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Seb had fallen asleep in his office the night before. Shit, he hoped Myka wasn’t upset or worried. He stepped out of his office and looked around in confusion. True it was morning, but there was almost always somebody in the club, usually vampires or people having mimosas for morning cocktail hour. “Where the hell is everyone?”
Myka felt instantly safe when she was in Sebastian’s arms, and she rested her hands on his chest, looking up at him. “Arguing with me already, and we haven’t even left the cells yet.” She teased him slightly, before pushing herself up onto her toes, pressing her lips against his in a soft kiss. “Take me home and remind me just how much we belong to each other.” She smirked against his skin before pulling away, a flirtatious glint in her eyes.
Seb kissed Myka back gently. Fuck, he had missed her. “You simply have to learn that I’m always right, Myka,” Seb said teasingly and nipped her bottom lip. Taking her hand he led her out of the cells. His dick had hardened in his pants at the mere thought of being with Myka again. Yes he was quite content with that. As they got outside, he stroked a finger across the collar. “Once we get home I will take this off.”
Gwen was a little taken back when he called her Gwendolyn; no-one ever did apart from Jaxson, but she shook it off quickly and smiled at him. “I own an art gallery in Paris, and I’m looking to buy one here too. So, I’m looking for somewhere to hire out for a party, to get interest from local artists and sponsors who would be interested in helping me set up another gallery.”
Seb listened to Gwen talk, excitement glittering in his eyes. “oh! I’d love to offer the club for your party. And since you’re pack and the mate of somebody I consider a friend, I’d give you the location for free, you’d just have to pay for the alcohol and food.”
Sophie felt tears gathering in her eyes as she shook her head no. “Not. Not really…but there’s nothing really to do about it besides wait.”
Seb frowned at Sophie. “Sophie, if you’re in trouble you can tell me. I’ll do my best to help you with whatever is wrong. You’re the Alpha’s mate. You’re pack. I’m here for you. Even if you just need to talk.”
“Sophie... I really think you need to come back to the city. I won’t tell anyone you left, but right now, you need to come back with me.”
Sophie had finally made her way past the city limits of London. Making her way through the countryside on foot to start heading up to Scotland. The witch had told her to meet her in Cal’s homeland alone. No guards. No anyone. If she was to get her mate back she would have to prove her worth. Just as she had made it around two days out of the city, with very little sleep, she swore that she heard footsteps following her. “If you’ve come to stop me don’t even bother.”
“Sophie... I really think you need to come back to the city. I won’t tell anyone you left, but right now, you need to come back with me.”
“Honestly, it’s not that good.” Myka mused softly, her fingers curled around the drawing that she now held tightly in her hand. She leaned into his touch slightly as he ran his hand through her hair and tucked it behind her ear, and kissed him back just as softly. Looking down at the ring that was then back on her finger, a small smile took over her lips. “Thank you. This gives you no more excuse to miss holidays now.” She teased.
Seb stepped close to Myka and wrapped his arms around her. “You underestimate how good you are and how much pleasure I get from any attention you give me. This could have been a finger painting and I still would adore it. As it is, it’s beautiful and I’m keeping it.” He kissed her. “And no more missed holidays, love. I’m all yours now.”
“I am, thank you. It’s easier with Jaxson by my side, to settle into somewhere new.” Gwen smiled up at the man, taking another small sip of her red wine before then turning back to the conversation she had come here for in the first place. “I was wondering, if you rented out your club for events?”
Seb’s eyebrows lifted slightly and a look of pleased surprise came over his features. “Yes, yes I do. Are you looking for a place to host an event? Tell me how I can help, Gwendolyn.”
“I’m trying anyway.” He sighed. “He’s on a trip.” He knew that Sebastian was in the pack and truth be told, it had been a long time, too long. He knew that Sophie would probably throw a fit if he said something but he did anyway. “He got taken by a worthless with. We’re trying to figure it out.”
