Theodore (Xavier's Hatchlings #2) - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,48

I’m alpha, I can tell you that biting someone that needs it gives me all kinds of perks. Like with you sharing your blood with me, I’m able to make you dance like a puppet. Patrick actually felt his legs tingle with the need to do just what he’d said to him. Dance, Patrick.

Patrick was still dancing around like a damned fool several hours later. The police had run him in too. While he’d been trying to make his legs and arms stop moving, he’d broken the front glass out of the store. They were telling him it was breaking and entering. No matter how many times he told them he’d not entered, they still ran him in. During the rest of the night, he danced to a tune that he didn’t hear. Christ, he was going to murder him, someone. And soon too.

~*~

“I tell you, it was the funniest thing I’d ever seen in all my life. And I’ve seen some pretty funny shit too.” George could hardly contain himself as he was telling the story of seeing Patrick dancing down the sidewalk. Theo was laughing with him because he was having such a good time telling the story. “He must not have a bit of tone in his head because whatever he was dancing to, it looked like he didn’t get the beat down. Christ, it was all I could do to breathe while watching the moron.”

“Peter called here and told me what he’d done. I would have gone out to see him too, but I was stuck here with my lovely wife.” Pem smiled at him. “I’m glad he’s safely behind bars now. If he keeps pissing people off, we won’t have to worry about him getting into the house. Someone will murder him for being stupid.”

Finn and Rachel were coming over for dinner tonight. George had stopped by the house to tell them what he’d found out about Patrick, and he was staying too. The others all had things they were taking care of but said they’d be by later for dessert. There had better be some leftovers, too, Dover had told him.

Rachel came back into the living room after she’d been called away for a phone call. “That was the doctor’s office that was to look at Sandra. He said she’s fit to stand trial. He did recommend to her that she shouldn’t be her own attorney, but that has nothing to do with him. Doctor Bing gave her a clean bill of health and sent her back to jail.” Theo explained some of what was going on with Sandra to Pem the other day, so she was up to speed. Austin asked how she was related to them. “My sister-in-law. Or she was. She was married to my brother for a little while. They’ve since divorced, but because she didn’t say he could leave her, then they’re still married as far as she’s concerned—whatever. She’s off her noodle. When we reopen Merkle’s Mark, I think we should have one of the officers let it slip. Just to see what she has to say about it.”

They were all still laughing at their families when they were called to dinner. The doorbell rang just as Theo was walking by it, and he told Samson, their new butler, that he’d get it. There was a woman standing at the door looking at the driveway when Theo asked her if she needed help.

“I’m here to find Doctor Black. She’s Army. I was told she lives here with someone by the name of Manning.” He said that was him. “Is Doctor Black here? I mean, this is what I was told, but some people think it’s really funny to send people on a wild goose chase. Did you know you have wolves on your land?”

“I do. They’re the local pack. You must not have ill intent in your heart, or you would never have gotten by them. Do you know Doctor Black?” She said they’d served together in the service. “All right. Come on in, and I’ll get her for you.”

“Thanks. Do you suppose I could have a glass of water and a couple of aspirin? I have a fucking killer of a headache.” He stood at the doorway to the dining room and told Pem she had a visitor. He could have gotten her a glass of water and whatever else she needed, but he didn’t move. As soon as Pem came around the doorway to the dining