Meg thought about it. “Then how do you deal with humans that hurt pack members?” she asked.
“Often the same way we do with shifters. Or, they get turned over to the human court system, and get locked up as insane. ‘I killed a werewolf. Of course it was my wife, but…’ gets you sent to the loony bin by a judge,” said Peter.
“I can see that. Goes back to the whole ‘my uncle is a wolf’ business. No one would believe the guy, and justice would be served, because a nut case like that would be locked up forever,” said Meg.
“For the most part. The ones that don’t,… well… usually get killed or they kill themselves,” said Luc.
“Alright, I think I get Duke and his punishment. Now, for the family and pack thing,” said Meg. “Am I right in thinking that you are the boss or leader of the pack?” she asked wishing there was some other way she could have said that right as it came out of her mouth.
All three of the men snickered. Peter rolled his eyes and Kevin stared at the ceiling. Luc cleared his throat. “Um…” he started.
“Well, are you or aren’t you. Rather simple question,” she said. Meg had had a bit of time to think about things and some bits only added up one way. Now all she really needed was Luc’s side of the story.
“You aren’t making this easy,” he said.
“No, but then again, I never expected to end up as part of a werewolf trial either. Quit stalling,” she said with a smile in her voice.
“Okay, I’m the head of my family. And,… my um, my branch of the family is the biggest in the area,” he said. He grabbed his cup of coffee and drained it. “Why in the hell is it so hard to explain to her?” he wondered. “It isn’t like I’m some kind of royalty, but damn… Oh hell.”
“That makes sense of a lot of things I’ve been wondering about,” she said.
“Like what?” Luc asked.
“Oh, how a fairly young guy has such a good business, or how everyone turns to you when something happens. And it really explains yesterday,” Meg said.
“No, not really. Whenever the pack or a family member is wronged, they are the ones in the hot seat. They ‘rule’ over the procedure. This time it just happened to me and I happen to be the head of the family,” he explained.
“So, how is it that you have older siblings that aren’t in charge, but you are?” Meg asked. She was thinking of Sandy when she asked this.
“Well, some are dead or shifted or didn’t want the job. It isn’t so much by birth order, but by ability and some days I swear by who didn’t say no fast enough,” Luc said. He got up and got more coffee.
“So Sandy didn’t want the job?” Meg asked.
“Sandy had the job right up until Jesse’s mom died,” said Luc.
“Oh,” said Meg.
“And before you asked, she got hit by a car,” said Luc. “Some idiot in a Land Rover was busting around the farm they lived on and thought he hit a wolf or German Shepard. At least the idiot had the brains to come to the door and admit they’d been trespassing. Luckily, they left the body and Sandy was able to pick her up,” finished Luc.
“Oh damn,” said Meg.
“You see, if we die, we tend to shift back to human form most times. The last thing Sandy wanted was to have his wife’s broken body on display,” said Kevin.
“I can understand that. Poor Sandy,” said Meg. “How old was Jesse?”
“He was three. He knows what happened, and he and Sandy are each other’s shadow,” said Peter.
“I noticed that last night,” she said. “So, Sandy had the job, gave it up because of the death of his wife. So, you were next in line to get it?” asked Meg.
“Nope, It was going to go to Ginny, but she didn’t want it. Since our families are sort of related, she and her siblings were in the running too. Duke was unstable, Marie is a bit of a recluse, so then it fell to me,” said Luc.
“And I take it that George did the challenge thing in case someone didn’t agree with your choice of punishment for Duke?” Meg asked.
“Yeah. Normally, I’d have had to fight if there had been a challenge. Being injured got me out of that. And before you make a mistake, Ysabel is the more deadly of the two. She may look all petite and sweet, but she has the temper to match George’s size,” said Luc.
“Ooh, I never would have thought of that,” said Meg. “So, George is a gentle giant, and Ysabel is a terror on four legs?” asked Meg.
All three men in the room nodded their heads.
*
A few hours later, Luc and Meg stood in the shower. Peter and Kevin had left after cleaning up the kitchen. Meg ran her hands up Luc’s side and touched lightly around the scar tissue.
“You sure you’re feeling up to sex?” she asked.
“Look down,” he said with a smile. His erection was bobbing against her leg.
“Oh my, I guess you are at least interested,” she said with a bit of sarcasm.
“Interested? Only interested? It’s been ages since we’ve really had sex,” he said.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. Shall we finish up here?” Meg asked with the soap in her hand.
“No, I’m voting for toweling off and coming back to the shower after a rollicking good time,” said Luc.
“Okay, just this once,” said Meg. She was as horny as he was but while she wanted to bounce his bones silly, she didn’t want to hurt him.
“You!” said Luc with exasperation. He turned off the water, grabbed his towel and tossed hers at her and climbed out of the shower. Thirty seconds later both of them were on the bed kissing and fondling one another.
“My, my you are wet,” he said. His fingertips stroking inbetween her legs and teasing her lips.
“Oh gods am I, and it isn’t all from the shower.” She tried to grasp his cock, but he moved away.
“Not yet, it might go off, and then where would we be?” he said. Luc knew his control was very thin. It had been way too long.