Juniper had Raphael's arm wrapped tightly around her waist as he took pressure off her leg.

She'd gotten dressed in a crew neck and small skirt, Raphael now in a substantially pissy mood since the phone call.

"So... this guys like your uncle?" Juniper asked.

"Not by blood obviously," her mate grunted while lifting her up onto the counter.

She rose a brow at his tone, "Obviously."

"Kiss me," he demanded. Juniper snorted and held his cheeks, hovering her lips over his own.

"Watch the attitude," she muttered before complying.

Sighing he rest his forehead against her own, "I'm sorry baby."

Raphael continued, "He's a berserker. All those rumors about me being the oldest is bullshit, there's a few above me that want nothing to do with... anything. He was close with my father, hung around a lot. He's fucking annoying I'll tell you what."

"What was his name..?"

Raphael answered tiredly, "Jameson Killer."

"That's a cool fucking name."

"He doesn't need anymore smoke up his ass, baby. He gets on my god damn nerves. Killer's a cocky motherfucker and I hate it when he comes to the island."

"It kind of sounds like you like him," Juniper cupped his face and kissed his cheek multiple times.

Raphael hummed while closing his eyes, basking in her attention.

"Jameson is just annoying, he's a lot."

A knock sounded on the door.

"Well he's at the door," Juniper pushed his hair out of his face. The red was fully grown into the roots, probably about an inch long before it turned into the deep black color that was the rest of his head.

"I like it longer," she observed. It wasn't too long, just enough to push back when it hangs in his face.

"Whatever you like."

"So handsome," Juniper cooed with a smirk as Raphael flushed a little.

The knocking at the door grew more impatient and Raphael suddenly pulled away.

"Fuck! I'm fucking coming!"

Juniper watched him storm out of the kitchen and presumably to the door.

Slowly, she slid off the counter and landed on her good leg. Grabbing ice from the freezer she heard a loud brazen accent. Maybe Australian or New Zealand.

Pressing the ice to her wrist, Juniper limped out and was surprised to see a tall white man hugging her mate while patting his back hard.

The man had crazy eyes, but he was good looking with dark hair and a thick beard. He was a little aged with scars over his face.

His dark gaze darted up to Juniper that was stood behind Raphael in the entrance.

Jameson's face lit up with a cheeky smirk, "I see the rumors are true." He smacked Raphael's back so hard even Juniper winced.

"You've gone and got yourself chained eh? Getting your dick wet huh?"

Juniper's brows rose in surprise, almost visibly recoiling at how brazen he was.

Jameson came closer to the demoness, arms opened as if to hug her.

Cutting him off, Raphael wrapped a possessive arm around Juniper. That didn't stop the man from hugging her, practically lifting her off the ground even as Raphael tugged her away.

The normally outspoken shadow demon was shocked at the hug. Her face scrunched up in disinterest.

"How are you love, just beautiful you are! My, my what a lucky cunt my nephew is huh?"

Nodding, she didn't hug him back as Raphael yanked her back with a scowl.

Wincing quietly, she shifted around. Raph's attention fell back to her, arm ensnaring her to his chest. He lifted her a little to ease the weight she put on her injury.

"Got a bit of a paper cut?" Jameson smirked while glancing at her leg then to around the house.

"Shut the fuck up," Raphael growled while bringing Juniper into the kitchen. She huffed as he sat her right back onto the counter and brushed her skirt up a little to look at her bandages.

Jameson strolled in, Juniper couldn't help but notice that he wore the most god awful Hawaiian shirt she's ever seen.

"I'm Juniper, by the way." She leaned back on both hands as Raphael unwrapped the soiled bandages to replace them.

"Oh I know love, you're the talk of the berserker town. They fucking love you."

She glanced at her own mate in surprise, as if asking for confirmation.

His dark gaze met her own, to which he shrugged. "I let it slip when you were taken. Word gets around fast, small community and everything."

Juniper nodded slowly, "Do they know anything... else?"

"No." He assured her while grasping her face, shameless in front of his uncle while kissing her. "Nothing else. Just your name and that we're mates."

