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Hearing Logan’s voice he had to hide a smile in front of who he was speaking to. Kade bit his lip and turned to look up at the alpha with a soft glare. The wolf really did have perfect timing. Excusing himself from the conversation, he rolled his eyes and took hold of the taller man. “You know how much trouble you’ve gotten me into?” He poked at Logan’s side after letting him go once they were out of earshot. “I’m starting to run out of excuses.”

“Like I told everyone else, I really don’t know what happened at the party. I was a little… preoccupied.”

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Following Logan to his car, he got in and prayed to God no one saw. Though he was concerned about being followed, he was more subtly concerned about his family figuring out what Logan was. They’d kill him if they knew, especially since Kade liked him. Feeling Logan’s nice warm hand settle on his thigh, Kade couldn’t help but smirk. Possessive was a good look on Logan.  Once they arrived at Logan’s, Kade didn’t waste anytime getting inside, away from nosy, prying eyes. He looked down at his phone before turning it off and tucking it in his pocket. “Only half an hour,” he hummed. “Better make it quick, Logan.” 

“that’s fucking adorable, peaches.” it’s cute that kade thinks his ‘limits’ are going to deter him. he’s not worried about the time, and soon enough kade will have gotten all about it. the wolf wants him, and it’s not often that he doesn’t get exactly what he wants. kade is warm and inviting, he’s strong, he handles logan’s desires without a struggle, he keeps up with him better than any other human he’s ever had the pleasure of experiencing. logan liked wolf-mates just as any other did, but humans? they tasted, and smelled sweeter than everyone else. 

“Yeah, pretty boy. I made you breakfast in fuckin’ bed.” He said, tossing Logan a sandwich he made for him. “Eat up, the moon’s comin’.” Holding out a thermos of coffee, he waited for Logan to take it before getting off his hog. “Besides, I’ve got the day off from the counter so I thought you’d wanna hit up a few places with me. I need to get some more barley for the next batch of brew I’m makin’. Unless you wanna sit inside and mope all day.”

“Fuck…” Kade huffed and tried to catch his breath, slightly dazed from the sudden intensity of their embrace. “I’ll give you an hour.” 

one hand moves from the humans neck to take place at his waist. the hand that remains curls tightly around kade’s throat, finger pressing down just slightly to labor his breathing a fraction. his touch is possessive, as is the look in his dark green eyes as he stares down at the intoxicating being that’s haunted his thoughts since the moment he’d first laid eyes on him. logan tries his best not to mix with hunters, he’s an alpha, he shouldn’t be luring danger to his doorstep -- and yet, he can’t help himself. “you’re not the only one breaking the rules here, bambi. but what can i say, i like the way you submit to me.”

When Logan asked for a kiss, however, the hunter couldn’t help but scoff. It was a childish request and the promises that followed were no more than boldfaced lies. Either way, Kade would be leaving here with Logan and he was likely to at best, be late to work. They both knew that. The palpable sexual tension in the air had made at least that much obvious. “You’re such an ass.” Seeing as he really had no other choice––and didn’t exactly mind that––Kade leaned up to press his lips to Logan’s. 

kade tastes just as good as he recalls the first time, almost sweeter now, as if there’s something a little more lingering behind the action and yet, logan doesn’t dwell upon that thought. that kind of thinking can lead to something messier, and for now, all he knows is that he wants kade’s warm body in his bed tonight. 

when their lips crash together, the palpable sexual tension between them begins to thicken, growing with every second that passes. the kiss feels too short, and logan is left craving more. he pulls kade back the second he tries to break free, his hand grappling the back of his neck as his warm tongue fights its way past his soft, plump lips, deepening the action. he’s not ready to let go yet, he feels as if he’s not yet made his point. his mouth has so much more to say. a growl rumbles in the back of his throat, a hunger for the human taking hold of the wolf, filling his senses with kade, and only kade. as he draws back, he catches his lower lip between his teeth, daring to nip the other with a sharp fang but instead he merely grazes it, exercising his control. “come with me.” it’s less of a request, and more of a command, but he says it so softly that it leaves the implication there that it is completely optional, if kade were to truly wish to deny him -- but logan knows far better than that.

