I crave her scent. I can’t stay away.
Nothing can keep me from claiming the new waitress at the diner.
Except for her other mate, the scent match I didn’t know existed.
He’s a stranger to me and our pack, but now we must work together.
Two mates for our female.
Our mate is human, untouched. She doesn’t know about our kind.
We must convince her to accept not one, but two mates.
Two cowboys in her bed. Two dominant wolves to protect her.
And my scent match’s wolf is turning feral with need.
We touch our mate. We can’t get enough.
We need to claim her and mark her as ours before his wolf goes mad.
She’s a virgin, so we have to be careful—shifters can be rough.
And we’re not the only ones who want her—she’s being hunted by another male.
But I will protect her if it’s the last thing I do.
Even if it means keeping her from her other mate.
BONUS EPILOGUE
NASH
“Hey come in here and say hi to the Wolf Ranch pack.” Shelby beckoned me into Gibson’s office where she had a laptop open and a video call going to Rob West’s place.
We were at her cabin for Thanksgiving and it was all-out mayhem with an open house for the Two Marks pack members all day, to be followed by a family dinner later on.
Cord, Rachel and I were honored to be invited to both, along with Caitlyn, Wade and Landry. The nine of us became friends in the past weeks and we were basically considered pack royalty now, as we represented the future of our species. True matings were becoming unusual and true triad matings even more special and revered by all.
And as for matings, Harlan and Shelby’s mom have been circling each other with interest since they met a few weeks back. In fact, I heard him ask if she planned to come to the full moon run next week. I wouldn’t be surprised if they hooked up afterwards.
“Nash! There’s the traitor now.” My best friend Rand said good-naturedly, tipping a beer at me through the screen. Natalie, his mate, was tucked up under his arm practically glowing with happiness. I looked at the familiar surroundings of my former alpha’s home with a twinge of homesickness.
“Aw, I miss you, buddy.” I did. Rand and I had been best friends since childhood and we’d run a construction company together until I caught my mate’s scent here in West Springs and immediately abandoned him. No notice. No warning.
“Miss you, too, asshole,” he said. “How’s work there?”
“It’s plentiful. All good, other than missing your ugly face every day. But I get to go home at night to Rachel, so there’s no place I’d rather be.”
“I get it,” he said, then kissed Natalie’s temple. “Where is that mate of yours? I haven’t even seen her yet. Not even a damn picture.”
Rachel and Cord picked that moment to peer into the office, as if they knew it was time for introductions.
“Here they are,” I said. “This is Cord, my scent match, and Rachel, our beautiful mate.” I waved at the screen. “This is Rand and his mate, Natalie.”
“Rand was your business partner with your construction company,” Rachel said, doing that thing she’s so good at–keeping track of the things that matter to me.
“Yes.”
“We plan to come meet you all in person in the spring,” Cord said. “Of course, we want to know Nash’s former pack.”
Rand mimed a dagger in his chest. “Former pack. Ouch.”
“Oh, get over it,” Shelby chided, reappearing in the office with Marne in tow. “We still love you all.”
The Wolf brothers–Rob, Boyd and Colton crowded into the screen. “Hey, guys. Happy Thanksgiving.”
A sense of warmth filled my chest looking at my former pack brothers. No, I wasn’t homesick. I knew I was right where I belonged. But my love and gratitude for the pack that raised me would always be there.
“Happy Thanksgiving,” we chorused back, waving into the screen.
I turned to kiss my mate because she was the origin of this feeling of rightness that went soul-deep.
She was my anchor. My home. My everything.
Cord and I shared a smile over the top of her head and in it, I saw his agreement.
We both had everything.
The three of us. Together.
We were thankful every day.
