Disclaimer: I do not own any Mercy Thompson characters.

A/N: Alexandra is Adam's 30 year old daughter from a first marriage, her mother died. Alex was turned and has been with Bran's pack. Carolyne was kidnapped by wolves and turned forcibly before escaping.

Carolyne

Chap 1

Alexandra Hauptman drove her Touareg into the parking lot of the small garage and shut off the engine with a sigh, wincing at the grinding noise it made as it shut off. She climbs out of the car and shuts the door before heading into the office.

"How may I help you?"

"Is Zee around?"

Gabriel frowns. "Zee? He doesn't own the shop anymore."

Alex makes a face. "Well, then I hope the person who owns it now is as competent as he was."

"Sometimes I think I am," Mercy says leaning against the doorway, wiping her hands off on a towel. "Though sometimes it's up for debate. What's wrong with your car?"

"It's making a grinding noise and the engine keeps turning itself off."

Mercy makes a face. "Does it have oil in it?"

"I don't know. To tell you the truth I've been a bit distracted."

Mercy narrows her eyes slightly as she feels the wolf's sadness and slight fear. "Where are you heading?"

"The Hauptman residence. I think I need to speak to the Alpha before making roots in his territory."

Gabriel glances at Alex. "You're a werewolf?"

"In the flesh," Alex says with a grin before turning back to Mercy. "But when do you think you can look at the car?"

"Tomorrow, if it's what I think it is then the engine might need to be replaced." Mercy continues after Alex's slight curse. "Which can be pricey."

"Moneys not a problem," Alex mutters.

"Well, leave your information with Gabriel and I can call you when I look at it."

Alex nods. She gives him her first name and phone number. "It's a cell, so I'll usually always have it on me."

"Do you want a cab called?"

Alex shakes her head at Mercy. "No, I'll walk. I know where it is."

Mercy nods as she heads back into the garage. Alex gives Gabriel a smile before she turns and leaves the shop. The mechanic smelt like a dog, probably owned a bunch. She goes to her car and grabs the duffle that had her clothes before heading down the road. Her dad's house was a lengthy walk, but she'd manage.

After walking a while she smells werewolf. She turns her head enough to see a brunette woman getting held against the wall by a blonde wolf. She starts to walk on before hearing what he was saying. With a growl she turns into the alley dropping her duffle loudly on the ground.

"Let her go."

The blonde wolf turns to her and growls. "Who are you?"

"Alexandra. And you?"

"None of your damn business. Move on."

"I don't think so," Alex says growling louder at the woman's fear spreading through her. "Let her go." She worked hard to reel in her anger, knowing her eyes were already yellow. The guy doesn't move and she lunges forward knocking him back with a thrust of her hand. The man tries to move but Alex quickly gets him where he can't fight back. "I don't know who you are. You don't smell like Hauptman, so you're not part of his pack, so what are you doing in this town?" The wolf just continues to growl. "Alright fine you don't want to answer me. So listen instead. My father, Adam Hauptman is the Alpha of this town. My personal Alpha is the Marrock. You need to be careful what you do in this town." She growled and released his arm before moving her foot off of his back. "Find another town."

Alex grabs the woman's arm as well as her duffel and leaves the alley. "Are you okay?"

She nods. "Yeah, is your father really the Alpha?"

"Yes, that's where I'm going. You want to come with?" She pauses as she smells the woman's fear stronger. "It's okay, he's a good man. What's your name?"

"Carolyne."

"Hi, Carolyne, I'm Alexandra."

Carolyne smiles and walks along beside Alex to the Alpha's house. Carolyne hesitates slightly as Alexandra walks up the porch.

"It's okay," Alexandra mutters. She was sure that Carolyne was a newer wolf, she would guess under four months. She finishes walking up the stairs unsurprised when the door opens and Adam is standing in the doorway. "Hi, daddy."

Adam grunts before moving forward and wrapping his arms around her. Alex relaxes against his body and inhales his scent. "Don't do that to me again, Alexandra Jayde Hauptman."

Alex pulls back slightly. "Well, it's not like you didn't know that I was safe. I know that you've been calling Bran and keeping up with me."

Adam nods. "What else was I supposed to do when you ran off?"

"Why did I?"

Adam clenches his jaw. "Right. Where is your car?"

"It's angry with me, so I left it with a mechanic up near Kennewick."

Adam fights a smirk. "A female mechanic named Mercy?"

"I don't know her name," Alex muttered as she tilted her head. "Do you know her?"

"Yeah." He turns to Carolyne.

"Oh, this is Carolyne. She was being bullied by a blonde wolf. I don't think he was one of yours."

"Not Ben?"