Mateo had been waiting just outside the Timberwood Alpha’s house. His hands casually in his pockets. His body stance was relaxed, not at all threatening. Mateo might find O’Shea annoying and believe his way to leading better but Logan too was an alpha. It would be reckless for Mateo to come up to Logan’s  territory with an itch for a fight. Mateo breathed out a chuckle seeing the other alpha pissed off this early.  “Nah. I still have to talk though.”  He needed to have a little chit chat with Logan about his pack. He got word that his pack was close getting into an altercation with his boys. And the one thing Mateo held high was the safety of his pack. Mateo stepped foward. “Some of your pack got a little close to my area O’Shea. Almost had something nasty on our hands.” Mateo loved a good fight but there was always a good time and place. The only reason came to see Logan was because his boys were out numbered. Mateo didn’t like how many of the Timberwood pack was roaming around his territory. “Can explain why some of yours was there?” His voice calm, showing no sign of agression. 

The color along the hunter’s cheekbones darkened slightly, the absolute filth coming out of Logan’s mouth had stirred something inside of him whether he liked it or not. It seemed his human impulses would get the better of him. Kade quickly swatted Logan’s hand away given how incredibly crass he was being. Since when did anyone get to talk to him like that–he was still a Wesson, not some stripper at Purgatory. And Peaches? Raine of course, up until this point had been the exception. But he was a demon from Hell so his lust was to be expected. But this cocky Alpha? Oh, it got under his skin. “You’re really not gonna let me go to work, are you?” His tone slightly defeated, Kade knew there was one way for this to end––probably in Logan’s shower. It was stupid to be giving in again so easily but…he couldn’t really help it. The hunter could blow off some steam anyway.

luckily for kade, logan liked a chase. how was the hunter expecting logan to walk away from him when his arousal smelled so sweet? there was simply no way. he was like a walking popsicle, despite the taint of death that lingered, which he was sure he could fix after a warm shower and a lot of heavy petting. if only his family could see him now, flirting with a hunter -- a male hunter no less. they’d be rolling in their graves, if they had any, and if the remaining pack members were able to locate all the parts of them, that was.

“Gross.” Kade scoffed but still allowed himself to be pulled closer by the wolf still. He had no intentions of trying to leave now that Logan had a hold of him, but he wasn’t about to let him know that. “Still can’t keep your hands to yourself, hm?”

logan is no fool, he knows of kade’s antics, he can smell it on him. he’s crossed paths with the hunter more times than he can count, but the attraction has always been there - it just took logan to make the first move to get the ball rolling. he was no saint himself, but kade reeks of bad habits and mistakes. there’s always a hint of regret that lingers around him, something logan pities, and he wonders what it is he’s trying to avoid, hide, or fill. kade wesson was an enigma, a rubik’s cube logan was determined to unlock. 

“crank it down on the coffee, logan. i hear it gives people mood swings.” alianova states the obvious, suddenly trailing behind him in what felt like a lack of concern of his moody disposition. in another picture perfect world she’d be his beta, second in command but in this one? she wanted the alpha title to herself and was sure everyone knew it. there was no other reason she was always up his ass about things, calling him out before anyone else got the chance to, making his life a living hell. shes stood with her arms crossed on his front lawn, shrugging her shoulders. “we’re out of oragel, alpha. we need it before the full moon comes or else a lot of us, including me will be running around with a toothache from hell and threatening to off the first person we see.” fangs forcing themselves evident was a bitch.

“the more you talk about liking lemon sweets, the more i realize how polar opposite we are because… gross.” she shivers from the thought, mostly because of the colder weather now that she was in the middle of soaking up from her swim. “lets learn to bake then. call it a… non recreational activity.” sometimes angel had been so wrapped up in just being a mermaid that she forgot about her other passions and figured being an alpha would be the same. “its not like you have anything better to do today than to slum it with the resident merfreak.”