Like Cats and... Wolves? The Werepigeon Apocalypse [FREE and COMPLETED]

Chapter 25

It was almost dawn when the meeting finally ended, all parts of the plan were smoothed out, roles designated, tasks assigned. When she had something to focus on, something that had a solid chance of bringing Zoe back, Kate didn’t seem as desperate as she did before. Nick watched her as she debated the other cats on who goes where, considering every possible thing that could have the slightest influence on their plan. It seemed she even had a contingency plan for when a freaking meteorite struck the facility while they were inside. Nick loved how confident and capable she was, how she thought everything through to the last detail.

“She would have made a good Luna,” Adira smirked with a sad sigh.

Nick couldn’t exactly agree with that. “No. She would have made a great Alpha. She would never accept being the second in command.” Having no idea how cats actually waged war against the birds, he stayed quiet most of the time. He knew how to lead wolves into a battle. In theory. Cats were so different that his expertise was beyond useless in this situation. So he just kept his mouth shut, hoping he could at least contribute by killing things when they actually storm the facility.

“But that is going to be me killing things. So you will still be useless.” The wolf had the audacity to stick her tongue out at him.

“Hey!” Nick glared at the dumb animal. “If it wasn’t for me, you would have killed Julia and this plan wouldn’t even exist. So shut up!” Adira snickered at him but didn’t say anything, most likely because she couldn't exactly object to his argument.

When they finally smoothed out everything and the werecats started leaving the room, Nick stood up as well. He really needed some fresh air. The cats were so dominant they kept fighting over every little thing as if their whole existence depended on it and it was beyond exhausting. Kate was still going over some details with Grams when Nick slipped out of the door, determined to wait for her in the hallway.

Emmet was standing there, arms crossed in front of his chest, and Nick avoided his look. No matter how irrational it was, he still felt kind of hurt that the man didn’t trust him, and didn’t really want to talk to him. But the male cat moved closer and gently patted his shoulder. “I’m sorry, kid,” he sighed. “I should have believed you and I should have said something. They wouldn’t have listened, my opinion doesn’t matter around here, but still, I should have said something anyway.”

Unsure how to respond, Nick just shrugged. Why was Emmet apologizing to him? Nick’s father never apologized for anything in his entire life, not even for things that were clearly his fault. Let alone to Nick. “Thanks, I guess?” What do you say to something like that?

“You are a good guy,” Emmet smirked, “for a dog. The bitches around here needed someone with a brain to challenge them. And it sure as hell wasn’t going to be me. Good to have you around, kid.” His palm landed on Nick’s shoulder again before the cat walked away through the hallway.

Hmm. An odd one. Still, Nick couldn’t help himself but like him anyway, even though he felt almost bad about it since Adira’s whole father-figure speech. But who cared? Alpha Christopher was a shitty father anyway.

Kate nervously peeked into the hallway, her expression melting when she saw Nick standing there. “Hey.” She looked almost shy as she walked toward him and reached for his hand. “I know there’s like a million things we should talk about but… I need some sleep and I thought that maybe I could crash at your place for a couple of hours? Zoe’s scent is all over my apartment and I just can’t… I-I’ll sleep on the couch, I just-”

“Of course.” Why was she suddenly so anxious around him? Nick definitely preferred the confident Kate. “Come on.” He never imagined just holding someone’s hand would feel so amazing. Yes, the s*x was one thing, wild and fulfilling, surpassing any pleasure he has given to himself by so much it didn’t even come close. But holding Kate’s hand, sliding his thumb over the back of it, it felt so intimate, so… right, he never wanted to let go of her again. “And it’s not exactly my place anyway. It’s you guys who own this building, I’m just an annoying stowaway like a tiny cockroach under the carpet. Or a mouse in the wall,” he smirked, trying to lighten her mood.

“A mouse in the wall?” she asked incredulously. “You do realize there’s like thirty cats living in this building? There is not a mouse alive in a mile-wide perimeter around this house.” Her chuckle was strained but she seemed a bit more relaxed, so mission accomplished.

Nick reluctantly let go of her hand once the apartment door closed behind them. “Just give me a minute, I’ll take a quick shower.” Why did most of the encounters with the batshit crazy cats end with him covered in blood? And a ruined T-shirt, because there was no way those stains were going to come off.

He was truly lightning-quick, leaving the bathroom only a few minutes later, naked with only a towel wrapped around his hips. Kate was sitting on his couch, hugging her knees, her eyes widening slightly upon seeing him. Nick knew that he was tall but thin, not very muscular, hardly anything pleasurable to look at. “Sorry,” he mumbled, “I’ll just grab a clean-”

Words caught in his throat when Kate stood up and walked over to him, grabbing the edge of his towel. “Could we please just forget about everything for an hour? No talking about families and the future?”

“Uhh, sure,” Nick gulped. An hour? He was going to be lucky if he lasted more than two minutes. “Just one thing,” he lifted his index finger, leaning closer to Kate’s frowning face. “Fatim? I’m not planning to jeopardize your independence in any way. Could we please enjoy s*x without having to worry about who is on the top and who is doing what?” He certainly didn’t need more cats to threaten him today. “That goes to you as well, big bad wolf.”

Adira shrugged. “I won’t start anything. But I can’t promise to stay back if she starts acting up again.” Goddess, this was like trying to negotiate a stupid world peace just so Nick and Kate could f**k!

A corner of Kate’s mouth curled up in an amused smirk. “I think she is quite… approachable in this. She says,” she had to bite on her lip to stop herself from chuckling, “it depends on your performance.”

“Then I have to make sure not to disappoint either of you,” Nick smiled, gathering all the fake confidence he could possibly find.

