least a little bit terrified.”
“Grateful,” Jonathan answered for me. “Think of it this way - I keep you alive, entertained and occasionally, if the need arises, sane. That’s a very good contribution in my opinion.”
I shook my head, and this time, I didn’t bother attempting to hide the smile that I knew spread across my lips so wide, it had to look painful. “Only you have the ability to make an absurd thing sound like the most romantic poem.”
Jonathan shrugged, “it’s a gift, you’re very welcome.”
I laughed again and held him just a little tighter. These days, I still liked to remind myself how real all of this truly was. Years ago, I couldn’t imagine myself being with a man, even if he was fated to me by the Goddess herself, but now - I couldn’t imagine my life without Jonathan by my side.
At the end of the day, all we needed was for him to confess and afterwards, the rest became history.
“I think I’m finally ready to go to the bedroom and lay down. Hate to admit this, but I’m still a tiny bit weak and a nap sounds like heaven right now,” I muttered.
“Finally,” Jonathan groaned and flashed me one of those grins as he stood up and released my hand, only to wrap me in a tight hug and help me up from the chair.
I didn’t rush to start walking and allowed myself to enjoy a moment I had never had before Jonathan. I rested my head against his shoulder and breathed in his scent. “You know, I’ll never get over the little obsession with your hands. It’s a heads up, in case you’re still wondering.”
Jonathan chuckled and pressed a soft kiss to the top of my head, “in that case, you’re never allowed to get over it. I might whine about it sometimes, but I don’t want you to think I’m not enjoying the extra attention. Whatever you are willing to give, I’m more than happy to accept.”
I smiled widely. “As long as you’re okay with it, so am I.”
Jonathan hummed and slowly pulled away, gently gripping my hand and helping me to the bedroom. His hand never left mine and as we passed the pack members, all we got were respectful bows, greetings and some genuine congratulations.
First things first, I needed some rest. Afterwards, I would figure out how to plan the best mating announcement ceremony I could pull together behind Jonathan’s back, and once all of it would be over - I could start worrying about the outside world.
For now, I was me and Jonathan, and I’d be damned if I didn’t make sure he got only the best in life.
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