Kelan's Pursuit (8 page)

“So it was easy for you both right from the start.”

Cody laughed. “Easy? Hell no. There were times when I didn’t think things would work out between us at all. I’ll tell you about it someday,” Cody said at Jake’s raised eyebrows. “The point is, life isn’t always easy but when you find the person you were destined to be with, that’s something worth fighting for.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

Cody had given Jake a lot to think about. He was still nervous that
Kelan
would wake up one day and see through him, realise that Jake was not the person
Kelan
thought he was. Jake knew his actions of late had been despicable. He felt ashamed at how he had treated people.
Especially those who were supposed to be his friends.
He made a promise to himself to try to change his ways. As corny as it sounded,
Kelan
made him want to be a better person, a better man.

* * * *

Jake and
Kelan
left Cody’s apartment around midnight. Neither Cody nor Stefan could cook worth a damn, so Cody had ordered take out and they’d shared a few bottles of wine. Well, Jake, Cody and Stefan had drunk the wine.
Kelan
had insisted on beer.

Kelan
couldn’t believe how much he’d enjoyed the evening, and both his brother and Stefan had seemed to like Jake. Cody and Jake had got along especially well together.
Kelan
had been jealous at first, but he’d done his best to rein in his feelings.
Kelan
knew Cody was blissfully happy with Stefan and wouldn’t even dream of looking at another man. If he wanted to build a life and a future with Jake, then he had to learn to trust him, too.

Jake had started to relax more as the evening wore on, and by the time they were ready to leave, he was happier than
Kelan
had ever seen him.
Kelan
felt his chest fill with pride. His mate really was something else, and
Kelan
could already envision them living together on the ranch with his brothers and their mates.

When they arrived back at Jake’s place,
Kelan’s
light and happy mood darkened in an instant. The door to Jake’s apartment was ajar, and
Kelan
could smell an unfamiliar scent in the hallway outside. Someone had been inside his mate’s apartment.

No, a
shifter
had been inside.

“Huh, I thought I’d locked that,” Jake said, pushing the door wider.

“Get behind me, Jake,”
Kelan
ordered.

“What?”

“Someone’s been inside. Does anyone have a key?”

“No, no one. How can you tell?”

“I can smell them.”

“But how could they get in without a key?”

“I don’t know. Wait here.”

Kelan
pushed in front of Jake and shouldered his way into the room. He could only make out the scent of one person—a man whom he didn’t recognise. The apartment was now empty and at first glance nothing appeared to have been disturbed.

“Does it look like he took anything?”
Kelan
asked when he’d given the all-clear and Jake had joined him in the living room.

“Not that I can tell,” Jake said, looking around the room. “How do you know it’s a he?”

“Men and women have different scents. It’s definitely a man, and I don’t think he’s human.”

“What do you mean, not human? Are you saying another
wolf
has been in here?”

That would be impossible.
Kelan
was the only wolf Jake knew. Except, of course, for
Matty
, but Jake hadn’t seen him for over ten years.

“Not a wolf, no, but definitely another shifter.”

Jake stared at
Kelan
, uncomprehending.

“I don’t understand. Are you saying there are different types of shifters, other than wolves?”

“Well, sure. Mainly cats, but I’ve heard of a few bird shifters, too.”

Jake wasn’t sure he was able to process that information.
Cat and bird shifters?
Jake had had a hard enough time accepting that werewolves existed.

“Do you know of any?”

“Not personally. Shifters tend to stick to their own species and most cats are solitary, except, of course, for lions and such, who live in prides.”

“Lion shifters?”
Jake said, eyeing
Kelan
dubiously.

Kelan
chuckled at the look on his mate’s face.

“Yeah, but I think they’re rare. Leopards and jaguars are the most common.”

“Huh. Who would have thought? What do you think he was doing in here? Do you think he was disturbed before he could take anything?”

“I don’t know, but I don’t like it. Especially after the letter you got this morning.”

“You don’t think they’re connected, do you?”

“Could be.
Either way, I don’t want you to be alone here until we get to the bottom of this. It could be dangerous.”

Jake rolled his eyes. “I really think you’re overreacting,
Kelan
. Look, I probably just forgot to lock the door on the way out and some
chancer
thought he’d come in to find something he could fence. One of my neighbours probably disturbed him before he could take anything.”

“Maybe,”
Kelan
conceded. “But I’m not taking any chances. You’re not staying here anymore on your own.”

“And where
am
I staying, may I ask? Shall I commute to work from my place in the Hamptons?”

“You have a place in the Hamptons?”
Kelan
asked, agape.

Jake sighed. “No, I was being sarcastic. This is it. I have nowhere else
to
go.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll think of something. It doesn’t matter right now, anyway, because I’m staying with you tonight.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”
Kelan
paused. “Where did you think I was going?”

“Uh, home, back to Cody’s? I don’t know.”

“Are you trying to get rid of me already?”

“No, I just didn’t think we’d be spending
every
night together is all.”

Kelan
frowned. “I intend to spend every night with you for the rest of my life. You have a problem with that?”

Jake’s instincts were screaming at him to cut and run.
Kelan
was moving fast.
Very fast.
Jake didn’t know how to deal with that. He must have looked like a deer caught in headlights because
Kelan
walked up to him and placed his hands on his shoulders, his expression soft.

“Jake, will you quit worrying? Stop waiting for something to go wrong between us. It isn’t going to. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere, okay?”

Jake nodded. “Sorry, I guess old habits die hard.”

“Don’t worry,”
Kelan
said. “I’ll be sure to tell you every time you act like an idiot.”