"No, it wasn't Ben." Alex says with a laugh. She smiles as Warren's head peeks out from behind Adam's shoulder.

"Alexandra!" He exclaims before slipping past Adam and wrapping his arms around Alex, lifting her up.

She grunts and play struggles against him. "Put me down. I'm not a little girl."

"You'll always be our little girl," Warren answers placing her feet on the ground.

Adam grunts. "Come inside and tell me more about this wolf," he takes Carolyne's arm gently and leads her into the house.

Alex takes a breath as she sees Darryl. She had a huge crush on him growing up. He was one of the reasons that she had wanted to become a werewolf. But that was ten years ago, she had new and very complicated feelings.

"So, what are you doing in town, Alex?" Adam asks as he sets Carolyne down on the couch.

"I'm…" She hesitated. Running away. She shakes her head. "Needed a change of scenery."

"Bran…" Adam mutters before he walks back to the front of the house.

Alex sits down next to Carolyne placing her hand on the wolf's knee and giving her a smile. Her head jerks up when Adam comes back in with Bran in front of him. She immediately adverts her eyes and looks down at the floor.

"Alexandra."

His tone forces her to look up at him, her eyes on his cheek, not challenging him. She didn't submit to many, but she always did with him.

"I was worried that your car wouldn't have made it here," he says gently not giving away anything. "I know that it was giving you trouble before you took off in the middle of the night."

The sharpness of his tone made Alexandra flinch. "It made it here, however, that is as far as it made it and it is now being repaired. I thank you for your concern."

Adam frowns. "Didn't I just buy that car for you last year?"

"Yes, but it had been having problems since a werewolf was thrown into it."

Adam glances at Bran and he gives him a look. "New wolf, couldn't control himself," Bran mutters. "Taken care of. Before I leave I would like to talk to Alexandra alone."

Adam nods, he couldn't argue with the Marrock. Alexandra stood from the couch and followed him outside. Bran took them far out on the land until he was sure that Adam could see but not hear them.

"That was stupid running out."

Alex bit her lip. "I'm sorry if I worried you."

Bran huffs. "Stop with the formalities, Alexandra, it's not as if you ever followed them before."

Alex looks at his eyes for a second before she turns her head again. "What do you want?"

"I want you to come back to Montana." He inhales and ground out a rough word in Welsh. "Why are you afraid? Why do I scare you?"

"We kissed," Alex says quietly. "And it was wrong. You have a mate already. I shouldn't have interfered."

Bran watches her. "Alexandra…"

"There's nothing to say," Alex says quickly. "What's done is done. Alright. I'm going to visit with my dad for a while and I might decide to join his back, in such an event that I would appreciate it if you would be kind enough to break my bond with the pack."

"Alexandra."

"Nothing to say. I think Carolyne, the female wolf in there is having some problems. I think that you should listen to her and figure out if you can help somehow. I'm going to go for a run."

Bran didn't get the chance to say anything else as she turns and runs into the space around the house. He could have ran after her, but/ she was afraid. Afraid of him and he didn't want to scare her anymore. He let out a resigned sigh and headed back to the house.

Bran gets up off of the bed and opens the door to the hotel room. He looks out at the rainy night and shakes his head. "Come in here, Alexandra. You're going to get a cold."

Alex walks forward, in her gingery-cinnamon brown wolf form. He moves to the side and allows the wet werewolf to walk into the room. Alex walked to the other side of the hotel room and shook off careful not to get Bran wet. Bran watches as she starts to change form. He walks forward and sits beside her on the floor.

Fifteen minute later, he runs his hands through the brunette's long wet hair. Her chocolate eyes found his and she immediately looks down.

"Stop that," Bran mutters as he takes her chin and lifts her head a bit. "We need to talk about what happened."

"There's nothing—"

"Don't say that there is nothing to talk about," Bran orders.

Alex snaps her mouth shut and whimpers. "You're mated and my Alpha," she says quietly.

Bran snorts. "Like anyone is your Alpha," he says tiredly. He groans before he picks her up and lays her on the bed, wrapping her shivering form in the comforter. "Running out in a rainstorm, silly wolf."

"Better than facing my father." She looks up at him. "Why did you kiss me?"

He sighs. "I don't know. Impulse." He runs his fingers over her lips. "And I want to do it again."

Alexandra swallows as Bran leans over and places a light kiss on her lips. The Alpha growls and throws the comforter to the side, settling against her body as he deepens the kiss. Alex clings to him wanting more of him.

Bran pulls back slightly and nips at her lip. "Mine," he growls softly. He took his time kissing and nipping her body, stopping at the circle of fire tattoo on her arm. Around the tattoo were the faint scars of a wolf bite. "Who gnawed on you?"

