Finding His Mate Too: Daniel

Tiffany rubbed her face into his neck, purring ever so often, and wrapped her arms around his torso. She heard someone clear their throat and looked behind her. She saw the smug expression on Dante's face and rolled her eyes.

"Now that that is out of the way, let's get down to business."

Daniel looked down at Tiffany and placed a kiss on her lips before taking her hand and walking her over to a chair on the far side of the room.

He sat down and pulled Tiffany down onto his lap, kissing the top of her head. He knew they had a lot to talk about after this and wondered if she would still be this cooperative later on for that talk.

Shaking his thoughts he turned his attention to his brother.

Dante stood up from his chair and looked around the room. He called everyone who he knew would not disclose the information to anyone, into the meeting and hoped that some things could be explained before it ended. Taking ia deep breath, he leaned back against his desk.

"I called this meeting so that we could discuss Madison's changing. As you all know, Weres usually do not change until a full moon, but she changed earlier than scheduled." He turned towards Dr. Ovine, who appeared to be nervous and sighed. "If you could, doctor, can you tell everyone what you have found."

"Well, my Alpha, I looked further into Madison's bloodline, just to make sure that she had no Were blood in her genes and, as expected, she doesn't. Then I looked back to the venom that was injected into her and, as you remember, I told you that it could be used to either enhance her skills, or suppress them. In this case, the venom was used to enhance the skills of Madison, but only to the point where it would help the baby more than it would help her." Dr. Ovine stopped when he saw the confused expressions on his Alpha's and Beta's faces and ran his fingers through his hair.

Although he knew his Alpha would never strike him or harm him in any way when not needed, he was still nervous whenever he had to present information to him, especially now since it is concerning the Alpha Bitch. Searching his mind for his words, he chewed the inside of his cheek. "Basically...Carlo bit your mate so that the venom would enhance the skills of the child that she is holding. He must have not known that a side effect would be enhancing your mate's skills as well."

Dante nodded his head in understanding then looked back at Madison, who was standing by the window. Tilting his head to the side, he motioned for her to come toward him and tugged her arm so that she was standing in between his legs.

If this venom enhanced her skills, then what skills did she have? So far, the only unusual things that she could do was talk to Weres telepathically who were not pack, seeing it happen with Tiffany.

Bending down, he kissed her lips and smiled. "What happened before you shifted?"

Madison thought back to the other night and how she saw her parents. Looking down at Dante's shirt, she closed her eyes.

"I saw my parents. In a dream, at least I thought it was a dream. They basically told me that they forgave me and to let go of all of my hurt. That is when I felt your pain." She looked back up into Dante's eyes and saw that he was looking at her intently, as if what she just said was not normal. "What?"

Dante looked behind Madison and Gino and Daniel before looking back into her eyes. "Babe, when you saw your parents, did you talk to them?"

Madison nodded her head and waited for what he had to say next. She watched as Dante continued to watch her closely and started to squirm under his scrutinizing eye.

Dante looked over at Daniel and nodded his head, silently answering the unasked question. Looking over at Dr. Ovine he cleared his throat and looked at Madison. "Baby. Remember when Carlo bit you?" He waited until she nodded her head before he continued. "Well, as you heard Dr. Ovine say, his intention was not to quicken your transformation, but as you know, that was not the case." Pausing, he tried to get his words together.

"You appear to have some kind of power for lack of better words. Tell me this. Before Carlo came back into the picture, or even after, have there been times when you felt trouble near. Sensed it in a way?"

Madison looked down between them and tried to think about the past week since she had met Dante. She remembered the dream she had about Dylan wanting to kill Dante before he attacked them apparently. If she was honest with herself, she felt trouble before Carlo came and kidnapped her, but didn't know how to tell Dante without him getting worked up.

Looking up into his eyes, she slowly nodded her head and saw excitement enter them.

Dante looked at Dr. Ovine and saw the wonderment in his eyes as he knew it was in his. He felt Madison's uneasiness seeping out of her pores and rubbed a reassuring hand up and down her back, feeling her body relax. There was certainly no reason why she should be uneasy.