"But I've heard from a little birdie that there's more to the story," Jameson piped up to interrupt them.

Juniper glanced at him in annoyance, "I'm sorry is there a reason you showed up out of nowhere?"

"I want to see if I'm getting a great nephew anytime soon?"

The couple froze, Raph had just began cutting the wrap on her thigh.

Suddenly, Raphael snarled lowly. "What the fuck did you just say?"

Jameson raised his hands up, that same smug smile still on his face.

"Where do you think I've been these last few weeks?" he reached into his jacket and pulled out some photos. He threw them onto the counter.

Raphael immediately came to snatch them up, his eyes widening a fraction.

"You sent out a hit on that group of witches and warlocks, I went to check it out. You're welcome. Tracked down every last one of those cunts, they all squealed they're deepest darkest secrets. Including your girl- having a bouncing baby boy. I put two and two together, son."

Pinching the bridge of her nose, Juniper thought this over. How loyal was Jameson to Raphael? She would like to assume he was very loyal but it could be dangerous to assume.

Raphael was still staring at the photos of mutilated corpses, taking a deep breath.

"You did all this?" he asked quietly.

"I did indeed, needed to get a workout anyways. It's a wonder you didn't do it yourself- they were suttin' ducks. Then I realized you had your old lady to take care of."

Juniper furrowed her brow, "Who're you calling old?"

Raphael held up a finger to silence them both.

Setting down the pictures he turned to Jameson. "Thank you for this."

The older berserker grinned and nodded, holding out his arms as if it was a performance. "What can I say, I was feeling generous."

"Can you be serious for a second, Killer?" Raphael ran a hand through his hair while glaring at him.

Jameson frowned for the first time, shrugging. "I owe it to you. Haven't been around as much as I coulda' been. Figured I could help out the little bugger you'll be popping out soon."

"And..."

The older berserker rubbed the back of his neck, "...And I talked to a few friends about you showing up to a Legion banquet."

An audible gasp could be heard from Juniper who knew her mates skepticism of the Legion. Hell, everyone did.

"Now why the hell did you go and do that?"

"Well-" he paused. "It's a funny story really. There's this beautiful broad right, works for the vamps in the Legion. She goes on and on about how they kept trying to contact you. And naturally I said, oi thats my fucking nephew I'll get him there for you. It got me great sex and I do not regret the decision."

There was tense silence before Juniper snickered behind the two large men.

"Fair enough," she once again shoved herself down from the counter. "I feel like it's a fair trade."

Jameson quickly pointed to the woman, "See. She gets it."

Juniper wrapped her arms around the irritated male from behind. "It could be fun," she hummed while peering around his arm.

"See it could be fun!"

She sent an unamused look to the older man, before trying to salvage the mild peace.

"I could put on a nice dress..." she thought aloud. "We could get drunk... Jameson could fund it yeah?"

"As long as you fucking show up I don't give a shit."

Rolling her eyes she saw Raphael contemplating it.

"Would it be safe?" Her mate asked abruptly.

"I wouldn't let anything happen to you, you know that," Jameson waved him off.

Raphael snarled, "I wasn't asking for my sake."

Swiftly, his uncle nodded in understanding. "That courtesy extends to your dearly beloved, moron. Nothing will happen, I doubt the Legion would allow a smear on their reputation anyways. A shadow demon girl getting killed at a dinner would put a big damper on it."

Even if she didn't like the way he said it, Juniper did agree.

"Fine."

The other two grinned, the only one still annoyed with it was Raphael.

"Did I forget to mention its this Saturday?"

The couple both groaned in annoyance.

"Juniper's not even fully healed, you asshole."

"I'll be fine," she grumbled to herself while letting go of him to begin going upstairs.

"Where're you going?" Raphael asked almost whinily. She glanced back at him with a raised brow.

"You catch up and... do whatever it is you do. I'm going swimming."

Raphael groaned quietly at the thought, abruptly turning to his uncle.

"Please leave," he held his hands up to plead. Jameson balked.

"Fuck you! Maybe I want to swim as well huh?" He crossed his arms in anger.