Seb stared utterly shocked as Jaxson’s words hit him like a bucket of ice. “He’s been taken? Shit. What’s being done to get him back? He’s our Alpha. We need to get him back.”
“Oh Gods, no.” Myka wrinked her nose slightly. “iy’s not yhat hood. It was just—” She then took it back out of his hands. “It’s nothing, really. I just wanted to give you something is all.” The drawing had been an idea because she had no money to buy him a real gift, although she hadn’t been sure they were in a place to give each other gifts. “I haven’t had a place to call home in a long time.”
Seb chuckled at her words. “You have such a talent, Myka. I love everything you draw.” He tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed her gently. “Come on. It’s time to say goodbye to the cells.” Once again he slipped the daylight ring onto her finger. “That is yours permanently now.”
“I like to know who’s around me, so I make a habit of learning names and faces.” Gwen shrugged for a moment before the glass was then placed in front of her and she caught a glimpse at the bottle – a rioja, a good choice. Picking up the glass and taking a small sip, she nodded gratefully. “It’s lovely, thank you.” She replied, a smile appearing on her lips.
“My please,” Seb said with a smile. “Are you settling into the city alright? I’m sure Jaxson is happy to have you with him again.” He cleaned the bar as he talked, but his attention was on Gwen.
“That’s all for me. Yep.” She said as she popped the ‘p’ before running a hand through her hair. As he mentioned Cal she winced then nodded her head slowly. “Yeah…he’s…he’s still away.”
“Alright, just don’t get too drunk. Last thing I need is for Cal to come back home and find I’ve given you too much alcohol.” He frowned at Sophie. “Is everything alright, Sophie?”
“I’ll have a martini. Stirred, not shaken. With one olive and potato vodka.” Sophie said as she sat down on the stool across from the bartender. “And two shots of whiskey to go with it.”
“All that for you?” Seb asked Sophie with an arched eyebrow. Seb got the best potato vodka off of the shelf and began mixing the drink for her. He set it down in front of her and followed it with two shots of whiskey. “So, is Cal still away on his trip?”
“Nope, never.” He then shrugged, with a nod. “It’s going okay. I can’t complain. Life’s good. We just need to get Cal home..from that trip he’s on.”
“Good! I’m glad things are going so well for you.” Seb nodded her head in agreement. “Where the hell has he been anyway?” Seb let out a breath of frustration. Something felt wrong to him. Cal was a good alpha who wouldn’t just go off on a trip for so long, and specially not without his mate. “Jaxson, is everything okay with Cal?”
As Sebastian moved closer to her and cupped her cheeks, Myka didn’t pull away. She had thought that when she had seen him for the first time since Christmas, she would b angry at him, but instead, she was just happy to see him, and happy to be getting out of there. “You missed Valentine’s Day.” She murmured softly after he had kissed her, her eyes going down to the floor. I drew you something as a present as I couldn’t buy you anything.”
Seb accepted the drawing from Myka and smiled. “I love it. I will frame it and treasure it. I’m sorry I missed Valentine’s Day. Honestly I didn’t even realize it was was Valentine’s day until I showed up to the bar and everybody was all lovey dovey. Had to make up some random Valentine’s day drink on the spot. Come, let’s get you home.”
Gwen paused for a moment when the person in front of her seemed to recognise her, but she shrugged t of quickly. “Seb, right?” She spoke, moving in to perch herself on one of the bar stools in front of the bar that he was standing behind. “Oh, a glass of red would be lovely, thank you.”
“Oh! I didn’t think you knew my name since we haven’t been formally introduced. Yes, I’m Seb.” The young wolf smiled and retrieved a bottle of red wine. He poured her the glass of red and placed it in front of her “Let me know if you like that one.”
EJ nodded, grabbing the others order and placing the macarons in a light pink box, tied with some ribbon to make it look like a gift. “Is that all today, sir?”
“That’s perfect and looks really nice.” He smiled and pulled out a credit card to pay for the things he had ordered. “Well actually, have you seen Greyson today? I was hoping to discuss some business with him if he was free.”
