The Mating (14 page)

“Well, maybe just a little bit at breakfast, but I was only standing up to her—”

Kane interrupted her again, “And at the mall, you didn’t try to stop Zoe’s verbal attack, did you?”

“Well no, but Phoebe and Rose…”

“Yes, I know they were there too. Frankly, I’m surprised at you ladies—you’re behaving like a bunch of nasty school girls. Marla’s had a hard time of it lately and really needs a friend.”

“Well, she sure has a strange way of showing it,” Elise muttered.

Of course, Kane heard what she said, “Elise, Marla isn’t like you, and she willingly admits it. She’s more comfortable around men and has trouble getting along with her own sex, but that doesn’t mean that she doesn’t want friends.” Kane reached for her hand and laced his fingers with hers, his tone becoming gentler. “Elise, you managed to make friends with several of the pack within just one day of being here. Marla’s just like you. She wants to fit in, but the difference is, she doesn’t know how. Over the years, she’s been pretty good about it, never complaining about how the females treat her, but it’s been hard on her, always feeling like she’s on the outside. Did you know that she was the next thing to engaged to Ryne? When he left, she was devastated and she’s still trying to come to grips with the loss. She doesn’t have the energy right now to deal with women being catty to her.”

Kane put a finger under her chin and tipped her head so that she was looking him in the eye. “I’d really appreciate it, if you’d cut her some slack. Maybe even try to befriend her. If the others see that you like her, they might be willing to reach out to her as well.”

“Me? Befriend Marla?” Elise knew her voice betrayed her shock, but she felt she was justified. After all, according to Zoe and Phoebe, the woman had purportedly been after her mate less than a week ago.

“It won’t be so bad. Once you get to know her, you’ll see.” Kane squeezed her hand gently and gave her a tender kiss. “Please? As a favour to me? Knowing that someone is watching out for her, would really ease my mind, and it would be one less thing to I have to worry about.”

Elise sighed heavily, knowing she was already defeated. “All right. I’ll give it a try.”

“Good. She’s coming over for lunch today.” Kane stood and started to walk towards the bathroom.

“Lunch today? But I’m meeting Julia for lunch!”

Not seeing the look on Elise’s face, and apparently not noticing her tone of voice, Kane casually answered her over his shoulder. “Well, that’s perfect. Marla can go with you.” With that, he shut the bathroom door.

Huffing indignantly, Elise got up and began picking up last night’s discarded clothing from the floor. Great. Now she had to spend time with a woman who most likely wanted to steal her mate. All of Elise’s happiness from her early morning cuddle with Kane rapidly disappeared at the prospect of the coming day.

She could hear the shower flip on and mentally pictured Kane stepping under the hot spray. He was her mate and belonged to her. Darn if she was going to let Marla take him away. So what if Marla had a relationship with him before? Kane had chosen her… She paused in the middle of picking up her shirt. Well, really he hadn’t
chosen
her exactly. He’d simply gone along with the idea of mating her. But, she assured herself, he hadn’t protested…that she knew of, anyway. Frowning, Elise pondered the situation as she dropped her clothing into the hamper. What if he hadn’t really wanted to bond with her, but had done it for the good of his pack, pushing his personal wants and needs aside? What had he said? “Sometimes our lives are filled with moments of great disappointment.” At the time, she’d thought he was referring to her feelings for Bryan, but what if he’d been referring to himself?

No! It couldn’t be—not after the wonderful sex they’d had. Kane had been so kind and thoughtful, putting her pleasure first. He couldn’t be harbouring feelings for Marla, just as she was no longer harbouring feelings for Bryan… Wait! Where had that come from? Of course she still cared for Bryan… But…just not in the same way as she cared for Kane. Bryan was…well…a dear friend; someone she’d known her whole life. Hmm…maybe that was how Kane felt about Marla.

Nibbling on her lip, Elise tried to logic the situation through but couldn’t come to any conclusive decision. Maybe she’d just ask Kane. Mentally, she played the scene out in her head. ‘Kane, what exactly is your relationship with Marla?’ He’d answer that they were just friends and then she’d feel much better. She gave a satisfied nod and started to make the bed.

‘But,’ a nasty little voice asked, ‘what if he says they used to be lovers?’ Elise paused, the pillow clutched to her chest. Hmm… What would she do then? Well, she’d just straighten her shoulders and ask if it was definitely in the past. He’d say it was all over, and that would solve the problem. She fluffed the pillow and then dealt with its twin. The nasty voice returned. ‘How will you know if he’s telling the truth? What man is going to admit to his mate that he’s having an affair with someone else?’

