It was almost an hour after the explosion that the shifters arrived at Bonnie’s house, or rather the wreckage of her house. Simon, one of Carl’s litter mates, was the first to see the smoke and fire, there weren’t any firefighters on scene, no police or medical personnel. He parked as close as he dared to the front lawn, which was also on fire in places, he rushed to the door, the fire was scary enough but he was terrified his brother was laying dead in the house.

The door was blocked by debris and as he tried to move it he could hear his friends coming to help him, their combat boots slapping off the concrete. One was beside him in seconds and helped him lift a large piece of the front room’s ceiling that was blocking them from even entering. Inside they saw there were support beams laying diagonally in the room beyond, a ton of ceiling tiles, a few small pieces of what was once furniture, and a beam lay in the kitchen by the counters.

Simon began moving towards the back of the house when one of his close friends put a hand on his shoulder. “I smell blood coming from the kitchen, let's look there first.”

He was grateful for the hounds help in the search, his sense of smell was no where near as heightened as the hounds, a shifter that only turned into a bloodhound he was one of the best hunters in the whole group. He was also one of three non-feline shifters they allowed to come with them anywhere. As the old adage goes, dogs and cats don’t get along well. But there were some exceptions to the rule.

They turned to the kitchen and Simon heard a voice calling for help and they all rushed to the pile. Working frantically they pulled debris away as quickly as was safe, the beam still didn’t look stable enough to move but they weren’t sure if they could get whoever was under everything out without moving it.

He got more moved and could see a delicate white hand reaching out, he grasped it and knew it belonged to a female, definitely not his brother.

“He’s trapped under here too, please save him!” she pleaded with them, tears streaming down her face as one of the shifters, a leopard, tried to pull her to safety, but as she moved she could feel her leg was broken and she cried out in pain. “Please, just get him out. Don’t worry about me.”

Simon nodded to the man and he held onto her arm, reached an arm around her back and the rest of them began lifting the beam and moving the tiles underneath. It wasn’t his brother, but there was another male underneath everything. He and the hound, Crowley, began pulling the man while the leopard, Jamar, began pulling the female from the pile.

“Lucian! Lucian wake up!” she called out as she was lifted and held like a baby.

The man didn’t stir, but Simon couldn’t be sure he didn’t see his chest move at least a little bit. “Do you know where Carl is?” he asked the woman as Crowley lifted the man over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“Carl? You must be his pack, he was outside, just outside the door. Those wolves must have buried him the same as us.”

He shook his head, “There’s not much debris on the lawn honey, and what’s there isn’t enough to hide a body.”

“They took him then, what do they want with your brother?” Jamar asked him as they moved outside, hoping to escape the house before it completely burnt down.

Simon made sure they brought Bonnie and Lucian to the trucks, and he pulled a first aid kit from the toolbox on the back of the truck cab. “What are you?” he asked her without any preamble as Jamar set her down and he looked at her leg. It didn’t look bad for a break, it wasn’t a compound fracture which was the good part, but as he touched the leg he could feel it was broken in three places, they’d need to cast it and hope she could heal quickly.

She looked at him, but didn’t answer. “How is Lucian? Is he going to survive?”

“Honey, I’m sure your husband appreciates how much you care for him, but I need to know how you heal which means I need to know what you are.” When she still looked at him he sighed, “Okay it’s like this, I’m trained as a doctor and you have three breaks to your left leg. If it doesn’t heal right it’ll need rebroken and reset or it’ll need left that way for the rest of your life. I need to know how quickly you heal so I know how long we have to cast it so it can heal properly.”

Her tone was soft, barely a whisper as she said, “Banshee.” And kept her eyes low.

The look on his face said it all, his eyes wide, his jaw slack he stared at her and managed to bring down his emotionless mask he used at the hospital. “Then you’ll be fine until we can get you to the clinic.”

“Please I can’t go to a hospital, there’ll be questions about—”

“I’m not taking you to the hospital, I’m going to take you to the clinic I work at. It’s going to be alright.” He looked to see if Lucian was in the back of the truck and nodded. “Jamar lets get to the clinic.”

“Gotcha.” He said and sped down the road heading for New Haven and the preternatural clinic. Lucian lay in the back on the truck bed, two panthers lay with him trying to keep him as steady as possible as they broke the speed limit to get him somewhere safe.

All Simon could think about was that Lucian might have some more information that would lead him to his brother.