“You better not.” Kate pulled on his towel, revealing his already erect p***s. “Hmm, seems like you are one of those always prepared scout boys.”

Nick inhaled sharply when her rather cold hand slid over his hot skin, fingers wrapping themselves tightly around his shaft. “With you… yes. Always… prepared.” Words seemed to have evaporated from his brain.

Leaning in to nuzzle his neck, Kate giggled over his heavy panting. Her hand moved up and down a couple of times, forcing a strained moan out of Nick’s mouth, and her teeth grazed his neck.

“Why are you cats so fascinated by my throat?” Wow, he actually managed to put a sentence together.

She playfully bit him again, just hard enough to not break the skin. “Because every part of you is absolutely adorable. And, from now on, I am the only one who gets to be interested in your throat. If someone else touches you again, or even comes f*****g close to you, we’ll tear them to shreds.” Her hand gripped him tighter, as if to emphasize her words, and Nick felt his d**k pulsing against her palm. The soft tingling where she was touching him caused by the mate bond was driving him crazy.

“You are ours,” she hissed, “just ours. This,” her hand moved back and forth, “this,” her tongue left a wet trail all along his neck, “and this too.” Her other hand grabbed his hair, forcing him to tilt his head down so she could kiss him.

It was a violent and desperate kiss, Nick even tasted blood at one point when her teeth pierced his lower lip, but he didn’t try to pull away. Just the opposite, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer, regretting that he didn’t make her take off her clothes so he could feel her body on his. “Yes, yours,” he nodded as she paused and went back to nibble on his neck. “But you,” he let out a deep growl, “are mine. Right here, right now,” he added before Fatim could protest, “at this moment, you are mine. All of this,” his hand slid down her back to grab her ass, feeling her muscles through the fabric of her jeans, “this,” he moved his hand around her hip, rubbing her from the front, exerting a quiet moan off her lips. “And this as well.” He repeated her movements, grabbing her hair and forcing her to tilt her head so he could attack her lips in return. “Mine.”

Damn, how he wished he could just mark her, pierce the skin on her neck and leave a small scar, to show to the entire world that this amazing creature was just his. But that was not what Kate wanted, not yet, so he held back, settling for leaving a couple of hickeys on her neck and shoulders. A mark as well, just not as permanent as he would have wanted.

“Take your clothes off,” he said in a deep voice, frowning at the wolf in his head. “Damn, Adira, stop using f*****g Alpha commands on her. She’s a cat, it doesn’t work on them!”

“She did feel something,” Adira pointed out. It was true, Kate stepped back from him, smirking playfully. The Alpha command didn’t make her obey him. On the contrary, it made her want to defy him even more. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and raised an eyebrow in a silent dare. “I think we should teach the cat some manners.”

“You’re gonna get us in trouble again!”

The wolf shook her head. “Not this time. Look, they are up for some rough play.”

How was the damned animal right all the time? Kate really did look like she was just teasing him to coerce some sort of a reaction off of him. “And if I don’t? What are you going to do, my big bad Alpha?”

“Well,” he slowly crept up towards her, trying to contain his excitement, “that depends. How fond are you of these clothes?” He didn’t even give her time to answer. Since her arms were still crossed in front of her chest, Nick reached behind her back, partially shifting his fingers into sharp claws for a moment, tearing her shirt from top to bottom. She was rich, she could buy a new one.

She gasped when he yanked on the shredded piece of clothing, leaving her standing there in her bra. That could stay on. For a few moments. “Wait, wait!” she cried out, seeing him reach for her hips. “I actually do like these jeans. So, you get what you want, wolf. Just this once,” she smirked and began unbuttoning the pants.

With what was no doubt a victorious grin, Nick sat down on the couch, leaning back comfortably and watching her undress. Her eyes narrowed when she noticed his hungry look but she played along, stripping off in front of him until she was only in her underwear. Her normal mix of green and brown in her eyes got replaced by yellow when she suddenly leaned forward, running her nails down his chest. “I said make an effort, dog, not sit on your ass staring at my tits.”

“And I said,” Nick stood up, grabbing her arms, “take your clothes off. I guess we are both equally bad at following orders.” Fatim smirked at him, looking amused rather than angry, so Nick knew he was still in the safe waters. “So, how about,” he reached behind her back to unhook her bra, “we do it all at once?” His fingers slid down her sides and thighs, pulling her panties down as they went. Kate stepped out of them and Nick picked them up, raising the lacy fabric to his nose while giving her a lascivious look. The scent was strong and so tantalizing he closed his eyes for a moment to savor it.

When he looked at her again, she was already breathing heavily through her nose, her lips slightly parted, staring at him with an unconcealed desire in her eyes. “You like that, hmm?” Nick teased her, inhaling her scent from the piece of cloth in his hand again. Her pupils widened a bit and the tip of her tongue darted out of her mouth, wetting her lips. “You smell almost as amazing as you taste, cat. Both up here,” he leaned in to kiss her, “and down here.” One of his fingers found its way into her hot, already wet core. Nick wiggled it there for a moment and then pulled it out, raising it to his lips, so incredibly aroused he felt like he might just spontaneously ejaculate without her even touching him.

What he was doing felt a bit dirty and inappropriate but Kate was apparently loving it, watching him with utter fascination as he stuck his tongue out to lick her juices off his finger. He was not lying, she really did taste exquisitely. “So, my little cat,” he smiled at her, “what would you like me to do?”

“We would like,” Kate breathed out when Nick’s hands cupped her breasts, kneading and rubbing them, “for you to do something else with your tongue than just talking.”

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