Short chapter. Establishment of scene, etc.
When they finally got back to the clubhouse, Kenzi had managed to get Bo to leave her alone to think. Bo had recently started shacking up with a Light Luck Fae she had met at the Dahl- a impish looking blonde man who Bo insisted was amazing in the sack. Kenzi shrugged. It had been awhile since she had had any action. Maybe that was why Dyson's plan was sounding so appealing.
When she shifted, Kenzi's arm brushed a place on her rib where the harpy had tried opening her up. He had seemed awfully cute, and so sweet. Kenzi hadn't noticed that he had sliced through her thin shirt with his nails and was about to make a grab for her heart. She probably wouldn't have if it hadn't of been for Dyson, who had shoved the harpy off of her.
He was always protecting her. Like a good guard dog. Kenzi bit her lip. She should probably stop thinking in terms of dog. Especially since she was really considering this, and beastiality didn't really do anything for her.
Dyson wasn't expecting the knock on his door. He had been doing dishes, and had barely heard the soft sound. But he knew immediately it was Kenzi. He opened the door and looked down at the tiny human.
"Tell me you didn't walk here alone." Dyson scolded her lightly. He was concerned with her safety, probably because Kenzi seemed so lax with protecting herself. Kenzi ducked under his arm and headed into the spacious apartment.
"I took a cab. Sheesh. My cousin Mikos runs a gypsy cab company. I know how to take care of myself." Kenzi had started pacing.
"Of course you do. Would you like a drink?" Dyson headed back towards his kitchen and looked around for some glasses.
"Sure. I guess. I could probably use one." Kenzi sat on a bar stool and looked towards Dyson. "Seriously, D-man, I think we have got to talk about this."
"well, let's talk." Dyson handed her a drink, some brown liquid her nose and mouth quickly identified as bourbon. "Gentle. Don't want you throwing up in a half hour."
"That happened like once. I can hold my own." Kenzi sat the now-empty glass down on the bar.
"I know. Now, what do you want to talk about?" Dyson could tell she was panicky and afraid, from the way her eyes moved to the door to the jitteriness in her legs. She was an animal trapped in a corner. This wouldn't do. "Calm down."
"I'm trying." Kenzi slumped. "Sorry about all this. I just don't want to be a burden, and all that jazz. And, I mean, I don't want to make you do something you're not interested in and tie yourself down with some pathetic human." She smiled. "Even if I'm pretty kick-ass."
"You can't make me do anything I don't want to do." Dyson took a sip of his own drink. "Besides. I'm the one who offered, remember?"
"So what happens after, I mean, if, you do this whole claiming shebang? Any side effects I should know about."
"A claim is a deeply personal thing for a wolf. It's an extension of my personal protection to you. Anything I have, becomes yours. Anything you have, becomes mine. You become a part of my pack, though because you are human, you would be lower than other members."
"Lower?" Kenzi glared defiantly at Dyson. "Sweet. So how many people would I be lower than?"
"I don't have a pack Kenzi, so it's just me." Dyson took their empty glasses to the sink.
"And the sex thing? Is that a one time thing?" Kenzi hadn't realized how fast Dyson was until he was right beside her.
"That depends on you." He hadn't made a move to touch her yet. She still radiated fear, but he could smell her arousal. "But the first time is necessary."
"Ok." Kenzi tapped her fingers nervously on the bar. "Give me a sec."
Dyson moved away from her and towards his large spacious windows, looking out over the city. He'd been here awhile, and he'd always liked it-this city. So full of life. So vibrant. Very much like Kenzi. He looked back at her sitting next to his counter, her concentration intense as she bit her lip and looked at the floor. He did want her, he wouldn't have offered himself up if he hadn't. And not just for his protection, so freely given, but because of how truly incredible she actually was. How strong she was.
"Dyson." He looked to her, a little surprised she'd actually said his name. "I want to do it. I want you to claim me." Gone was her nervousness, replaced by the edge of resolve that was so very, very Kenzi.
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