Revo's Property (6 page)

If Echo hadn’t been his
responsibility, Ezra would have thought Wolf County paradise. A good end after
a long and exhausting journey where he’d find his mate, maybe settle down.
Well, nothing so ideal. Ezra was still mated to a vicious Hellhound, but still,
after a glimpse of what could have been, he couldn’t imagine moving on.

Revo
was
his mate, but Echo was still his brother. Same brother who he grew up with,
fended off the neighborhood bullies with when they were eight, and experienced
his first disastrous orgy with when their abilities bloomed when they turned
eighteen. Echo was his mirror, and shared his soul. They were practically the
same person, no matter how much Ezra hated him for losing his way.

“If Echo has to die, so would I.”
Ezra increased the acceleration. He had always been a step too late when he
chased after Echo, but he prayed to whoever was still out there in the universe
he would make it this time around.

Chapter Eight

After spreading out and surrounding
the property,
Revo
and his brothers killed off their
bike engines. Club X was a BDSM club the Hellhounds had gotten off its original
owner, a human who owed them a huge debt. The multi-story building had been
wedged between two strip clubs, and right smack in the middle of Wolf County’s
night district.

The street came alive at night, but
during the early hours of the morning, it was practically a ghost town. It
helped word got out to the folks around these parts earlier. Long-time
residents knew when to get out of the way when the Hellhounds took care of
business.

Spider and Mercy quickly shed their
leathers and shifted.
Revo
retrieved his favorite
sawed-off shotgun, quickly checked the bullets, while he watched Mace from the
corner of his eye. Their President spoke to Payne, a retired Hellhound who had
been in the BDSM scene for decades, and one of the managers Mace assigned to
the club. Most of the cash flow they used to run and maintain Wolf County still
came from their gun and drug business from long-time contacts, but Mace had
started branching out to local businesses over the last month.

Fuck.
Revo
had planned on maybe taking Ezra to Club X after this entire charade was over.
He still couldn’t erase the look of desperation that had settled on Ezra’s
face. The way his lower lip trembled nervously and the way his entire body
trembled with genuine white-hot fear for his bastard of a brother. Hell,
Revo
finally got the entire picture.

Truth be told, he had been a little
relieved when Spider confirmed Ezra hadn’t been guilty of harming any of the
townsfolk.
Revo
might still be pissed at Ezra for
taking so damn long to confess, but he knew Ezra had his reasons.
Revo
couldn’t imagine how long Ezra had been chasing after
his brother, but it had to come to an end.

“Payne says after he got the call,
he put the entire building in lock-down mode after activating the security systems.
After getting the members out, he and his security team managed to trap the
fucking demon in one of the windowless scene rooms. Let’s get this over with.”
Mace growled.

Revo
glanced at the nervous bunch of hired muscle standing around. They hadn’t been
Hellhounds, but all of them were members of the supernatural community. The men
could probably hold their own in a fight, but apparently not this one.

Two gray-furred wolves, Spider and
Mercy, went inside the establishment. They sniffed out the scene in case Payne
had been wrong. After dancing to this thing’s tune and being a step too late,
none of them took any chances.

“Damages?”
Revo
asked Mace after he ordered Payne and his security goons to stay and circle the
building from outside in case their extraction went wrong.

“A couple of zombie-like sex
starved club members. Spider got word from the local hospital the mortals the
incubus fed on won’t be able to fully recover. This thing has to fucking die,
Revo
,” Mace warned.

Revo
snarled. “I know the stakes. You don’t need to tell me twice. Haven’t we been
on enough runs, hell, didn’t we live through the fucking apocalypse together?
You still can’t fucking trust me?”

“I trust you enough, but when it
comes to your damn pup I don’t trust you one bit,” Mace scoffed.

Christ,
Revo
couldn’t remember the last time he wanted to break Mace’s face.
Dream on.
Mace might be slightly insane,
but he was all they got. Without his leadership or vision, Wolf County wouldn’t
be their own little private heaven in Post-Fall times.

“I place my brothers first and
always, but we’re fucking shifters too, Mace. When it comes to our mates, the
game changes. You know that.”

Spider let out an affirmative
growl, signaling the coast was clear.
Revo
began to
follow, but Mace suddenly slammed him against the wall near the doorway. His
back hit hard concrete.
Revo
hissed, temper
frizzling.