Turning his head, he searched her eyes. Clearing his throat, he brought the hand on her back up to caress her cheek. "Madison, honey, what you have is a gift that the Fates have given you. You are able to sense things that others cannot and, as weird as it may sound to you, able to speak with the dead." He saw fear enter her eyes and wrapped his arms around her.

"It's ok love. This is nothing that you should fear." He looked behind her at Daniel and silently communicated to him.

'We have to teach her how to control her powers. The last thing I want is for anyone, other than those in this room, to find out that she has them.'

He watched his brother nod his head indiscreetly and directed his attention back to his mate. Kissing the top of her head, he moved her in front of him, so that he could look down at her face and smiled before looking at everyone else in the room.

"This meeting is adjourned. We will discuss more at a later time when things are settled. Go back to your families and help with cleaning up the damage. We will have a proper burial for those who have sacrificed their lives. That is all." He watched as everyone left, except for Daniel and Tiffany, and stopped Dr. Ovine at the door before he could leave.

"I would like you to go check on Moe and see how he is doing. Take Gino and Rich with you. Going off of my own assumptions, since Carlo is now dead, I would think that this invisible control that he had over Moe would be gone. If he is all clear, let me know. I would like to have some words with him." Dr. Ovine nodded his head before exiting the room.

Daniel looked at Tiffany, who appeared to be in either shock or deep thought and gently shook her body. He watched as she looked up at him with her clear brown eyes and smiled. Bending down slowly, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips and nuzzled her neck. "I believe we have some things to talk about."

Tiffany felt a shudder run down her spine and her stomach flutter from the huskiness in his voice. She knew that he meant having an actual talk and not a tumble in the bed, but this did not stop her from wondering what it would feel like to have him inside of her.

Biting on her bottom lip, she quickly tried to get her emotions in check before he saw how much he truly affected her. She heard her wolf scoff and froze.

'Did you just scoff at me?' Tiffany didn't know how to react. Never in her life had she ever heard her wolf as clearly as she did just a moment ago.

She was answered with a flash of her storming in Dante's office, not even bothering to knock, after Alessia tried to claim Daniel and felt herself heat with embarrassment.

She was knocked out of her daze when she heard Daniel call her name and looked at him with shocked eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked her, concern lacing his voice. She thought about whether it would be important to tell him that she felt her wolf, but decided against it. She didn't want his inquisition on the matter and felt that this was something she had to deal with herself.

Shaking her head, she looked over and saw that they were alone in the room. She didn't remember hearing Dante and Madison leave at all. Turning her attention back to Daniel, she hesitantly smiled.

"I guess we should retire to your room?" Daniel knew that she was hiding something from him, but decided against pushing the subject any further. He needed to take things slow if he wanted them to mate anytime soon.

Nodding his head, he grabbed her hips and stood her up, quickly standing up behind her. He grasped her hand in his and started out the room.

As they were walking, Daniel tried to think of what he could do in order to get Tiffany to relax around him. It was an understatement to say that her emotions could go from good to bad in the span of a millisecond and that is probably what made him so hesitant.

He didn't know what right things to say that would make her feel comfortable and sighed heavily. He felt his wolf nudging in his mind and decided to hear what he had to say.

'Just be ourselves.' If it wasn't for the fact that Tiffany was into her thoughts as much as he was, he would have stopped where he was in shock at the rational thoughts his wolf was portraying to him.

Just hours ago his wolf wanted to pin her in the middle of the room and now he wanted to take things slow? He heard his wolf huff and was flashed again with the same image of taking their mate and smiled. His wolf would never change. That was for sure.

Rounding the corner to his room, he opened the door and let Tiffany enter first. He watched as her eyes were once again drawn to the painting above his bed and walked up behind her. He placed his head on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her before she could turn her attention elsewhere. "Don't be afraid to admire the artwork."

