Hagen, Lynn - Montana's Vamp [Brac Pack 16] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (11 page)

Blinking a few times, he turned to the man. “How did you do that?” Gabby asked in awe. His anger was gone. Only thoughts of his mate were now in his mind.

“Family secret.” He winked.

“He told me that your mother sought shelter with the coven, and was granted the right to live there. But then your father was enraged when he found out that she planned on running with you as soon as you were delivered. He knew you were mine. She told him this much. He wanted you for his own, so he silenced her and raised you as his own. I honestly don’t know why she never came to me. I would have taken her in and cared for her.”

“This still doesn’t explain how the doctor knew Gabby was related to you.” Montana pointed out.

Gabby looked at his newfound father for the answer to that question. He felt odd thinking of this man as his father when Christian looked no older than thirty, odd because the bastard who pretended to be his father, the one who raised him had always been the one in his mind when he used the title.

Christian laid his left hand on his hip, tapped his chin with his left index finger, and pulled the side of his mouth up in thought. “You were sun-poisoned. That’s why you are so sick.”

“But…I feel a ‘but’ rolling around somewhere,” Gabby said as he spun his hands above his head.

Christian dropped his right hand and walked once again over to Gabby. “But, the family trait seems to be surfacing.”

“Can we stop with the fishing for answers and just spit it out? I only have another seven centuries,” Montana snapped at Christian.

Christian narrowed his eyes at Montana. “You’d be hesitant, too, if all your little secrets were coming out. Excuse the hell out of me.”

Tryck chuckled. “Jerry, Jerry, Jerry.” He cupped his hands by his mouth.

“Does he really need to be here?” Christian looked over at Maverick.

The Alpha slid his hands into his front pockets and leaned against the wall, a sarcastic smile on his face. “I told you, but nobody listens. Cash.”

Christian turned his back on the Alpha and the instigator. He sat on the bed and smiled at Gabby.

“You’re ovulating.”

* * * *

Gabby jumped quickly from Montana’s arms. Mr. Badass had fainted. He stared up at the man claiming to be his new father. “You said what!”

“It’s something my offsprings are born with, the ability to reproduce whether they are male or female. You’re asexual. The way your eyes have turned onyx is an indication that you are ovulating. It’s a closely guarded secret. But there are ways to prevent conception.”

“Oh, there better be. If sleeping beasty here passes out just from the news, then I can just imagine what would happen if I…oh, hell, I can’t even say it. You could have passed on your black hair or your height, but no, you had to go and make me a bigger freak than I already am. Do you know how ridiculous that sounds? Check between my legs, seriously.
I have a penis
,” Gabby snarled as he pointed to his groin.

He was already an orange-haired, green-eyed, diabetic, motor-mouth vampire, and now he could have children? “Anything else you want to fuck me over with?” Gabby yelled at the ceiling. “Because I’m about done with all this bullshit.”

“Who’s he talking to?” Tryck asked Maverick.

Maverick shrugged.

“Wake the hell up.” Gabby grabbed Montana’s shirt in his fists, shaking the man until his mate moaned and shook his head. “Take me home.”

Gabby turned to Christian. “Thanks a lot. I grew up in a coven that hated everything about me, a father that looked at me every day as if he wished he’d drowned me at birth, and on top of all that I inherited diabetes. Talk about a loser. I finally find someone to love me despite all my quirks, and you have to go and ruin it.”

Gabby wiped at the tears. He wasn’t going to give this man the satisfaction. He was so angry right now, the angriest he had ever been in his life. He had friends now, people who wanted to be around him, but now they would look at him as nature’s joke.

“I’m not one of nature’s mistakes!” Gabby screamed at everyone in the room. He covered his mouth with his hand, fighting back the hysteria. No matter what his coven had said to him, he wasn’t a mistake. He was someone special. He had to be. To hell with them all.

“And give me that damn recipe for the contraceptive. I am not having a baby,” Gabby added when Montana finally stood. Gabby’s anger escalated at the wide grin on Christian’s face.

“You have a backbone. I like that.”

“Normally I’m a big chicken, but I’ve finally found something worth holding on to, and your little family secret is threatening it, so yeah, I’m downright pissed. And I’m gonna stop talking right now because you are only making me angrier the longer I stand here.”

“Do you want me to burn it down?” Tryck asked Gabby as he pushed off of the wall he had been leaning against.

Gabby twisted his upper body, looking over at Tryck. “Do what you want. I’m going home.” He grabbed Montana’s hand and pulled him up the steps. The big lug just followed along still in a stunned state. Men!

“Wait,” Christian called out.

Gabby never looked back. “For what? You want to tell me something else I’m cursed with? Keep it to yourself. My fun-filled day at Chuck E. Cheese is over,” he yelled out.

“The doctor left your medical records in my office.”

“Who cares?” Gabby waved a hand over his shoulder as he pulled his mate out of the front door.

* * * *

“I swear, I thought being gay and engaged to a woman was bizarre. Living in the Brac pack beats that, and
everything
else I’ve ever experienced hands down. Now hop up on the table.” Nicholas patted the exam table with the white crinkly paper pulled over it.

“What is that?” Montana asked the doctor when he saw Nicholas with a syringe. It wasn’t clear like Gabby’s insulin. This had a milky white color.