Jake threw his head back and laughed. “I’ll hold you to that.”

* * * *

When Jake awakened the next morning, he felt incredibly happy, his doubts and reservations from the previous evening gone.
Kelan
was sleeping soundly at his side and Jake had to pinch himself to prove he wasn’t asleep himself. Although Jake had convinced himself he had been happy in the years he’d spent alone, he had to
admit
 
how
incredible it
 
now felt to have someone to wake up to in the mornings, especially someone as amazing as
Kelan
Morgan.

Jake imagined the two of them spending a lazy Sunday morning together. Maybe they would eat breakfast in bed, read the papers,
snuggle
up. Do the things other normal, happy couples did together on their weekends off.

He should have known better than to hope for something so mundane. When he went out to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee, he discovered another note pushed under his apartment door. His stomach tightened when he opened it and began to read.

Nice apartment you have, Jake, even if you don’t deserve it.

Scum like you don’t deserve anything good.

I’m going to see to it you get what’s coming to you for what you’ve done to me.

Well, shit. That at least proved
Kelan
had been right. Whoever left the first note was the same person that had been in his apartment last night. It was obvious now this wasn’t some silly prank like he’d first thought. The person who was leaving these notes had some sort of grudge against him and now they’d taken it one step further. They’d actually broken into his apartment.

Jake shivered as he looked around the living room. He hated the fact that someone had been in his home, his sanctuary. What had they been doing in here? Had they been through his personal belongings?

Jake folded the note and stuffed it into the pocket of his robe. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a good idea to tell
Kelan
. The man was already insanely overprotective. If he read
this
note, Jake doubted
Kelan
would leave his side for a single second.

“What do you have
there
?”
Kelan
asked, walking in and nodding to Jake’s pocket.

Crap.

“Uh, nothing,” Jake said, being careful not to look
Kelan
in the eyes.

“You know I can tell when you’re lying, don’t you?”
Kelan
said.
“Your scent changes.”

Jake sighed.
So much for keeping this to himself.
He pulled the note out of his pocket and handed it to
Kelan
. “I didn’t want to worry you.”

Kelan
read the note. He growled, his eyes instantly shifting to their wolf form.

“Does this guy have any idea who he’s fucking with?”
Kelan
raged.

“I think we should call the police. There’s obviously something wrong with this guy. He could be dangerous. We don’t know what he’s going to do next.”

“I don’t think that’s necessary. Trust me, this creep won’t get the chance to get anywhere near you any time soon. I’ll make sure of that.”

“I don’t understand who would do something like this. And how did he get in here?”

“Are you sure no one has a spare key?”

“No, I haven’t given a copy to anyone.
Although I do keep one here.”
Jake crossed the living room to a hook that hung next to his bookcase. “Yep, still here.”

“Is there any way someone could have taken the key, copied it?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t left any men alone in here for any length of time.”

“Just how many men have been in here?”
Kelan
asked. “No, wait, don’t answer that. I don’t think I want to know.”

Jake rolled his eyes. “There haven’t been
that
many men in here. Well, maybe there have, but I hardly left them alone in here. We usually go straight to the bed—”

“That’s enough information, Jake,”
Kelan
interrupted, looking at his mate sternly. “Jealous alpha wolf here, remember?”

Jake grinned. “For what it’s worth, you’re the first person to fuck me in over ten years.”

Kelan
crossed the room and took Jake’s mouth with a fierce possessiveness.

“And the last,” he said against Jake’s lips.

Jake groaned into the kiss, grinding his now very interested cock against
Kelan’s
equally impressive erection.

“And the last,” he agreed.

* * * *

After another bout of hot sex, Jake called a locksmith to change the locks on his apartment door. They still weren’t sure that someone had got in with a key, but
Kelan
didn’t want Jake to take any chances. The locksmith put on an extra lock and gave Jake the number for a firm who could come out and talk about the different types of security options available. It was gone five by the time the man left.

“At least now he won’t be able to get back in here,”
Kelan
said, wrapping his arms around Jake’s waist. “If he had a key, that is.”

“Yeah.
I just wish I knew what he was doing in here in the first place. What does he want from me?”

“I don’t know but I intend to find out.”

“What are your plans for this evening?” Jake asked.

“I told Cody I’d help him with the rest of the packing. You
wanna
come?”

“Thanks, but I need to go to the gym. I’ve put it off all weekend. I need to get a session in before work tomorrow.”

“Fair enough.
Shall I meet you here later?”

“Okay, I’ll only be a couple of hours.”

“Cool. Jake?”

“Yeah?”

“Watch your back. Until we figure out who broke in here and sent those notes, I don’t like the idea of you going anywhere alone. I know that’s not practical,”
Kelan
added, when Jake opened his mouth to object. “Just promise me you’ll be careful, okay?”

Jake nodded his agreement.

“I’ll be careful.”

After
Kelan
left, Jake settled himself on the sofa and dialled
Tony’s
cell. He had to try to apologise to his best friend for the way he’d treated him. Not just on Thursday night, but on more or less every night they’d been together for the past ten years. The more he came to think about it, the more he was surprised Tony had stuck around for as long as he had. Tony didn’t pick up the call, so when Jake got
Tony’s
voicemail, he left a message telling him where he’d be.

* * * *

Jake wrapped his scarf tighter and quickened his pace as he took his usual route home from the gym. It was only October, but already the temperature had taken
a nose-dive
and he could feel the onset of winter in the crisp, evening air. As much as he loved New York, he hated its long, cold winters. Texas was starting to look more and more attractive.