Loco's Love [Brac Pack 9] by Lynn Hagen Page A

He teased.
    “What does that mean? You mate Keata and now you try to sound hip.” He chuckled.
    “It means you spill every chance you get. Stop beating around the bush, Jazz. Spill those beans.”
    “Well,” —he dragged the word out—“ both my mates are fine.”
    “Get the fuck out of here! Two?” Cody was stunned by this news.
    He knew Jazz was going to be a handful for the Alpha, but two mates? This blew Cody’s mind.
    “Yep, the other one’s name is Toby. He’s adorable.”
    “I just bet. How did Zeus handle that, or did he have him gift wrapped and waiting for you?” Cody sat back and listened to Jazz fill him in on what was going on in the Eastern pack.
    “Sounds like you’ve been having a lot of fun.”
    “I have been. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nothing like the Den, but I wouldn’t change anything that I have now. I love them both with all my heart. I’m sounding cheesy, aren’t I?”
    “Nope, same thing I say about Keata.”
    “How is Mr. Keata? I miss the man, along with the other mates.
    Loco just left here not too long ago with his mate. It was good to see him.”
    Cody kicked his feet up on the desk and commenced to telling Jazz about Keata’s kidnapping, the new cook, George, and all the Loco’s Love
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    shenanigans Cecil was still up to. He explained how he became part owner to a restaurant and how the pack was doing well.
    “I’m happy for Tank. He deserves someone nice. And I’m glad you got Keata back. I would have come to help you if you had called.
    Just because I’m with another pack now, it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t help my best friend. Toby and I would have kicked their asses.” Jasper growled.
    “I’ll keep that in mind. As far as George, he was so buried in the closet that there might as well have been a trap door in there with a labyrinth behind that.”
    Jazz laughed on the other end, making Cody smile. “That bad, huh?”
    “He’s fine now. Tank straightened him out.”
    “And where is Keata?”
    “Down at the rec center helping Thomas get ready for the annual bake sale. I would have gone, but Frank volunteered to help so someone had to stay behind and run things.”
    “A business owner, I’m proud of you, Cody.”
    “Thanks. Two mates? I’m proud of you,” he teased.
    “It has its moments, but I have two of the best men in the world.”
    “Glad to hear it.” They talked for another hour before saying good-bye.
    It was good to hear from his best friend, and Cody was happy everything worked out for Jazz.
    He missed him, his smart mouth, and sassy attitude around the Den, but no one could take the place of his Keata, and he wouldn’t want anyone trying.

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    The drive back was filled with his mate’s excited babble telling Loco of his father as if he hadn’t been right there listening to 88
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    They made an early night of it. With all the excitement and Tangee starting his new job in the morning, his mate fell fast asleep.
    Loco tucked him in, heading to the den while his mate slept.
    “How’d it go?” Gunnar asked from the billiard table he was playing at with Evan.
    “Good. Real good. Tangee finally knows where he came from.” Loco grabbed a beer from the bar. He could feel his mate’s happiness all afternoon. Windstorm seemed just as excited with his nephew’s presence.
    Somehow Loco knew he would be making more trips to the Eastern pack for visits. Maybe they could get his uncle to join their pack? He was definitely large enough to join their ranks.
    A talk with Maverick was in his future about that decision. Of course, he would have to talk this over with Windstorm as well.
    “Glad to hear it. So, Tangee starts work at the diner tomorrow?” Gunnar asked as he made his shot.
    Evan glared at him as he sunk ball after ball. Gunnar was the best pool player in the house, with Johnny coming in second.
    The short mate had surprised everyone.