“So what are you planning to do for Zeke’s birthday,” Kate asks as we walk to our next class together. I stare at her dumbly. “His birthday is on Valentine’s Day. You didn’t know?” I shake my head. I can’t believe I didn’t know my mate’s birthday. Well, I’ve never asked him and he has never told me so I have no one to blame but myself.
“I have two weeks,” I tell her. “I can think of something. Since it’s his birthday, I want to do something really big.” Like buy him a mountain, or get him a heart of a wyvern. We’re pregnant. We can’t go fight a wyvern, but let’s save that for later. Okay, I’ll do something of a slightly smaller scale.
To be honest, Zeke would probably be happy with whatever I get him. All the more reason to do something crazy for his birthday. Phoenixes don’t really celebrate birthdays. It’s kind meaningless when you’ve lived thousands of years, but I remember what Zeke did for my birthday. It was nice to see him do something for me, and I loved the letter he wrote me.
I’m in my car with Zeke. I park it in the driveway of his house. He turns to me with a hesitant look on his face.
“A-are you still interested, in marking me,” he asks, before looking away from me. I take off my seatbelt and make him face me.
“I’m still very interested,” I tell him. “I don’t want to pressure you into something that you’re not ready for.”
“I am ready I want to be yours completely. I know it won’t be.” He blushes. He should really stop doing that around us. “Gentle but I’ve had time to think about it.”
“It’s not rough because we’re fucking each other like the animals we are but because the marking process is painful. Azula will be in control during the process and she’ll be a bit...” I trail off trying to find the right words without making my phoenix sound like a controlling bitch.
“Like an alpha wolf?”
“Yes, exactly that. So, if we are going to do this, we’ll need to establish your safe words.”
“Words to let us know that you want us to stop, slow down, or keep going without using the actual words.” He appears thoughtful as he falls silent for a moment.
“I’ll use blueberries when I want you to slow down, tomatoes when I want you to stop, and bacon for when I want you to keep going.”
“Okay, do you have a day in mind you want to do this?” He nods and looks down.
“I was hoping you would do it on my birthday, February 14th.”
“Okay, but then I want you the day before.”
“To celebrate your birthday. I plan on doing something for you.”
“What do you have planned?”
“It’s a secret,” I say with a smile.
“Hello, pet” I tell Roger. “Wrists out.” He holds out his arms, and I grip the cuffs around his wrist. “Now, you only have one chance to tell me the truth. There was rogue found in our pack, today. Did you play any role in beating him?”
“No, Mistress,” he says, shaking his head. “I didn’t.” I press my aura against his.
“Tell me the truth.” He whimpers and moans. I might have been a little too effective in messing with his mind.
“Only a little bit.” I tsk and remove the cuff, revealing his red and blistered skin. I pull back my aura.
“I can’t believe you would lie to your mistress. No pain for two days, and if I catch you hurting yourself, I’ll wrap you in a fuzzy blanket and leave you there.” He falls to his knees.
“Please. Anything but that. I didn’t mean to lie. I’ll be good. I won’t lie again. I promise. Please.”
I stare down out his pleading form for several moments, dragging out his suffering.
“I might reduce your punishment if you tell me something useful,” I tell him.
“I’ll tell you everything I know.”
“The dungeon, it has cameras. Do you know where the monitor room is?”
“There is only one camera in the dungeon, Mistress. Alpha Carter uses it to recorder his sessions with your mate when we find a rogue.” I’m going to kill him. Stick with the plan.
“Is the room easy to get into?”
“He doesn’t lock it. Everyone knows to stay away from there unless we have permission. Some wolves like to watch the older records.” The longer I stay here, the longer the list of people I want to kill grows. I pause for a moment. How likely is it that the Alpha has other recordings of my mate in different places?
“Are there any other places where he records his ‘sessions’ with my mate?”
“There are two other places, the pack house and the Alpha’s home. Both of those are much harder to get into.”
“The monitor room in the dungeon, where is it?”
“I can lead you to it tomorrow.”
“Does my punishment change now?”
“We’ll see tomorrow.”
