His eyes glaze over as he carries me toward the front door. When we get closer, it opens and Ezra storms out. "What the fuck happened?" he growls.
"I scratched it," I explain, and Mateo passes me over to Ezra. Mateo walks ahead, opening doors before I am placed on top of Ezra's desk.
Ezra glares at Mateo "How?"
"On a nail, climbing in the window of the house," I rush the words out, not wanting him to blame Mateo.
Ezra looks at me, his eyebrows rising. "You broke into your parents' house?"
"No! Yes! They told me I could, so technically, I didn't break in."
He shakes his head and clicks his tongue, pulling my new bloody pants down. The doorbell rings and Mateo rushes off, returning with the Pack Doctor who assesses it. I look at Mateo, knowing he must have been the one who freaked out and called him over, for him to be here so quickly.
"She needs stitches unless you want to heal her?" The doc says, looking at Ezra. I watch both their eyes glaze over.
Doc walks out closing the door and Ezra takes off his shirt before I realize what he is about to do.
"Hell no, that is not happening, so gross, only mates are supposed to do that!" I shriek, scrambling off the table, while trying to yank my pants up.
"Grab her," Ezra orders Mateo as I scurry away from him.
"No, Alpha you can't do that. Well, you're not supposed to anyway," I try to object.
"What did I say about calling me Alpha, Kat? Either I do it or you heal like a human which will take ages. Nobody has to know, you can stay home for a few days and rest."
"No, I will know, you’re not supposed to heal those who aren't your mate or child," I argue. It’s sacred, well supposed to be, in wolf form your mate or a parent's saliva has healing properties and can heal their loved one if injured badly. It is only meant to be between mates and children because it requires them to obviously lick you and their saliva to go into your system. So Maddox licking me will give me pieces of Ezra’s DNA.
"Kat, it's not a big deal," he sighs, stripping off his pants, leaving him with only his boxers on.
Shaking my head, I look away. "Yes it is, you’re not supposed to."
"Maddox was licking you the other day," he points out.
"That was different and you know it; I wasn't injured, your wolf's saliva has to change and will be temporarily marking me.” Horror washes over me at the thought of someone finding out. “Everyone will smell you on me, they will know what you did."
"So what? Let them know.” Ezra shrugs, walking over to me. He grips my face and kisses me, his lips pressing against mine softly before he tenses. He pulls back, then leans forward and sniffs my face.
Mateo's grip tightens on my arms, his body goes tense behind me. "I kissed her," Mateo blurts out like a maniac.
Ezra's eyes turn onyx, his wolf appearing for a second, which is odd to me.
"Really? You pecked me on the cheek. Why are you so worried over it Mateo? Why would he even care?" I ask him, shaking my head. I can’t believe that he thinks now is a great time to blurt out something that is trivial.
"We will talk about that later," Ezra growls, glowering at Mateo behind me.
Ezra shifts so quickly even Mateo jumps. Maddox growls at Mateo, even snaps at him.
I react by smacking his nose, grabbing his attention. "What's wrong with you? He is your best friend!" I reprimand.
Maddox whines, sniffing my neck. His wolf is every bit as big as I remember him to be, and in the light he is just as magnificent, his dark fur shimmers under the lighting and he looks down, sniffing my leg before licking my fingertips.
"He is just angry Mateo kissed you," Ezra tells me through the mind link.
"Why are you both making a big deal out of it?" He doesn't answer, then Maddox's tongue runs up my leg. He licks the long jagged scratch on the outside of my leg, and I can feel it healing, closing as my skin tingles and sparks rush over my skin, making me gasp and my knees go weak.
Mateo's grip tightens on me, holding me upright as my eyes flutter shut and euphoria washes through me.
Now I understand why mates should only do it. My father’s wolf licked me once when I was a child and broke my arm, the bone jutted out, it healed and my skin felt warm. But Ezra doing it, and me not being his kid has a completely different feeling and I now understand why it is sacred.
Sparks rush everywhere and my legs tremble, arousal floods me and a small moan escapes. The feeling is orgasmic and unbearable. I am forced to lean against Mateo or risk falling.
Mateo’s grip on me tightens, and he holds me against him. “It’s okay, shh, don’t be embarrassed,” Mateo whispers. My face heats from my reaction to Ezra, when he suddenly stops. Maddox presses his nose to my leg and I look down breathless, my wound completely healed and I feel dazed.
I'm embarrassed at the noise I made and I realize Mateo heard it too as he still holds me.
"Don't be embarrassed. We know why it is sacred between adults," Mateo whispers as Ezra shifts back, putting his pants on.
"You could have warned me first," I scold them, absolutely mortified.
"You would have said no. Besides, it is all over now," Ezra tells me while stepping closer. He kisses my head and Mateo lets me go, swiftly stepping away from me."Kat, go shower and get dressed. I need to speak to Mateo." He bends down and retrieves my bloody pants off the floor. He hands them to me and I slip them on.
"Is this because of him kissing me? It was innocent, Ezra. I don't get why it matters."
"I will come see you in a minute, Kat," Ezra dismisses me. I sigh, giving Mateo a worried look. Why is Ezra so mad over it?
"Go, Kat," Mateo nods toward the door. I can’t help but feel worried about him. Ezra’s entire demeanor changed once Mateo blurted it out. I reluctantly left, yet I can’t help but be curious as to why Ezra is so upset over something so small.