Cowboy Bikers MC Werewolves - Esther E. Schmidt Page 0,7
as his eyes narrow. “Just a friend? Boyfriend? Husband? Fuckbuddy?”
“Wow, that escalated quickly. No boyfriend, husband, or fuckbuddy. Tobias lives in a trailer near mine. His mother used to keep an eye on my stuff when I would be out of town for my job. We kinda had a deal where I would keep an eye on her son when she needed to do something or if Tobias needed a friend. He’s like a twelve-year-old living inside a twenty-year-old body. He’s a good person and would never do something which resulted in the beating he took. He’s kind. Absolutely sweet with animals but sometimes misunderstood because you can’t rattle your tongue. You have to be very clear with giving him instructions. But, like I mentioned, a good person, and a great help once he knows exactly what is expected from him.” My shoulders sag. “His mother passed away a few weeks ago. I promised I’d take care of him and look how it turned out.”
“It’s not your fault,” Figor rumbles as he reaches out and cups the side of my face. “Bevin will make amends. He’s still adjusting. He was brought here a few months ago by Kyst, a vampire acquaintance of ours who has a damn fine stallion we use from time to time. He’s the president of another chapter of our MC. Kyst found Bevin three towns over in a dark alley, bitten by a werewolf. Not knowing what to do with him, Kyst brought Bevin to us. It’s been a struggle to pull him through the transition. He was doing quite well the last few days.”
“Yeah, super great,” I mutter, sarcasm dripping off those three words.
“Do you have anything in mind for him to make amends? Besides kicking his ass.”
I lean my forearms on the fence and watch how Night gracefully dances through the pasture. There’s such beauty and calmness in watching an animal enjoying the freedom and pleasure of an open space and fresh grass.
A deep sigh rips from my chest. “To be honest. I haven’t exactly thought that far ahead. I wanted to know why anyone would beat up such a kind person who never interferes with anyone. Do you know how hard it is for him to find a job? He needs to be told something simple a few times before he understands, but he does know how to work and is absolutely smart in his own way. Dammit, why did it have to be him? He’s hurt, Figor. Not only physically but why it happened is confusing for him.”
“Fuck,” Figor grumbles and rubs a hand over his face.
He leans on the fence next to me. “You mentioned he’s good with animals and how it is hard for him to get a job. What if we offer him a job? I don’t think it’s wise for him to work with the Longhorns, but if he’s good with horses and the work that comes with it, there’s loads of things around here he can do. I’ll make sure he’ll have someone with him at all times to help and explain if he has questions.”
I can feel a smile spreading my face. “Are you serious? If so, it would be absolutely perfect. He loves working with animals and watches over my horse when I have to leave town for my job.”
Figor steps back and holds out his hand. “It’s a deal then? We’ll handle Bevin’s punishment and Tobias has a job right here if he wants one.”
I glance at his hand. “I will need an update about Bevin because his actions scream an unstable werewolf. You know my upbringing. I might not have a function like my parents or siblings have, but I’ll be damned if I ignore something like this.”
He gives a tight nod. “Understood. And I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
I slide my fingers against his palm and grip his hand to give it a slight shake. “Then we have a deal.”
Spinning on my heel, I chose to rush out of here. The reason I came here has been handled and if all goes well, it will work out perfectly for Tobias. I have to leave; this man is doing crazy things to my body. Things I can’t explain and for sure can’t handle in this moment. Distance it is.
“I’ll send Tobias your way bright and early.” I throw the words over my shoulder and leave him behind, while taking the whirl of emotions he set loose inside my veins along with me.
CHAPTER THREE
– FIGOR