Alex moistens her lip. She didn't want to tell him, but she couldn't lie. "Leah bit me. I was playing with some of the children and she came over when they weren't looking and bit me."

Bran growls slightly, but it was an old scar. His mate had obviously did it a few years ago. He continues to explore her body, licking and biting. He places his lips against the wolf pup tattoo on her hip. He grins and flips her over doing the same thing to her back, while massaging her shoulders and back. He pauses at a peculiar shaped scar on her butt. "What is this?" He asks running his tongue over the small mark.

Alex laughs slightly. "Your son threw a rock at me."

"That's from a rock? Samuel?"

"No," Alex says chuckling. "Charles. I was in wolf form and I grabbed a pair of his boxers while Anna was doing laundry. He saw me running and picked up a small rock. He just threw it very hard."

Bran grunts as he kisses the scar again. He moves between her legs and places his hands under her hips, lifting them. He moans at her smell before licking along her clit. She cries out and buries her face in the pillow. Bran chuckles as he does it again, reveling in the sound of her pleasure. The second that she cries her pleasure, he turns her over so that she's again on her back.

Alex reaches forward and grabs his shirt yanking it over his head as he kisses her deeply. "Bran." She moans.

He growls as he works on his jeans shoving them off of his legs. He moves between her thighs and positions himself against her as he kisses her. "No regrets?"

"No regrets," Alex agrees.

"Good," Bran mutters as he kisses her and pushes inside. He pauses and closes his eyes. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Alex swallows. "I always thought I was just a burden to you. I am a smart-ass, I lose my temper too fast, my control is not that good at the best of times."

"And you're mine," Bran mutters. "Every annoying quirk that makes you, you." He begins to move inside of her, clenching his jaw as her tightness envelopes him.

Alex moans and pushes up against him, growling with pleasure as he keeps moving harder inside of her. She gasps and digs her nails into his shoulder as she comes again. Bran groans and pushes harder in her burying his face against her neck when he spilled his release inside of her.

He pulls his head back before leaning down and biting her nose hard. "That was for disappearing in the middle of the night and making me follow you." He pulls out of her and lies behind her wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm falling asleep," Alex mutters sleepily.

"Go to sleep," Bran says placing a kiss on her neck. "Sleep easily."

Alex jumps awake the next day. Bran moves beside her, watching her wearily.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh my God, what did we do?" Alex asks horror-stricken. "Bran?"

"We made love," he says nuzzling her neck.

"Bran, you have a mate, this wasn't right."

"I know that I have a mate," he says forcefully all amusement gone from his voice. "Her name is Leah and she is at home in Montana in bed."

Alex turns her head slightly. "Sorry."

Bran relaxes as she bared her neck to him. He tightens his hold around her and resumes kissing and licking the sensitive skin of her neck.

She chuckles and moans. "Do all wolves lick so much?"

Bran pulls his head back a little. "Have you ever slept with a wolf?"

"Once," she answers swallowing back her fear. "Not since."

Bran hid his growl. He resumed his task at her neck, adding bites now. "Mine," he murmured quietly. He slid his knee between her thighs and parted them. He bit down on her neck and held the bite while he thrust inside of her. He used his hand around her waist down to rub her clit while he moved inside of her.

It didn't take long for both of them to come. He resignedly pulls out of her and licks the bite wound on her neck, cleaning the blood off.

"We didn't do anything that would make us anything more than what we are, right?"

"No, we can't bond while I'm bound to Leah anyways," he says quietly.

Alex nods as she pulls free from his arms. "I'm going to shower."

"Alright," Bran says realizing that she wanted some space. Even though he didn't want to give it to her.

It didn't take her long to come out of the shower and she was unsurprised to see Bran with a bunch of food on the bed.

"Come and eat," he says looking at the fluffy white towel wrapped around her.

Alex sits on the bed with him and begins to eat. "I need to go," she says after a while. "My dad is going to start worrying."

"You're still going to stay here?"

Alex stands. "What happened between us was a mistake, Bran. It's not anything that could progress any farther and truthfully I can't stand just a simple no strings relationship. I'm not that kind of girl. I've been in two relationships my whole life. But that's immaterial. The point is that we can never have anything because you are mated. And you live in Montana, and I'm going to stay here for a while. I'm sorry, Bran. I wish you the best. But this was a onetime thing, a mistake."

Bran allows her to leave. He wasn't that angry because almost all of the rant had been lies. The only truth had been her relationships. She didn't think it was a mistake and she didn't want it to be a onetime thing. He would stick around for another day or so, just to see if she changed her mind and wanted to come back home with him.

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