Tiffany felt a shiver run up her spine and felt her knees go weak. She turned her head and found him staring directly in her eyes. "Would you like to know what inspired me to make this?" Tiffany nodded her head, already knowing that her mouth was open from his confession. She felt him nudge her head back toward the painting and stared up at it.

"Thirty years after I left the compound, I started to have dreams, visions really because I was usually still awake, about this woman. It wasn't until one day that I dreamed about making love to her. I would dream that I was holding her, providing her with the greatest comfort and security she ever had." Tiffany felt his arms tighten around her and swallowed the lump that suddenly formed in her throat.

Daniel traveled one of his hands past her navel and heard her intake of breath. "I was always behind her, thrusting into her heat, reveling in the sweet moans that constantly escaped from deep within her belly." Moving his hand lower, he tugged at her belt loops, making her body heat.

He knew that he was teasing her at this point, but he and his wolf wanted to make the point that she belonged to them from her birth. "I would never see her face, but deep within, I knew she was my mate." Cupping her mound, he turned his head to press a kiss on the side of her neck. "Do you want to know how I would take you?"

Tiffany felt all of her senses go crazy, and absently nodded her head. She didn't care if he told her he was a killer at this point, as long as he continued strumming her with his fingers, she was fine.

Daniel looked up at his painting and felt his loins stir. He remembered the day when he had this dream. He remembered waking up in a cold sweat, actually convinced that everything he felt was real.

Licking his lips, he started circling his thumb around her jean clad mound. "First, I would lick and bite all over your body, finding the spots that made you laugh and the spots that made you moan. After I had you hot for me, I would turn you around and bring your back to my front. The feeling of your plump ass against me was enough to get me off without making love to you."

By now, Tiffany was withering against him, but he needed more. He needed her to know without a doubt that she was his. Using his other hands, he unbuckled her jeans and unzipped them. He immediately smelt her scent and dove his hand within.

He smiled when she groaned deeply from the contact and continued. "Next I would run my hands over the front of your body, weighing your breasts in each of my hands." He gripped one of her breast with his free hand and heard her moan his name breathlessly.

Chuckling, he pinched her nipple between his fingers while her plunged one finger into her, working it into a steady rhythm. "You would moan my name, just as you did now, when I would pay attention to your breast, practically begging me to take you. Just when you would get frustrated I would thrust deep within you, making you come at the simple entrance. That is where I got that picture from."

Tiffany felt something start to tighten in her stomach and turned her head into his chest, taking her eyes away from the painting. By now, she knew that he was physically claiming her body, but damnit if he wasn't making her knees weak. She felt another one of his thick digits thrust inside of her and bit her lip.

Daniel watched as pleasure danced across her face and heard his wolf howl in pride. He was bringing his mate pleasure, which was ultimately bringing him and his wolf pleasure as well, even if he had not entered her body. Turning his attention to her lips, he bent down and kissed them passionately, sweeping his tongue against hers.

He felt her start to contract around his fingers and knew she was quickly falling over the edge. "Oh goodness...please, don't stop." Just as Tiffany felt the knot with her about to explode, he pulled out his fingers.

Crying out in frustration, she turned around about to give him hell, only to be stopped when he crushed her body against his.

She looked up into his shining amber eyes in amazement as he placed the two fingers that had her juices on them within his mouth. She rubbed her thighs together at the pure look of ecstasy that swept across his face and bit her bottom lip.

Daniel savored her taste, feeling his taste buds explode. Never has he tasted something that was so sweet like honey, yet spicy at the same time. He knew that he was addicted to her just from this small sample. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he hoisted her in the air, silently urging her to wrap her legs around his waist, and walked them both over to his bed.

Laying her down, he quickly covered her body with his and kissed her. Pulling back, he looked deep into her eyes. "You are mine. You have been mine since the day you were born and will continue to be mine until you die. Tomorrow, I will arrange for your things to be brought to the compound. Until then, sleep well." With that, he walked out of his room, answering his brother's call, leaving a confused and really horny Tiffany sprawled out upon his bed.