“What the fuck, Mace?”
Revo
knew reminding Mace about the mate he lost would
provoke him, but he had to stand his ground.

Despite being a deceitful liar,
Ezra still belonged to him. Tied to him so intimately and metaphysically the
only road that lay open to both of them was the one where they both had to walk
together.

A low whine from Spider by the
doorway made them pause. Spider didn’t spook easy, but this time Spider
flattened his ears, and bared his teeth. Where the hell was Mercy? A second
later,
Revo
heard Mercy’s paws thumping up the stairs
and his surprised yelp.

Mace let out a curse and let
Revo
go. “Mercy. Fucking reckless asshole let the incubus get
to him.”

Revo
followed Mace inside. Knew they had to set aside their scores and deal with the
problem. Taking a step into Club X’s reception and lounge,
Revo
felt the first hints of the incubus’ power. He practically staggered reaching
the stairwell leading up to the private scene rooms. Nearly dropped his gun too
if he hadn’t used the nearest wall for support.

What the fuck? Ezra’s power hadn’t
felt anything like this. The air permeated with thick tension, made it hard to
breathe or focus. So tempting to drop whatever they were doing and ride back to
the clubhouse, and wrap his lips around Ezra’s tempting cock. Hear Ezra’s sweet
cries while he begged for mercy. Then fuck him hard until he couldn’t walk
straight in the morning.

Shit.
Don’t think about Ezra.

Mace let out a frustrated sound,
and started tearing at his clothes.
Revo’s
spine
crawled. Had Mace caved in? He let out a relieved sigh when Mace changed forms.
Spider didn’t look that affected either.
Revo
assumed
being a wolf must make it easier to resist the enemy’s call.
Revo
dispensed with his own clothes.

Once in his second form,
Revo
found it easier to think and move again. He remembered
Mercy had been having girl problems when the mortal he’d been fucking refused
to be his old lady.
Revo
could only assume Ezra’s
brother leeched on their weaknesses and used it against them. They prowled up
the staircase, careful and quiet, their paws barely making a sound on the
hardwood floors.

They gathered outside the door
where the incubus had been holed up, hackles raised and teeth bared. With their
supernatural strength, they only needed one shove to break the door open.
Revo
agreed with Mace. Time to end this and head back home
after. Ezra would hate him for killing his brother, but the emotional wounds
Revo
inflicted would heal.

Hell, if Ezra hadn’t lied to him in
the first place
—every muscle in
Revo’s
body froze. The metaphysical mate bonds connecting him to Ezra’s demon didn’t
just tingle. It reverberated like a plucked bowstring, telling
Revo
the impossible. Ezra had somehow gotten free and was
dangerously nearby.

Growling low in his
throat, Mace flashed his teeth at
Revo
, a warning he
sensed it too. Mace’s amber eyes narrowed and asked the silent question “What
the fuck?” But
Revo
ignored him. Mace he could deal
with later on.

Revo
focused hard on their connection, trying to place his location, but
he didn’t need to. Grunts and groans came from inside the room.

“Holy shit, Ezra?”
the other incubus asked.

“Echo, help me get
this damn window open. It’s wedged shut.”

Revo’s
stomach plummeted at the sound of Ezra’s voice. Did Echo’s life
matter to him so much, he’d risk his life escaping the clubhouse and climbing
up a building?

Both Mace and Spider
angled their sides and began ramming at the door. It took a couple of tries and
Revo
saw why. Simple symbols and containment spells
had been painted on the doorway. Payne must have had a wizard or some kind of
spell slinger in his employ.

Thank God, because
Revo
hadn’t been ready to lose his foolish reckless mate yet.
The wood gave way on Mace and Spider’s fourth shove. Mace let out an outraged
howl when they caught sight of Ezra shoving Echo out the doorway.

Understanding hit
Revo
like a sudden bolt of lightning. Both incubi looked
like mirrors of each other, except Echo’s skin looked robust and healthier.
Twins. In the shifter community, a single lifeline connected twins. If one
died, the other soon followed. Did that apply to incubi as well?

Mace sprang into
motion, and
Revo
followed, growling, reacting on pure
instinct to protect his mate, even against the wrath of his own alpha. Behind
him, he heard Spider’s paws tailing them. Ezra paled, probably at the sight of
the three rampaging werewolves out for Echo and his blood.

