MY MURDEROUS MATE

FRUITY DRINKS

Alamand POV

Devyn is a firecracker just like her father. I love that girl like she was my own daughter. We aren’t from the same pack, but I became friends with her family over the years investigating. I rarely see cases where something isn’t evident from the beginning.

This case is a mystery to me. In fact, everything is neatly wrapped up. It’s like the doctor and the pack investigations made certain this was nice and neat. I must figure out a way to get more information on the doctor. It’s not going to be as easy as it once would have been. See, in my younger days I was a charmer. The Mrs. never knew of all the flirtatious innuendos I would have to pull off. I’m positive my balls would have been chopped off.

Now though, I need to mentor the younger fellows under my wing. For this instance, I think Elmondo will be perfect. He is an up-and-coming investigator who is by far the most handsome of the group. I need someone to get close to Monet to see if there are any other secrets brewing. Perfect! Let’s get this plan in action.

Elmondo POV

This is a fantastic honor to work for Alamand and for Attorney Holland. Although Holland is normally associated with her father, I’ve heard that this new attorney is just as feisty and determined. My assignment is to get close with the doctor’s assistant. Lucky for me, I know just the plan.

I’m in the hospital breakroom fixing a latte when I notice Monet walk in looking exhausted. “Hi, looks like it’s been a trying day. I just finished making this latte if you want it. I don’t mind starting a new one for myself.”

She looks at me surprised, “Are you sure?”

“Of course, I’m sure. I’m new here and what better way to meet friends than making them lattes.” I flash her the smile that always wins me the prize. I notice she is considering the offer and soon reaches for the cup. I purposely brush my fingers against hers but not in a creepy way.

“Where do you work?” She inquires.

“Oh, in emergency right now. I do the triage of incoming patients. It’s what I like doing. I came from a position out west where I was a surgeon’s assistant in the office. She was amazing but all the paperwork and keeping the easy money lawsuits at bay kept me far too busy. I was great while it lasted until she finally gave up the practice and retired. She retired before going broke having to pay the high price of insurance.” I laugh while appearing to reminisce.

Monet, “Sounds oh so familiar except my boss hasn’t had the lawsuits until recently. Oh well. I’m so sorry I forgot to ask your name.”

“Elmondo.” I say reaching out my hand to shake hers.

Monet, “My name is Monet, and it is a true pleasure to meet you. Hope I see you around.” She gets up to leave.

Before she exits, “Monet, one more thing. It’s kind of embarrassing to ask but you seem so approachable. Where do assistants and nurses go after work for a drink? I promise, I’m not a stalker but really just want to start fitting in with my co-workers.”

She stops and smiles so sweetly at me, “There’s a little place a block from here called Chaps. I’ll be there around 7:30 pm tonight with some friends. You’re welcome to tag along, and I’ll introduce you.”

“Amazing! But I don’t want to just impose. That wasn’t my intention.”

Monet, “Nonsense. We are all new at one point.” She says this and winks at me.

I’m not positive how to take the wink. I mean, she is sexy as hell and yes, I would jump on her bones given the chance. I thought this chick was seeing the doctor, so I thought about being that super clingy guy friend. My mind starts turning circles now and I might have to work this differently than expected.

Several hours later, I walk though the door at this Chaps place. I instantly smell a mix of humans and wolves. It’s typical in the city and inside Frostcrest Pack. They are known to intermingle.

I walk in feeling several women staring at me. I had gone home, showered, and changed into something more casual yet eye-catching. I have on grey trousers, a pair of Hey Dude shoes and a linen button-down white shirt. I researched this bar, and it was not the kind where suits or even dress slacks were worn. I must say, I chose my clothes wisely.

I see Monet from a distance. This chick makes my d**k twitch. She’s sitting at a high-top table on a stool. She has very short shorts on with her tiny ass cheeks hanging out. They are white and show off her tan. The crop top shows her flat stomach and lean back. Her blonde hair falls to her waist. To complete the look, she has on crotchet wedge shoes that adds height to her petite body frame.

I go to the bar ordering a rum and coke for myself. For the lady, I order a strawberry tease. Yes, it was recommended by the bartender because I have no clue what is in it but know she looks like the kind of girl who appreciate fruity drinks.

So here goes my assumption that she is open to more than just a buddy friendship. I walk over and slide the drink in front of her while leaning the front of my body into her side. Once the drink has been set down, my arm wraps around her waist. “Fancy meeting such a beautiful woman here. You just brightened my mood.”

She instantly bites her lower lip and raises her eyebrows to me in a flirtatious manner. “Why thank you handsome. How did you ever guess the strawberry tease was my favorite?”

Bam! Knew it! “Lucky guess, I suppose. Care if I join you?”

Monet, “Of course not. I wouldn’t have invited you if I cared. Let me introduce you to the other ladies at the table. This is Joyce, Meredith and Venza.”

“Nice to meet you ladies.” I said to them and immediately turned my attention back to Monet. We sat and chatted for an hour or so with her drinking several glasses of the strawberry tease. I sipped on my rum and coke. Although rumor has that werewolves don’t get drunk, that isn’t true. We do get really buzzed but don’t get sick – USUALLY. There was this time in college that I proved that theory wrong.

The evening progressed and the sound system cranked. I asked Monet if she cared to dance. She stumbled just a little off the stool and made her way to the dance floor pulling me by the hand. The beats were fast, and she was grinding me. This assignment is far exceeding my expectations!

As she backed her ass into my junk, I decided to pull her neck back to my lips. I’m still taking the chance that she will allow me this sweet pleasure. Sure, enough she leaned back into my lips followed by spinning her body. She landed her lips on mine and passionately kissed me. Her hands were running up into my hair as her body was still swaying. The friction was causing me to have a raging b***r.

“Monet, you are driving me f*****g insane love. If you continue, I might just have to f**k you right here on the dance floor.”

She moans at that. I know she wants me equally as much. She grabs my hair tighter and licks my lips. I grab her ass and pull her even closer into me.

Monet, “My apartment is around the corner. Let’s pay the tab.”

I don’t hesitate at all. She’s hanging on to me including while walking down the street.