Wolf Coven Shenanigans

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Biel’s Detective

Brody crumbled up another paper tossing it over his shoulder as he leaned back in the chair, kicking his legs up on his desk. He knocked  a pile of crumpled papers to the floor, not that it made a difference. The entire surrounding area was covered in discarded paper. Two months, four days, eight hours, forty-three minutes and thirty-seven seconds. That was how long it had been since he’d had his encounter with his mate. Three fucking weeks and he hadn’t found the little shit. He had looked, fuck had he looked. Everywhere in the damn city and he hadn’t found a single vampire by the name of Sera.

“Still no luck?” Jason asked. Brody shook his head drawing a low whistle from the coyote. “Only you would find your mate, get robbed and then lose him.” He shook his head in pity.

“Well it’s not like he’s making this easy,” Brody snapped, irritably.

“You’re a vampire don’t you, I don’t know, run in the same circles or something?” Brody rolled his eyes.

“How many times am I going to tell you, I’m a cross-breed?” He asked.

“So?”

“So? So I was raised by the other half of my gene pool, you idiot. You should understand that right? I didn’t grow up around vampires.” Jason shrugged. “You realize vampires generally hate shifters right? So if I’d been raised by them I’d probably have hated you,” He paused a thought full look. “Well hated you even more than I currently do.”

“Dick.”

“Bitch.” Brody retorted instantly, grinning when his partner flipped him off. “I’m going home.” He stood up. “I’m tired of looking at your face.”

“Awe suck it up, Sugar lump you’ll find your mate.” Jason called to his back. “You never know he could be at home waiting for you in bed.”

“Fuck you,” Brody said as he grabbed his coat, placing a sucker in his mouth as he exited. “I wouldn’t be so lucky.” He grumbled all the way home and up the stairs to his loft. He stumbled through the door after getting through the wards. He dropped his coat on the couch and kicked off his shoes before collapsing face first into the bed. He tossed the left over stick from his candy onto the night stand before drifting off. His last thoughts were of amethyst eyes and soft lips.

Brody groaned and started to roll over, only to come into contact with another warm body. He frowned he didn’t remember taking anyone home with him last night. In fact he was pretty sure he hadn’t taken anyone home him last night.  He opened his and came face to face with his mate.

“What the fuck?!” He started, falling off the bed and onto the floor dragging the covers with him. His mate sat up sleepily rubbing at his eyes before peering down at him.

“What are you doing on the floor?” He asked, head tilting to the side so his white hair fell partially in his face. “Come back to bed, it’s too early.”

“How the fuck did you get in here?” He asked in disbelief. His mate lifted an elegant eyebrow at him and leaned over the edge of the bed giving him a bemused smile.

“I have a key, of course.” He said matter-of-fact-ly.

“How’d you get a key?” Brody asked.

“I took your key and had one made.” He eyed his mate worriedly wondering if the fall had hurt him.

“How the hell did you even get my keys?” Brody asked, eye twitching.

“I broke into your apartment while you were sleeping and had one made.” He said, snuggling back down into the soft blankets.

“When?!”

“I don’t know? A few weeks ago, maybe,” He shrugged lightly. “I’ve been coming here for weeks now. I would have thought you’d notice but you’re not very observant for a detective, I’ve cleaned this place up but every time I come back it’s exactly the way it was when I first found it.” He scolded him.

“Of course you have,” Brody muttered. “Of course you have, you didn’t think to, oh I don’t know knock on the door? Introduce yourself first? Maybe have a conversation with me.”

“I’m Serabiel,” He said, “Yuki-Serabiel Lucal De’leon I thought you’d have found that out by now.”

“Well how the hell would I know that, I thought your name was Sera.” Serabiel blinked.

“Even so I assumed if you asked around you’d be able to find me,” He said, shaking his head.

“Oh and why is that?” Brody glowered.

“You really have no idea who I am?” Serabiel asked, smiling.

“No.” Serabiel launched himself off the bed and onto Brody pinning him down.

“You’re so cute,” He told him as he straddled his waist. “Let’s have sex.”

“Wait, wha—” Serabiel cut him off by slanting his mouth over his mate's.