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Lucian stirred awake inside the clinic, in one of the many hospital beds. He grasped the white linen bedsheet and blinked a few times to clear his vision and looked around trying to figure out where he was. A Latina woman wearing nurses scrubs came in and her eyes widened as she saw him looking around and began calling behind her for Dr. Veers.

As she moved to his side another man came in, someone who looked a lot like Carl, but wasn’t Carl. He wore a white coat, and was pulling a stethoscope from around his neck as he walked up to Lucian’s side. “Lucian White, I’m not quite sure about your age, but I am sure that you’re the closest lead I have to finding my brother.” He said as he took Lucian’s wrist and looked at his wristwatch. “Take a couple deep breaths for me please.” He said pressing the cold steel to his chest and moving it as he took a few deep breaths.

“Where am I?” he asked as the haze from his concussion began lifting. “Wait, where’s Bonnie?” his voice changed as he asked that question, his heart rate spiked and the monitors he was hooked up to began sounding off with alarms.

“Calm down a bit son, she’s fine, you’re in a clinic for preternatural creatures like yourself. And Bonnie will be fine, her leg is healing nicely right now, but I’m sure she’d be happy to come see you, after all she’s been trying to ignore doctor’s orders and get herself to your side.”

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Lucian stared at him, “You’re Carl’s brother aren’t you?” he waited for the doctor to nod, “Did you find him at the house?”

“No, Bonnie said that the last she saw he was near the front door, so she assumed he was on the front lawn, but we didn’t find him there.”

“Michael, we have to find him and we’ll find your brother.” Lucian was starting to sit up as his heart rate spiked. “He’s going to pay for this, he’s dead.” His voice turned to a growl, his eyes and skin changing color as he gripped the bedrail and crushed it easily.

Simon stared as he took a step back. “Shit you really are a half-breed.” When Lucian stared at him, correction, stared daggers, he explained. “Carl told me some of what was going on and I’ll be honest I thought he was being fooled by you, a half-breed incubus? One that wasn’t approved of to boot? In our society that is just crazy talk. But seeing you start your emergence tells me that he wasn’t joking around. And that you and he are in some serious trouble.”

“I need to find him.”

“I have the rest of my brothers working on it, we’ll find his location don’t worry.” He tried to push Lucian back onto the bed saying “You need to take it easy till you’re fully recovered. You had a nasty concussion and we weren’t sure you’d wake up, but there were also three broken ribs, and your left hand had some nasty breaks from the rubble that nearly crushed you.”

He glared at the doctor and suddenly they heard screeching and both of them looked to the door to see Bonnie come flying in in a wheelchair and headed right for his bed. As soon as she got to his side he threw his arms around her and lifted her without any effort, relief flooding him at seeing she was safe. Pressing his lips to hers he kissed her roughly, passionately as if he hadn’t seen her for years and not hours.

“Are you okay? I know we were under that rubble a while and you weren’t waking up. I tried getting him to let me stay in here while we waited for you to wake up and he refused.” She sent a glare at Simon.

“I’ve told you why I wouldn’t let you in here. You just don’t want to listen because you’re hard headed. I’m glad you’ve been healing well though.”

“What happened to you in the house? What needs to heal?” Lucian asked her and looked her body up and down and saw the splint on her leg. His hand touched her gently, softly as she melted against him.

“I’m almost done healing, it was a break but nothing bad.” She tried to keep him from worrying but she was sure he still would.

“Her leg was broken in three places, and she didn’t want to admit what she was so I would know how fast her healing is. I haven’t put either of your species on the papers, as far as anyone here will know is that I was helping some friends. They’ll assume you’re both panthers like myself and never think twice about it.”

He nodded to the man, he wasn’t sure how safe it would be if her identity was found out, but from the wolves attacking him he knew it was a death sentence to anyone that harbored them. “Thank you for risking that, but we need to find your brother now. I can heal on the way there.”

“I’m afraid that’s not going to work, you need at least a day of healing to get yourself back to your normal self.”

“He can be ready before then,” she said as she kissed him again and reached down to cup him through the hospital gown.

Lucian growled and his eyes flashed as he wrapped her in his arms and kissed his way down her neck. “Leave.” Was all he said before he reached down and ripped the gown aside to reveal his engorged member.

Simon didn’t need told twice and was gone even as the musk hit his nostrils and caused his member to harden. He shut the door as he made sure the blinds were drawn and no one would see them. He stood by just to make sure they weren’t interrupted, a horny incubi was dangerous, an angry, horny incubi? He didn’t want to find out what would happen then.