Elise growled in frustration and pulled up the bedspread with more vigour than strictly needed. This was getting her nowhere! Possibly, she should start by telling Kane her side of the story. How Marla had insinuated that she knew Kane sexually and that Elise wouldn’t be able to handle him. Oh, that would be a fun conversation! Her face burned in anticipated embarrassment as she pictured that talk going in all sorts of uncomfortable directions.

By the time Kane exited the bathroom, Elise was still trying to sort things out. His hair was slicked to his head and little drops of water decorated his back where the towel hadn’t reached. Licking her lips, Elise boldly decided to start a conversation about Marla and see where it went. As he walked past her to the closet, he pressed a quick kiss to her forehead. “I’m done in the bathroom, if you want to use it.”

Nodding, Elise took a deep breath. Kane was a good man. He wouldn’t be cheating on her, even if he had, at one time, harboured feelings for Marla. Gathering her resolve, she decided to explain her side of what happened with the other woman. Then Kane would understand why she didn’t want to spend time with her and he’d realise that Marla had twisted everything around to her own advantage. “Kane?”

“Hmm?” His voice drifted out of the closet, where he was gathering a shirt and pants.

“I wanted to explain to you—.” Just then the phone rang. Kane tossed a smile her way, raised a finger to indicate she should just wait a minute, and answered the phone.

“Kane here … Yes? … Uh, huh … I see … Well, if you feel that’s necessary … All right … I’ll meet you there in about half an hour … Right, I’ll see you then.” Kane hung up and stood pinching the bridge of his nose, stress radiating from his very pores.

“Kane? What’s wrong?” Elise stepped closer and laid her hand on his arm.

“What?” He looked at her as if he’d forgotten she was even there. “Oh, that was the lab that tested our water after the oil spill. They want to take another sample and also do testing on the surrounding soil for possible contaminants. If it leached very deep into the ground, we’ll have to do a major clean up that would involve digging down deep enough until we reach ‘clean’ dirt, removing all the contaminated soil and taking it to a toxic waste facility, then replacing the soil and plants… It would be a massive undertaking and extremely costly, not to mention having people traipsing all over our land.” Kane rubbed his hands over his face. “This is
not
the news I wanted to hear this morning.” He sighed heavily and then looked at Elise. “You wanted to tell me something?”

“Uh—nothing important.” Elise decided her problem with Marla was insignificant in comparison to what Kane already had on his plate. She squeezed his arm and kissed his shoulder. “I’ll just go take a shower. I hope your day doesn’t go too badly.”

“Thanks, and thanks for helping out with Marla, too. I really do appreciate it.”

Elise just smiled and headed for the shower.

Over breakfast preparations, Elise confided to Helen that Kane thought Marla needed a friend. Helen snorted and shook her head.

“That girl can put on the best act around the males and they buy it every time, hook, line and sinker! I can just imagine the tale she spun for Kane. ‘I was just trying to be friendly. Everyone misunderstands me. And I’m still so broken up over Ryne.’ Bull! She’s just mad because Ryne lost the challenge and now she isn’t lady of the house.” Helen was getting rather worked up and beating the scrambled eggs faster and faster as she spoke, the sticky mixture threatening to fly over the edge of the bowl. “Kane, of course, won’t hear anything against her. He’s still too caught up in misplaced guilt over her father—which was not his fault, no matter what he says! And then, when you throw in the incident with Ryne—well, we all know how that messed with his head!”

As Helen paused for breath, Elise interrupted, not understanding one of Helen’s earlier comments. “Wait. Back up. What happened with Marla’s father?”

“Dietrich? He died in a freak accident about eight or ten years ago. Kane was, oh, about fifteen or sixteen at the time, I think—barely out of being pup, in my mind—but he wanted to learn how to do patrols.” Helen shook her head, smiling reminiscently. She set down the whisk she’d been using to beat the eggs and gave Elise her full attention. “Even back then, Kane was showing leadership potential. While all the other boys were sniffing around the females, he was trying to learn pack business. He was such a serious little fellow. Anyway, Dietrich said he’d take Kane with him and show him the ropes. It should have just been a basic patrol, especially with a young one along, but Dietrich was showing off, at least that’s my opinion. He took Kane over some of the roughest territory we own, down by the cliffs and ravines—there was absolutely no need to go there. Well, Dietrich was running full out, which was just plain craziness on that type of terrain, probably trying to show up Kane and prove that he couldn’t keep up with the adult males.”

