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They discussed the many possibilities further and made some theories regarding the challenge. Lowell asked if Sean would drop him at the hospital so he could visit his friends, and although it was an innocent request, Sean felt a tightening in his stomach at the thought of being separated from his mate. It was ridiculous, and he had to deal with it, but still, it was going to be damn difficult to let him go.
"Of course." He responded tightly. He heard Eamon's phone go off, and he took the call right there since it was from his friend who was overseeing the vote.
“Who did they choose?” Eamon asked. Sean was confused by the sudden look of shock on Eamon’s face that then turned to aggravation. “Thank you and keep me posted.” He closed the call and after a few seconds of a very heavy silence he spoke.
"They've named three contenders for the position of Alpha, and they are Jaron Micheals, Murphy Lewiston, and Eamon O'Hara." The last name caught him by surprise, but it was the best choice, in Sean's opinion.
"Congratulations, man. I couldn't imagine anyone better suited to the position." Sean patted him on the shoulder. Eamon just kept shaking his head.
“This is going to be a fucking mess.” Eamon stated. Sean turned to Lowell, who was silently taking it all in.
"I'll take you to your friends, but I'd like for us to have lunch downtown when you're finished. Call me when you're ready, and I'll pick you up." Sean couldn't leave Lowell without securing another point of contact. His wolf was already upset that he hadn't pushed to claim Lowell last night, but Lowell wasn't in a headspace to tolerate a claiming. But now, in the clear light of day, he was questioning his decision to wait.
“Oh, okay.” He was too noncommittal for Sean’s liking. They had shared some close and tender moments last night and he was under the impression that they were working on a relationship. Suddenly it seemed that Lowell was attempting to step back. Sean would have to make himself clearer in regard to their relationship and where he saw it going. He would leave no questions in terms of his regard and intentions.
"If you have time this morning," Eamon spoke to Sean. "I have to go to the council building and meet with the elders, and I'd appreciate it if you could accompany me. I don't know what to expect and I'd like to have someone I trust there with me."
“Certainly, of course. I’ll drop Lowell at the hospital and meet you at the Council building.” Sean agreed.
“Thanks.”
"How in the hell was Eamon O'Hara brought into the mix? No one mentioned his name to me." Jaron shouted at no one in particular, but everyone in the room cringed. He grabbed one of his men by the shirt collar and brought him up close face to face. "Did you know they were considering Eamon?"
The man shook his head. “I did not know, sir.” Jaron released him and shoved him out of his way.
"He won't be as easy as Murphy, but we'll deal with him." Jaron seemed to be talking to himself now. He walked over to the window and stared out. "Get me everything you can on Eamon, including his daily schedule. We'll deal with him, and he won't be a problem." He then stopped suddenly and turned to regard the men standing behind him. "Find those humans who escaped death last night and kill them. Make sure everyone knows it was a wolf attack."
"Two are in the hospital, and the third is with Eamon and his friend Sean." One of the men pointed out. Which would make a wolf attack rather difficult.
Jaron looked like he was about to explode. "Don't tell me what you can't do, Harold; tell me when you have it done." Everyone quickly exited the room.
Lowell was eager to see his friends, but he was sad to leave Sean. The drive to town was uncomfortably quiet, and Lowell wondered what Sean was thinking. Unlike with others, he was finding it hard to get any sort of sense of the man. His mood and emotions were clouded.
"Thank you for everything, Sean. My friends and I will stay out of the woods until the pack issue settles, and you have my word. I will never breathe a word of what I know." Lowell wanted to get that out there before he was to be dropped off. He doubted if Sean would follow through on lunch since Eamon was finding himself in a situation.
Sean will have to give the majority of his time and energy to his friend and Lowell completely understood. Lowell knew he needed to give him the space to walk away. He pined for his dream man, but it didn’t look too promising. That thought brought on additional sadness and Lowell was getting fed up with all his unwanted emotions.
“What’s wrong Lowell I thought we were getting on together quite well. I thought we had a connection. Why are you pulling away from me? Are you afraid?” The sudden questions and the fact that Sean pulled to the side of the road and parked had Lowell wondering once again what was happening between them. He felt a constant growing attraction and respect for someone he knew very little about.
He knew he was a shifter from Maine, and he was an enforcer in his pack but he knew very few details and yet it felt as if he’d known Sean Brendon for years. He knew him on a level that was not just basic information it was spiritual, and he shuddered to say the word because it was so fake in most cases. But what he felt for Sean could be described in no other way.
"I'm afraid of those crazy wolves, but I'm not afraid of you." Lowell turned to him, and Sean reached over and took his hand while looking deep into his eyes.
“I won’t let anything happen to you.” He swore and squeezed Lowell’s hand.
“I know.” Lowell nodded his head.
"No, I don't think you do know." Sean glanced away for a moment and then turned back to regard him with an intensity that had Lowell catching his breath. "What's going on, Lowell? You've been pulling away from me. I felt it this morning when we woke, and I felt it at breakfast, and I'm feeling it now." Lowell was taken aback by his statement.
"I didn't want to impose on you. I was, a lot, last night. . . and I know it. Normally, I'm more pulled together, less grasping, and needy, but I just lost my head and was all over you. I had no right to make demands on you." Sean attempted to speak, but Lowell kept going.
“I am trying to give you space and let you know that I’m not your responsibility. I appreciate all that you have done for me and will never forget it, but I also understand that you have a life, and you need to get on with it.” Lowell took a breath and dropped his gaze.
"Don't pull away from me, and you have every right to make demands." He said firmly and then continued by detailing his own feelings on the subject. Lowell realized he'd read it all wrong. "I don't need space, and I'm not afraid of a little responsibility. There is much more to my concern for you than simply being a nice guy." He stopped and appeared to be contemplating his next words. Lowell could see the strain on his face.
“I thought I was making myself clear last night. I know now that I should have put my feelings into words and not assumed that my action would be interpreted correctly.” He paused again as Lowell held onto every word. He didn’t want to make any rash assumptions, but this sounded serious.
Sean stared at him silently and then suddenly pulled him into his arms and kissed him. Sean wrapped Lowell in his arms and took his mouth in a kiss that was intense and powerful and so deep Lowell could feel his body trembling to his toes. It was exactly like the sensation he felt in his dream with his dream Sean. His dream had not been a fantasy, it was a prediction.