I leave him kneeling on the ground as I exit the room with his cuffs in my hand. I get in my car and toss the cuffs in the back seat. I drive to my and Zeke’s spot. I find an open area and shift into my phoenix. The shift quick and seamless.
I shake my feathers before tensing my body, extending my wings, and launching myself into the air. I soar into the clouds, enjoying the wind against my feathers. I create a portal to my home world with my soul’s gem and fly through it.
I make a quick stop to my home to grab some money and head to Eutopolis, the city of phoenixes. It takes me two hours to fly there. I land in the wind district and shift back into my human form spelling a set of clothes on me. This part of the city is so different from the rest with its advance technology.
I walk into the shop I was looking for. The door dings as I enter. I spot my cousin, Ves, behind the counter. She has her long curly hair pulled up into twin tails. She’s wearing black overalls with a pink shirt underneath it. Her skin is a pale brown. She smiles when she sees me. In a blink of an eye, she’s no longer behind the counter and is standing in front of me.
She the only cousin I have that likes me. We became really close after I had perma-killed her father when we were younger. Her brothers and mother still refuse to believe Ves about what he did to her.
“How’s it going,” she asks. “Do you need anything? I see you’ve been marked. How’s your mate? Are you buying something here? When can I meet your mate? Do want to buy any of new sex toys? There’s no way he’s a phoenix with that type of marking. Is he a wolf?”
She doesn’t give a chance to answer her questions before she’s back behind the counter, running her fingers over her products and picking one up.
“I’m alright,” I tell her. I throw a flash drive at her. She easily catches. “I need you to make me some old tech that’s capable of wiping a hard drive of specific files.”
“World and year?”
“Earth, 2020.” She raises a brow at me.
“Keep talking, I’m listening.” She puts the item down and starts typing into the air. Her finger are a blur as they move. Is she using a new invention? I won’t question it. I think back to her series of questions and answer them in order.
“He’s great. It depends on what you have. One month from now. Not yet. Yes, he’s an Omega.” She stops what she’s doing and looks at me with concern.
“Isn’t that dangerous?”
“I’m taking measures.”
“Good. I can make what you need, just give me a minute.” She vanishes. Two minutes later she returns handing me a flash drive with a button on top of it. “Sorry it took me so long. I had to run get home and grab some missing supplies. Then I had some problems testing it, but you don’t have to worry about it. I fixed out all the bugs. The instructions on how to use it are in the cap.”
“Thanks, I brought you some food, and here’s your payment.” I hand them to her.
“You always overpay me.”
“You always undercharge me.” I step out of her shop. I think I might stop by to see my brother, Ori, and ask for a favor.
I meet up with Roger. He looks a mess. His eyes are red and puffy and look like dark circle are starting to form around them. He clenches and unclenches his hands as he nervously shifts weight on his feet. Awe, poor Roger, the absence of pain is getting to him. I don’t even bother hiding my smirk as we enter the pack dungeon.
Getting into the monitor room was very easy. We basically just walked in here without encountering anyone. The security here is lax. I sit in front of the computer and connect my phone to it as I check the files. I find a folder Zeke’s name on it. I click on it and see that it has video files that goes back three years. I transfer the files to my phone.
I cleanse the room of my and Roger’s scent before we leave the room without deleting the files from the computer. As much as I would love to do that, I can’t risk that bastard finding out and saving extra copies somewhere, or even worse sending it out other sick people. It would be difficult, but if that happened, I would be willing to hunt down all those people and gouge their eyes out for daring to gaze at my mate and taking pleasure at his suffering.
I get what I need from the other two locations without getting caught. I notice that the files are older and go back 10 years. I stand outside the pack house and turn to Roger.
“Two hours off your punishment,” I tell him. He starts crying.
“Thank you so much, Mistress,” he says.
“Do your best to not disappoint me again.” I get in my car and drive off.
In my room, I lie on my bed looking through the videos I took. There might be new faces in there that I need to hunt down. The ones from the pack dungeon confirm that the Alpha has unhealthy obsession with watching my mate suffer. The ones from the other places are... harder to watch.
After I finish watching the videos, I look up and notice that room has frozen over. I take a calming breath before I thaw my room and get to work. I have some wolves to hunt down.