Raphael grabbed a bottle of scotch, scowling at him.

"You're worried I'll eye up your girl huh?" Jameson suddenly wiggled his eyebrows.

"Yes! You're a creep who barters off his nephew to sleep with women so yes."

"I'm swimming in the damn pool."

Juniper trotted down in record time, a baby blue bikini barely covering her decency with strings. She didn't even glance at the two men while both watched her walk, mesmerized.

Raphael bit into his fist, not only at how fucking sexy his mate was but to stop himself from harming Jameson.

"Get out."

"Why so you can fuck in the pool?"

"Yes!" Raphael's voice rose impatiently. Jameson crossed his arms, nose upturned.

"No."

The younger man of the two threw his hands up frustratedly. The two bickered and before anyone knew it Jameson was smirking and strutting over to the pool in swim trunks he so conveniently keeps in his car.

Raphael had sunglasses on while begrudgingly joining them in swim shorts. Juniper peaked over the book she was reading while lying in a float, openly checking him out.

"Hope you don't mind me taking a dip, love," Jameson chuckled.

Juniper smirked behind her book, the old man was growing on her. "Not at all. Especially since Raphael was so eager to have you."

Raphael glared at her, sitting on the edge of the pool and finally taking a moment to rest from the copious amount of work he's been doing.

Bear came and plopped himself right next to him, scratching at the cone on his head.

"You got a fuckin' dog!" Jameson's jaw dropped. "Your OCD ass got an actual pet?"

Raphael openly ignored him.

"Mhm," Juniper flipped her page. "Our next one is a cat."

"Keep telling yourself that baby."

Jameson spoke, mostly to himself since neither mates were interested in entertaining his invasive questions.

"Juniper," he piped up once again. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but ain't that a dirty book your reading there?"

Both men looked at the book she was reading, it was a black and white cover with the suggestive silhouette of a couple.

"Yes it is, Jameson," she didn't even glance up at them.

Immediately he glanced at his nephew, "Have you been neglecting this poor girl?"

The demoness stifled her giggles beyond her book, hearing her mate balk.

"I am the fuck not!"

"I'd like to hear Juniper's side," the instigator looked at the bluenette. He winked at her.

Snickering to herself, Juniper finally glanced at her mate who was unamused with his uncle. She decided to leave the teasing just between the two of them.

"He is not neglecting me, but thanks for the concern."

"Only the best for my new niece, eh?"

"Okay now you can actually get the fuck out of my house," Raphael growled and finally Jameson relented.

"I'll see you at the banquet love! Pleasure meeting you in the flesh!"

She waved off the older berserker and waited for Raphael to come back to her side. When she had floated nearby he came back just in time to keep her docked near him.

Swiftly, he snatched the book before she could even react.

"Hey!"

"Dominik swoops down to press the kiss of a lifetime to Bonnie's lips. He can't get enough of her. Their bodies crashed together- what the hell is this shit you read Juniper?"

"Porn you doofus," she snatched it back protectively.

"You don't need porn, you have me!"

"I refuse to stop reading these books!"

"What could you possibly get from that book that you don't get from me?" he rose a brow at her as if he couldn't believe her.

Juniper gave him a look of unamusement.

"I vividly remember you not fucking me earlier?" She licked her finger to turn the next page. "Dominik is fucking the shit out of Bonnie on page 125."

Looking up at the sky, as if to ask why god, Raphael groaned.

"When you're healed, I will fuck you for hours if it makes you drop this conversation right now."

She snorted quietly, Raphael having been smirking himself.

"Okay but you'll be on a timer."

"Deal," they both shook hands. Juniper yanked her mate into the pool, she was suspicious that he allowed her too since she was much too weak to move him. Her suspicions were confirmed when he proceeded to yank her in as well.

Gripping the book and literally throwing it away, her protests were muffled with Raphael's greedy kisses.

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fun fact dominik and bonnie is a mafia romance i have in my notes LMAO thought i'd put a little easter egg in there

another fun fact Killer is inspired by Karl Urban and his character Butcher from The Boys go check it out if u need a new show :)