Page 110 of Love Bites

My sisters and I didn’t know enough about the other kinds of magical beings to consider that wolf shifters might bite their mates too.

“Wolves do that. The public claiming thing is big for them,” he said, his lips brushing my ear.

“She’s going to be pissed at him.”

“It only gets worse from there, so something tells me she’s going to be pissed at him often.”

“Almost like I am at you?” I nudged his abdomen with my elbow, a little playfully.

“Nah, you only pretend to be angry at me these days to get me hard.”

“Oh, do I?”

“Yup.” He kissed me, pulling me against him so I could feel his erection. “And it works.”

I laughed, and he kissed me again, a little longer.

“If that was one of her sisters, I’m going to kill you,” Talon grumbled, smacking Damian on the shoulder good-naturedly. “I still need a siren.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Damian said with a shrug. “But if you need the rest of us to help, you know we’ve got your back.”

“It’s not something you bastards can help with. It has to be a siren. An unmated one.”

“Well, if we had any unmated sirens—which we still don’t—we wouldn’t justgive them out, remember? They would be people, with feelings. And a lack of desire to be handed to a large, terrifying dragon shifter,” I said.

Talon cracked a reluctant grin. “I’ll take the compliment, at least.”

“Don’t go smiling at my female,” Damian chided, though his expression told me he knew we weren’t flirting.

The four of us made our way through the rest of the crowd when there was enough space to get out.

“We’ll have to call a meeting in a few days, after Porter has some time to settle things with the pack,” Damian said as we went.

The other guys agreed, and after tradinggoodbyes, we headed back to our wing of the Manor with our vampy entourage.

Damian captured my hand, slipping his fingers between mine. Something about it felt ridiculously right.

“I hope Izzy’s okay,” I said, and he squeezed my hand.

“Porter won’t hurt her.”

I smiled. “I’m more worried thatshe’llhurthim. But she needs people more than she realizes.”

“One thing the wolves aren’t lacking is people. And physical contact.”

I laughed. “They’re going to drive her crazy. But maybe it’ll be good for her.”

“Here’s hoping.”

Damian pulled me closer as Egan and the rest of our guards headed off in their own directions. My sisters were waiting just beyond the security gate, and descended immediately.

After I explained—in bloody, gruesome detail—everything that happened, they were satisfied.

A little sad, and just as shocked as I’d been about Izzy being bitten by her arranged mate in front of his new pack, but satisfied.

We all headed to the dining room, but Damian and I hung at the back of the crowd.

“I never taught you about your second job,” he remarked.

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