“Shit, Ezra. What
kind of mess did you bring with you this time?” Echo angrily hissed, hurrying
out to the window ledge.

“My mess? Fuck you,
brother. All I’ve been doing is cleaning yours.” Ezra’s mouth hung open in
shock when Echo slammed the windowpane shut, and began to shimmy down the pipe
beside the ledge.

What kind of fucker left his own flesh and blood to the wolves?
Echo had completely gone off the rails. The brother Ezra knew and grew up with
would never leave him behind. Was Echo too lost in his lust addiction he could
no longer tell reality from delusion?

Ezra swallowed,
turning to face them. Enraged, Mace growled at his cheated prey.
Revo
knew Mace, blinded with rage, wouldn’t spare Ezra. So
he let himself slide rather than run the last few meters.
Revo
quickly rose on all fours, using his body to shield Ezra from harm.

“
Revo
,
no,” Ezra whispered, tugging at his fur.

Ezra tried to push
him away, but
Revo
outweighed him, even as a wolf. He
hissed when Mace’s canines and claws sunk into his flesh. Refusing to back
down,
Revo
fought and clawed, aware he began to bleed
from half a dozen places. A third wolf joined their tangle. Spider did his best
to keep them apart, but he was no match against his alpha and beta.

“Hey, asshole alpha.
It’s me you want, not
Revo
!” Ezra shrieked, bringing
down the nearest item—an old fashioned lamp, over Mace’s furry head, barely
missing
Revo’s
head by inches. Fuck,
Revo
would never admit that move saved him, because Mace
had his throat around his jaws.

“Fuck it, guys, the
other incubus is getting away,” Mercy’s human voice rasped from somewhere.

That startled Mace.
Mace got off
Revo
, gave him a warning snarl, before
running out of the room. Spider followed him out.
Revo
heard the rumble of a bike engine outside, but he knew Echo wouldn’t get far,
even with one of their stolen bikes.

“
Revo
,
you stupid bastard,” Ezra angrily whispered, slumping to the floor next to him.

He brought
Revo’s
injured body to his lap, and
Revo
let out a whine. Fucking weak to lie on his mate’s lap and enjoy the feel of
his fingers checking his fur for injuries, but
Revo
didn’t care. He closed his eyes to half-slits, enjoying the feel of Ezra’s
fingers stroking his fur. “Get up you big lump, I need to find a first aid
kit.”

Ezra drew back when
Revo
tried to snap at his fingers from pulling at his ear.
Revo
decided to remain in wolf form to rein in his anger,
because if he turned back to human, he had a whole lot of obscenities to scream
at Ezra.

“I know. I’m sorry,”
Ezra murmured, an anguished expression on his face. “I have a lot of things I
hid from you, but I thought I was protecting my brother. I guess I know now he
doesn’t deserve my protection.”

Revo
turned back to human, because he had to ask, “Ezra, if Echo dies will
you follow? Because if you will, I’m going after Mace and Spider.”

He didn’t add he
would die trying, but he didn’t tell Ezra that. Ezra bit his bottom lip and
considered
Revo’s
question. Finally, he shook his
head. “A part of me would die I think, but your mate bond would anchor me back
down.”

Revo
instinctively pulled on their mate bonds. He wrapped and tugged at
the threads connecting his wolf to Ezra until it hurt to breathe for both of
them.
Revo
couldn’t see them, but they were there—not
flimsy, breakable string, but steel chains tempered and strong. Ezra hadn’t
lied. If Echo died, all
Revo
had to do was remind his
mate of life.

He stroked the
chords of Ezra’s throat, lingering on his personal brand.
Revo
pressed Ezra against his chest. Began nibbling, leaving tiny bites up Ezra’s
neck, jaw and finally took his lips.
Revo
pressed his
thickening shaft against Ezra’s belly, damned pleased Ezra’s hand wandered
below to begin taking care of his need.

At the sound of
footsteps they parted, but it was only Payne and some of his security guys. At
least Payne didn’t ask why
Revo
was lying on another
incubus’ lap, although
Revo
did feel him nudge at his
wolf to feel for the mate bonds connecting him to Ezra.