“Okay, you two, listen up. This is the contraceptive that Christian gave me. Before I inject it, I have to ask…are you sure? I don’t know what it could do to you. I’ve never dealt with this before. He tells me it lasts five years.”

Montana wouldn’t admit it to his mate, but the thought of having a child wasn’t as upsetting as when he first heard the news. He had time to think about it, to mull it over. If it did happen, he was pretty sure he would make a good father. But the choice was up to Gabby. It was his body.

“Give it to me in the ass now.” Gabby rolled over and pulled his pants down. Montana growled, pulled his fireball into his arms, shredding the table in the process as his claws shot out, his canines descended. He turned his back on Nicholas. “Mine!”

Nicholas chuckled. “Thanks for the show, but it goes in your arm.”

Gabby slapped Montana on his chest. “Will you stop that?” he snapped as he pulled his pants back up, embarrassed that he showed the doctor his fat ass when he didn’t need to.

“What’s wrong, pumpkin? You’ve been irritable since we left the manor. I can feel anxiety and nervousness about you.” Montana stared down into eyes so black they were onyx in color. He missed the rolling green eyes that resembled the hills of Ireland.

“I don’t know,” Gabby wailed as he covered his face.

“I want to give him a pregnancy test before he gets the shot. No sex until I get the results. I have no clue how all this paranormal stuff works.”

“But I have to feed,” Gabby cried as he dropped his hands, staring at Nicholas in horror.

No sex? Montana was going to fall down and throw a fit like a toddler. No sex? Did Nicholas have any idea what it was like to let his mate feed from him? Apparently not. No sex? Holy shit.

“I’m sure the both of you can find creative ways to release the stress. I just don’t want any penetration.”

Montana shuddered. “Do you have to make it sound so clinical?”

Nicholas stared at Montana a moment, shrugged, and then cleared his throat. “Look dude, no humping the redhead until we see if the rabbit dies.” The doctor smiled. “Better?”

“No.” Gabby looked from Montana to the doctor. “What does a rabbit have to do with this, and why does he have to die? Harming animals is cruel, and I’m holding my hand up in a gesture of protest against killing the poor fluffy bunny. Have you ever seen one? I have. They’re cute and fuzzy. They hop along—” Montana kissed him quiet.

“Here, just go pee in this.” Nicholas handed his mate a cup with a chuckle.

Montana rubbed his hand over his face. This was going to be agonizing. No sex? Ah, hell.

Chapter Seven

Gabby walked into his bedroom, spotting his mate with a towel around his waist. This was going to be torturous. “Tanny?”

“Yeah, babe?”

Gabby wiped the drool from his chin. The wolf’s muscles flexed and bunched as he twisted around to look at Gabby. Ah man, just one bite. He blinked a few times to clear the haze of lust sucking his brain dry. “I wanted to apologize for being mean to you.”

Montana knelt down in front of him, caressing Gabby’s cheek with his knuckles. “You had a few shockers tonight. I’m surprised you weren’t acting worse than you did. It’s okay, pumpkin. Any time you need to vent, come find me.”

Gabby shook his head, twisting his hands together. “That doesn’t make it right. A–are you sorry I’m your mate?” That was his biggest worry, the thing that was keeping him on edge and grumpy. He was terrified that Montana would regret having him as a mate. He was so messed up, who would want him?

The vampires in the coven had always called him worthless, useless, and the one that hurt the most, unlovable. Did Montana love him? Gabby would settle for liking if that’s all he could get. Just as long as Montana didn’t resent or hate him, he couldn’t handle that. All he ever wanted was someone to love him, and someone he could give all his love to. Was that asking too much?

“How could I ever be sorry, pumpkin? I’ll admit, at first I was angry. Not because of
who
you are, never because of that. But because of
what
you are. I’ve come to terms with what happened to my best friend. Somewhat. Okay, I’m still working on that. But I could never hate you, regret you, or be sorry about what fate has given to me. Understand?”

“No. All I heard was that you don’t hate me. I can live with all of the rest.” Gabby smiled, wrapping his arms around his big lug’s neck. “Now, let’s see what creative ways we can use to release our stress.”

“I call it sex.” Montana laughed. Gabby’s heart always swelled with love whenever he heard that deep and seductive laugh. He grinned from ear to ear, happy that at least his mate liked him.

“We could suck each other off.” Montana moaned out as he pulled Gabby up into his arms. “That’s always a winner,” his mate said as he kissed Gabby until his head went all foggy. The thought of using his trick again had him hard instantly.

“Can I bite you? You know, down there?” he asked as he buried his face in Montana’s neck, feeling his cheeks flame from embarrassment. He knew his mate had said he wanted it again, but people often said things in the throes of passion that they otherwise wouldn’t have said.

“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.” His mate picked him up and set him on the bed. “Lay back.”

Gabby did as he was told, lifting up as Montana pulled his jeans off, his hands instantly trying to cover his belly.

“Stop that. You’re not fat, baby.” Montana leaned forward and laid butterfly kisses from one hip to the other. Gabby began to relax, allowing his mate to see him as he was, fat and all. “You are so damn sexy, pumpkin.”

Gabby blushed. Maybe he wasn’t skinny like the other mates, but his Tanny didn’t seem to mind. He took a deep breath and let it out. If his mate said he liked it, then Gabby would stop hiding himself.