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After Celeste was done retelling her visit with the Moon Goddess, I was sitting up on the bed in front of her, mulling over everything she told me, when suddenly, I remembered something Rhett told me long ago. I got up and ran to the office to grab my cell phone. I was dialing by the time I jumped back onto the bed, making her give a tiny yelp, and I put the phone on speakerphone when Rhett picked up.
“Markus, I was about to head for dinner. How can I help you?” he answered, slightly annoyed. Keeping him from dinner was a cardinal sin to him, and I was surprised he even bothered answering.
“My apologies, Rhett. I was wondering if I could ask you a question about something you mentioned to me long ago about a member of your pack. I have Celeste on speakerphone.”
“Ummm… sure?” he said hesitantly.
“You once told me you had a hospice pack member living in your pack house that had been there since your dad was alpha,” I said, and Celeste’s eyes finally went wide when she realized what I was doing. “Is he still alive, and can you tell me a little more about him?”
“Why are you asking?” he said.
“Please, I will explain in a little bit. Can you tell me about him?”
He sighed a little after a pause.
“He isn’t really a pack member. My father’s beta found him near death in the river when they felt someone push into the pack borders without permission. He’s been in a coma for the last twelve years or so. From what I know, we could never find out who he is or where he came from.”
“Uncle Lucien,” Celeste whisper-yelled, grabbing my arm.
“Is he still in your care?” I asked.
“Yes, but he’s not woken up in the last twelve years. Who is Uncle Lucien?” he asked, and I nodded to Celeste to answer.
“My father’s gamma. The one that saved my life the night my parents died. He jumped in the river to try to find help, but I never saw him resurface.”
“You think that’s who is here?” he asked, a note of skepticism in his voice. I didn't blame him. He had no idea of everything that’s been happening with and to Celeste.
“Yes!” she replied excitedly and nodded at the phone as if Rhett could see her.
“Are we able to come see if it’s him this week?” I asked.
“Of course, but even if he is, he hasn’t come to. He is stable, asleep, so we have never been able to bring ourselves to let him die, but no one has much hope of him ever waking up. We just do what we can and feed him through an IV. I wouldn’t be a good friend if I didn’t warn you not to get your hopes up.”
“We understand. I would just like to be able to thank him for saving my life,” Celeste responded.
“Let me know when works for you.”
“Thank you, my friend. We will be in touch.”
“I’ll bake you cookies!” Celeste squealed at the phone, and I heard Rhett chuckle before hanging up. As soon as the phone clicked off, Celeste jumped in my arms. “Thank you!” she shrieked, and I held her in my arms for a long moment before I heard her stomach rumble, making me chuckle.
’Celeste is awake. We’ll be down for dinner.’I let Maya, Danny, and Gillian know.
“Come Tuli, let’s shower and get some food in you,” I said, and she jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom door, stopping at the entrance and looking back at me with a sultry look.
“You coming?” she asked as she moved into the bathroom, leaving the door open. My cock twitched back to life, and I jumped off the bed to follow.
Celeste
Itfeltgoodtalkingto Markus, telling him everything that happened and that I didn’t blame him for what I saw at the restaurant. He never judged me or doubted me. He just listened and asked questions. While we made love in the shower, I sent up a prayer of thanks to Selene for deeming me worthy of such a mate. For once in my life, I felt like my heart was whole. But I was wrong, and when I walked down with Markus for dinner, I realized just how wrong I was.
As we got closer to the first floor, I heard people and a commotion. I looked over at Markus.
“What’s going on?” I asked when we paused on the third floor.
“I’m not sure. I’ll ask,” he said, his eyes glazing over as he engaged in a mind-link conversation. I saw his face slowly transform into one of joy, and when his eyes cleared, he looked down at me with so much love and adoration that it took my breath away. I squeezed his hand and cocked my head in question.
“It appears there’s been a change of plans, and we need to wait a minute before we go down. So I need to distract you,” he said, pushing me to the wall and crushing his lips to mine, not allowing me to ask what was happening. When he let me back up for air, I was flushed, breathless and more than a little disoriented. What were we doing?
