Lakota I stare after Jazzy as she runs out of my office. Dad is right behind her, and he tells me through the mind-link he will follow her. Lance strolls into my office, staring after Dad. "What is that about, my Love?" he asks as he walks around my desk. He lifts me out of my chair and sits down with me in his lap. I tell him about Tychon, about Josy, and Jazzy's reaction to all of it. "I am not sure what it is. I know Tychon didn't handle their first meeting very well, and I understand that it hurt Jazzy. But not being willing to listen to someone that thinks there is something you should know about someone you love, that is something I don't understand." Lance is running his hand up and down my back. I feel like I am slowly drifting off to sleep, and I smile as I feel him pulling me closer. "Lance, stop that. I can't fall asleep, no matter how much I would like to," I growl softly against his chest, and I feel the vibration of his chuckle against my cheek. I look at the door and with a smile on my face I turn towards my Mate. "I see you locked the door. Is there something important we have to discuss?" I ask him, and I see Bolt near the surface. "Yes, there is. We need to talk about putting a Pup in there," he growls softly as he places his hand on my belly before he lets his hand slide towards my core, and I spread my legs willingly. He leans his head towards me, placing his delicious lips against mine, and I moan as he cups my core. His hand slides up and down, putting pressure on my clit, and I start to push back for more friction. I want to get rid of our clothes, but Lance keeps a tight hold of me, and I know he will make me come at least once before I will feel him inside me. I manage to slide my hand into his pants, and a moan escapes me when I feel how hard he is for me. As he starts rubbing harder and faster, I feel his lips on my mark and a shiver runs down my spine just before he pushes me over the edge. I scream his name as I come undone. He slows his movement as I come down from my climax. He turns me with my back towards him, and in the same motion, he pulls my sweats down, slamming his cock inside my pussy when our clothes are out of the way. He wraps an arm around me, pulling me against his chest as I feel every inch of his thick cock pumping in and out of my core. "You are going to ride my cock until I come deep inside you. Your pussy will take every drop of cum I have," he whispers near my ear, and I cry out in pleasure as he starts rubbing my clit again. His cock hits every spot inside me that makes me get closer to another orgasm. "Please, Lance. Harder," I whisper as I lean forward to place my hands on his knees, moving up and down his cock harder and faster. I need everything he has to give me, and I know he will never deny me my release. "I am going to come inside you, and that pussy of yours is going to milk every drop of cum from my cock," he mumbles. His words send me into a mind-blowing orgasm, and I feel how my pussy muscles squeeze his cock, making him lose the battle of restraint on his own orgasm. He releases a roar as he slams his cock deep inside me, shooting his cum in long spurts inside me. I lean back against his chest as I pull his head forward, kissing the male that is my future, and I can feel his cock harden inside me. I squeeze my pussy muscles, and I feel his rock-hard cock twitch inside me, a soft moan escaping me. I rock my hips back and forth, Lance growling near my ear, and I know we are both ready for the next round. But before we can take it any further, I feel someone pressing on the link, and by the look on Lance's face, I am not the only one. Dad tells us through the mind-link that Josy got pissed at Jazzy, and I ask him to take her to my office. I want to know what is going on. I want to hear Josy's concerns about our visitors, and if they are valid, I want to know who it is affecting. After listening to Josy, I ask her why she didn't come to me. "I talked to Jazzy about it after it happened for the fourth time, and she told me not to worry about it, that they just wanted to make sure their relative was happy here. I figured she was right as it was with four different Pack-members, but I did keep an eye and ear on them. In most cases, the question was dropped after their firm answer that they were never coming back, but there are a few that keep asking, and the firmness in the answers is becoming less and less. I can even tell that they don't look forward to the visits anymore, and I don't like seeing them anxious for meeting their family. Tychon was really willing to listen to me, and he didn't make me feel as if I was overreacting," Josy tells us, and I know I need to have a good and serious conversation with Jazzy, not just about Josy but also about Tychon. I tell Josy to get some sleep, and after she has left my office, I link Argos. Someone needs to take Jazzy's shift tonight. Fifteen minutes after her shift was supposed to start, Jazzy walks into my office, and every Pack-member knows that if they get called into this office, I am about to bite your head off. She declines the seat I offer her, and I ask her why she never mentioned Josy's concerns to me. "I know my Mother would have asked me the same question if she would ever come for a visit, and I truly believed that they would drop the question after they received a firm No. If I had known some didn't stop asking, I would have taken action, but somehow I made Josy feel as if she was overreacting. I never meant for her to feel that way. I never meant for her to think she couldn't come to me with her troubles. I should have realized something was really bothering her, especially after she confided in Tychon," she answers, and with that, she gives me the opening I need to steer this conversation in the direction of her fated Mate. "Why are you avoiding Tychon?" I ask, and I just look at her. She walks towards the window before she answers me. "It was clear he was reluctant to think about coming here, and he didn't show himself when I first smelled his scent. I have been through a rejection before, and I needed time to brace myself. Jake's journals and the files in the Archive showed us that it was the Wolves that rejected their fated Mates, but after Tychon's behavior, I had my doubts it was entirely the Wolves. He was supposed to be my second chance at happiness, to have someone that would love me unconditionally, and I couldn't accept the fact that he didn't want me," she answers. I know I need to tell her about Denali and Dad. I need to tell her about the apology Tychon made after realizing he screwed up. "Jazzy, like most feline shifters, Tychon and Denali were raised with the history of their kind. For some reason, Wolves and Lycans have been rejecting their fated Mate if they weren't a Wolf or Lycan. Denali even told me that sometimes it would be one of their kind that did the rejecting. However, in the majority of the cases, it was a Wolf or a Lycan. They were being prepared for something that seemed to be the norm for Wolves and Lycans. Not that I agree with it, but I do understand it. Tychon always thought he would reject his Mate if she wasn't a feline shifter, but meeting you has him at odds with himself," I say before I tell her what happened in my office that first night. "Denali still has a long road of recovery ahead of her, but she is allowing Dad to spend as much time with her as he wants. I think it has changed something for Tychon as well, seeing how Dad is with his Sister. Hearing other Pack-members saying they wouldn't reject a feline shifter is also helping a lot.I am not saying that it will be easy or that you should forgive him easily for hurting your feelings. I just want you to know that this is as much a struggle for him as it is for you," I continue before I tell her to get a good night's sleep and to think about what I told her. She turns away from the window, and I see that her eyes are filled with unshed tears. Apparently, hearing his side of the story and hearing about Denali being Dad's second chance Mate affects her, and I get this feeling she might be willing to talk to Tychon if he shows up again. I say if because I fear she might have done more damage than she understands right now, and I truly hope that Tychon will return to the territory, even if it is to reject her and leave for good. My heart breaks at the thought of Tychon being pushed to his limit, and looking at Jazzy, I feel that she is starting to realize it as well.