Page 41 of Blackmailed

“Watch it mate,” Kalkin growled.

Lan laughed. “Good meet you.”

“Likewise,” Kalkin said. “Our lands are your lands.”

Lan and Jian bowed. “Xièxiè.” Then Lan smacked Hui on the back of the head. “Sorry. He slow.”

Hui gave a rough sigh and rolled his eyes, not as well as Keeley could, but he’d give her a run for her money, then bowed. “Thank you, Alpha.”

“Hey kid,” Kalkin said, some of the gruffness in his tone abated. “I heard what happen to your family. I’m sorry. It sucks. But, I’m not the same as your old Alpha.”

Hui frowned. “I see. Watch. I protect family.”

Jefferson furrowed his brows. He couldn’t imagine what the boy had been through since Jochi was forced out. The little his mate told him, hadn’t been pretty and from the sounds of it, it must have gotten worse too.

“I hope you do,” Kalkin said and winked. “I wouldn’t be a good Alpha if people didn’t keep me in check. Now, let’s eat. I’d like to hear about your journey here and what I can do to help you and your family.”

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Jochi joined Jefferson in their room once he helped his family settle in. Jefferson had taken care of Déshì as well, giving him more time to spend with his family. He couldn't believe they were there. Of course, he dreamed the day would come when he could hug his mother again, however, he never got his hopes up.

After he told Jefferson about his desire to bring them to the states, he’d slowly opened up about the torturous life they led back in China. There were several things he’d been ashamed of. Things he’d been frightened of when he’d been alone trying to get to America, but his yearning for something more had never dimmed.

Now, all of it had paid off. His family was home.

“You are glowing,” Jefferson said, glancing up from the book he’d been reading.

“It’s because I’m in love,” Jochi said.

Jefferson closed the hardback novel and put it aside. “Who is this person I have to fight for your affection?”

Jochi laughed, joining his mate in bed. “Oh, bèndàn.” He slipped closer to Jefferson and brushed his lips across the mark he’d left almost two years ago. “You know I only love you, mate.”

“No, you don’t,” Jefferson whispered. “You love me, our son, our grandbabies, our daughters and your family.”

Tears burned at the back of Jochi’s eyes. “You’re right. I do. But, I especially love you because of the family we’ve created here in Window Rock.” He ran his fingertips down the middle of Jefferson’s defined chest and stomach, a byproduct of him shifting and running as a wolf every day. “I also have something to tell you.”

Jefferson turned to face him. “You do?”

“Yes.” Jochi’s fingers traveled farther down, past the band of Jefferson’s sleep pants. “We were accepted to become foster parents. Our new family member will arrive by the weeks’ end.”

Jefferson growled as Jochi wrapped his palm around his mate’s straining erection. “What a thing to say while my dick is in your hand.”

Jochi laughed. “I know, bèndàn. Are you happy?”

“Very happy.” He pressed a kiss to the tip of Jochi’s nose then to his lips. “I’m also very horny.”

Jochi opened the red robe Jefferson coveted before straddling his mate. “So am I.” He positioned Jefferson’s tip at his rear then slowly lowered himself onto his mate’s cock. “I love you, Jefferson Winters.”

His mate smiled as he gripped Jochi's hips. "I love you more, Jochi Zhao. Because without you, none of this would have been possible.”

“Oh, bèndàn.”

THE END