“Are you sure your leg is fine?” Lucian asked as he pulled her gown apart and sighed as he saw her naked flesh. Gods above how he wanted her, every which way he could have her. But he had to be sure she’d be safe.

“Fuck me and you’ll find out.” She said teasingly as she reached down and lightly drug her nails against the underside of his cock.

He pulled her up and slid his entire length into her willing flesh. She was ready to go thanks to his musk, her pussy slick with her own juices, her breasts bouncing as she was slammed onto him, and engorged from her arousal. She swore as he pushed his entire length in and lifted her to thrust. She was tight against him, and loosening with each movement, he couldn’t believe how much he cared for her already.

Lucian took one hand and placed it on her nipple, kneading the flesh around it and gently twisting the nipple even as his mouth found the other and suckled like a babe. She came, her juices flowing over his cock as he thrust faster into her.

“Fuck, Lucian, ugh.” She moaned as he bucked his hips and began thrusting piston like into her warm core. Bonnie called out as another orgasm shattered her and made her go limp against him. He pulled her down to kiss her mouth and felt his balls tighten, he was already close, and he needed the boost. Kissing her he drew a portion of her own energy out and began consuming it, the blue hue filling the space between their mouths as he grunted and broke contact, afraid of taking too much.

He thrust once more and felt his climax, he convulsed inside her, his cock sending rope after rope of his seed deep inside her, the short thrusts he performed milking his cock for all it was worth. She slumped against him and he felt everything become even sharper and he knew it had worked. Knew she would need to heal as well and he kissed her, pushing a little of his own energy into her, just enough to heal her leg.

She shuddered as her bones reknit themselves, even as she felt full of the beastly man under her. “You know that’s only going to make me even hornier right?”

“That was the plan, now why don’t we see what positions we can do on this thing?” he said as he began rolling her beneath him, ripping the leads that connected him to the monitors and felt her quiver in excitement at the thought of what he was going to do. Placing a hand on her cheek he ran his fingers delicately down her face and she shuddered. “You’re mine, when this is over, you’re mine.”

“I already am, my safe word’s ‘red’ and I want you to take me however you want.” She made sure she had his eyes locked on hers before she continued. “I trust you, completely.”

His hand found her throat and he lightly squeezed, the sudden change to her breathing made her eyes pop, her body felt even more alive and she could feel his still hard cock rocking back and forth inside her. As her climax came she felt it was heightened and she screamed, but only a choked sound came from her.

He let go of her and she whimpered, “Please, I need more.”

“Roll over.” He commanded and she did, moving away from his cock she turned onto her stomach and pushed her ass into the air which he playfully smacked. Then again not so playfully. “I’m going to make sure you’ll never forget tonight.”

Rising on his knees he spread her cheeks and slid himself into her core, she was even tighter this way, he pushed gently not wanting to hurt her until she begged, her voice ragged and in gasps begging him for more.

Pushing his entire length into her her head came up from the pillow and she gasped. Grabbing her hair he pulled and she called his name, her climax taking her to a new level of ecstasy she’d never known before.

He let go of her hair and took each of her wrists in hand and pulled her back on his cock. Her back bowed as he continued to fill her core with powerful thrusts. “Come now!” he growled as he felt his beast come to the fore, but not to take over, it was a different feeling than anything he’d ever experienced. She came, her body quivering as she gasped his name, his thrusts becoming more powerful as he felt his sac slap against her skin with each thrust.

Throwing his head back he let out a growl as his beast began to emerge again, but in a different way. His climax overfilled her, he could feel their mingled juices flowing from her core over his sac and onto the bedsheet. Her skin seemed to glow as he lowered her, his skin glowed as well, but his glowed lavender and he could feel something like a headache forming at his temples.

The door slid open and Simon came in calling out, “We know where Michael— Christ Almighty what the hell happened to your head?”

Lucian was growling at him as he pulled himself from her core and let her lay flat on the bed as the waves of ecstasy rolled over her. He stood next to the bed and Simon looked horrified at the sight of him. “Where is he?”

“He…he’s in downtown Pittsburgh, by the stadium.”

“Then lets get going.”

“Can you put some clothes on first please?” he asked as he looked everywhere but at Lucian, he wasn’t sure why it was a problem until a nurse walked past the room and saw his still hard cock hanging and stopped dead in her tracks, licked her lips and began walking towards him. “Colleen go do your rounds, your husband won’t be happy with either of you if you come in here.” When she walked away, after shaking her head and burning the image of his body into her memory, Simon shrugged. “That’s not something you want happening down there, trust me. Plus you need a hat, your horns are showing now.”