Helen shook her head sadly. “Well, to make a long story short, Dietrich missed his step and fell down a ravine, breaking his neck. He died instantly. Kane tried to reach him but couldn’t, so he ran back for help. Of course, it was too late.” She paused and pursed her lips. Elise recalled how Kane had warned her not to go near the ravines by herself. Now she knew why!

With a sigh, Helen continued. “Everyone told Kane he wasn’t responsible, that Dietrich knew the area and should have been watching, but Kane wouldn’t listen. He felt it was his fault for wanting to go along, for not getting help fast enough. That boy beat himself up for months over that accident. Then, he sort of pulled himself together and decided that he should be Marla’s protector. Kane said that with her father gone, it was his job to watch out for her.”

“But what about Marla’s mother?”

“Jeannie left a few months after the accident. She’d married into the pack and decided to go back home. I don’t think she ever really felt comfortable away from them—some wolves are like that, they can’t make the transition, no matter how long they’re with another pack. Of course, Marla didn’t want to leave; she’d been born here, after all. So Kane promised to keep an eye on her. He got her a little apartment, helped her get her driver’s license, tried to screen her boyfriends—mind you,
that
didn’t go over well. Marla, being Marla, just lapped up all the attention and put on her ‘poor little me’ act whenever she wanted something. Kane never could see through it, though. I suppose the guilt blinded him. For a while, I thought Marla would talk Kane into being mates. They dated a bit, but then she suddenly switched over to Ryne. I think Kane was confused at first. After being responsible for her for so long, he didn’t know what to do. About that same time though, he became Zack’s Beta and threw himself into the job wholeheartedly. Zack and I used to worry about him. The poor boy always seemed to try too hard, worrying about everyone else before himself. That was one of the reasons Zack had Ryne become co-Beta. He was trying to get Kane to ease up and start living his own life. It only worked for a while though. Now with Zack gone, well…it’s all back on Kane’s shoulders again.” Helen sighed and fell silent, her brow furrowed.

Elise spoke softly. “I guess that explains why Kane wants me to be nice to Marla. He still feels responsible for her.”

Helen snapped out of her reverie. “Yes, but he should be more concerned about you. You’re his mate, after all, not Marla. Mind you, Marla’s playing all her cards right. She knows just what buttons to push to get Kane to do what she wants. Right now, she’s got Kane thinking it’s his fault she’s by herself. He feels guilty about being the reason Ryne left, even though the challenge was Ryne’s own idea. And Marla could have gone with Ryne if she chose—I’m sure he asked her—but the idea of living on the road and trying to find a new pack, or forming one of their own, would have seemed like too much work for her. Oh, no. She wanted to stay right here in the lap of luxury, with a well-established pack and a hefty bank balance.” Helen had once again picked up a head of steam while talking about Marla and resumed vigorously beating the already scrambled eggs.

“Um, Helen?” Elise decided she should try to save the eggs surprised they hadn’t already turned into meringue! “I think the eggs are scrambled by now.” She raised her eyebrows and looked meaningfully at the frothing bowl.

“Oh!” Helen stared nonplussed at the dish and then gave a guilty chuckle. “Sorry, but I’ve never liked nor trusted that girl, and the idea that Kane is trying to make you befriend her, just makes my blood boil. Why, I’ve a good mind to go and tell him—”

Elise laid her hand on Helen’s arm. “It’s okay, Helen. Kane is really stressed at the moment, with all of the problems the pack seems to be having right now. If befriending Marla for a while takes one worry away from him, then I guess I can do it. I might not like it, but I’ll do it.”

Helen studied Elise’s face for a minute, then smiled. “Elise, I know your mating was arranged but, are you falling for our Alpha?”

Shrugging, Elise turned and busied herself buttering the toast. “I honestly don’t know. Before I was mated to him, I had a boyfriend, Bryan. We’d been friends all our lives and I thought I was in love with him, but now…I don’t know. I mean, if I really loved Bryan, how could I be drawn to Kane? I haven’t known Kane for that long, but I do like him, as a person. He’s been very considerate, and when we’re together, there’s this feeling—a connection—that just seems right, somehow.”