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CHAPTER ONE
Parc spent the evening casually observing the mated members of the Pack. Alpha Cross, Ames, Lowell, and now Cade had all found their Fated mates and had settled into lives of tender smiles, eager touches, and a perfect connection.
The Pack had been experiencing a rush of Fated connections, and he hoped that he would be one of the chosen. There was no guarantee that the universe would continue to favor them, and the bonds could end at any time.
He was similar in age to Cross. They were both older shifters, and like Cross, he longed for the Fated connection of his predestined mate. Parc had known many men in his life, but he'd never known real love, the kind of love that is only possible with your Fated lover. He had dreams of what that man may look like and behave, but as others had found out, dreams rarely came close to the reality of Fate's gift.
He was more than happy with his life at Club Zephyr, where the nights were lit, and the sex was plentiful and amazing. As the Mercer Pack Beta, he had a commanding aura of dominance and power that drew them in and allowed him the pleasure to take his pick of the many and the willing.
Parc was a black wolf, just like Cross, large and fierce, and the power of his animal was shown through his human presence. That energy was a powerful draw for the frustrated, needy, and adventurous that came to the Zephyr for release. Lately, he was dwelling on what it would be like to have a true and deep connection with someone. He longed for his mate to appear, but he shared that with no one.
It was busy tonight; Saturday nights tended to be that way. Parc had Cade helping him work the bar, and he noticed Cade's mate Connell across the room, watching him closely. Cade worked most Saturdays unless he and Connell had established other plans. They had a beautiful relationship, two strong men allowing each other self-expression but also completely devoted to one another.
Their love was clear, and no one got in the way of that. They had the perfect life with time alone in their forest retreat and a life in the city with friends and a pack. It was the best of both worlds, and Parc would never admit it, but he envied them. He trusted the natural order and accepted that Fate would reward him when the time was right.
According to myth and supported by the bonds he'd recently witnessed, mates were brought together when they needed each other the most. His mate would come to him when the man needed him most, and he would be there for him, guaranteed.
Another rush at the bar brought him out of his wondering, and his focus was back on the job. "What'll you have?"
“Gin and tonic and you for ten minutes.” The man looked confident, and Parc loved confidence. He was somewhere in his thirties, average height and weight, but the draw was his lovely thick red lips, and he probably knew how to use them. Parc leaned over the bar and smiled.
“Only ten minutes?” He teased.
"I'll take whatever you're willing to give, gorgeous." The man batted his eyelids with lust and arousal pouring off him. Parc's wolf was getting interested, and Parc felt his own arousal sharpening. He wanted to have those lips wrapped around his cock as soon as possible. He began to thicken inside his tight leather pants, straining for release and the satisfaction of those talented, red lips.
The man was a vampire, Parc could smell it on him, and he was certain he knew that Parc was a wolf. They were two species who often met each other's needs. "Meet me in back in twenty," Parc stated as he slid the gin and tonic across the bar toward him.
"I'll be there." He said and quickly disappeared. Parc received three more tempting offers as he waited to take his break but turned them down for now. He might pull them back in later, depending upon how skilled the little vampire proved to be. He was never at a loss for companionship at Club Zephyr, and he looked forward to a pleasurable evening.
Parc had taken his break with Autry covering for him at the bar and headed to the back to hook up with that sultry, sexy vampire with gorgeous lips. He could envision those beauties wrapped around his cock and the titillating relaxation that would follow.
Nothing like a good blowjob to destress a man. He saw him leaning against the wall observing a couple off to his left, and Parc's cock began to harden at the thought of what was to come.
His phone vibrated, and he knew he had to answer no one other than Pack had his number, and they wouldn't be calling just to chat. Parc stepped into the walkway that led to the restrooms and opened the call, and saw that it was Cross.
"Come to the office. We have a situation brewing and cops on the way." Cross stated with irritation in his voice. The cops were getting on their case more in the last month than usual, and the implications were that they were bound and determined to find something.
So far, they had to leave empty-handed, but with raids happening so often, it was sure to start eating into their revenue. No one wanted to frequent a club that was constantly under scrutiny.
“On my way.” The handsome vampire would have to wait for another day. Parc went directly to Cross’ office. Cross informed him that his contact at the police station had just called and warned that a raid was coming based on a complaint that had been called in.
“What was the basis of the complaint?” Parc asked as they left the office in preparation for what was to come.
“The complaint alleged drug use and public acts of indecency. They claimed that people were engaging in sexual acts and dancing naked on the main floor in full view of the entrance door.” Cross stated and then directed Parc to clear out the private rooms while he notified the rest of the Pack. Parc took care of the private rooms quickly since no one wanted to get rousted by the cops.
Unfortunately, these constant threats of police showing up would begin to wear on the good nature of patrons, and naturally, they'd start to go elsewhere for their fun and relaxation. Harassment like this could kill a club, and Parc was hard-pressed not to believe that was part of the plan behind the sudden rush of raids.
He headed back out to the bar, and when passing the back corner where his vamp had been waiting, he heard someone call out to him. "I've been waiting so much longer than your promised twenty minutes." He stopped and turned to face the man still leaning against the wall, but he was all alone now all the others had vacated the area.
Parc stared for a moment scrutinizing the smug grin and the casual manner, and instantly knew who had called the cops. "Not interested. Find your entertainment elsewhere." He told him and then turned and continued toward the bar.
Cross was behind the bar trying to persuade Autry to go up to their apartment on the second floor and to wait there until the business with the cops was over. It took a little convincing, but ultimately, he did as the Alpha asked. Parc came up beside Cross and got his attention.
"You were right about being set up." He told him, and Cross immediately turned to him with a grim expression.
“What do you know?” His tone was sharp and to the point.
"I'll tell you later," Parc said and nodded toward the front doors letting him know that the cops had arrived. There were seven officers and one Sergeant with a boatload of ego splashing around. Seemed like overkill for a club this size, but the Lieutenant obviously wanted to make a show.
