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I cleared my throat and began to speak. “I didn’t become a shifter, I was one the entire time. It wasn’t until I found my mate that I found my wolf.” I explained a bit more about the story, about how suddenly the shift had happened, how I felt like I’d known my wolf my entire life even though I’d only recently found out about her. Looking out over the crowd, I saw that while some of them believed me, many were still skeptical.
“That is the biggest load of bullshit I’ve ever heard,” Trish snarled. “True love brought your wolf back? I don’t think so.”
“We’re not just going to let you put a spell on our pack, bitch!” Tara called.
I let out a sigh. I didn’t expect anyone to believe me, I knew it was a crazy story, but it wasmystory. There was no way toconvey the truth in a way that would prove I wasn’t lying to them.
“Whatever you believe about me,” I said, speaking up so that crowd could hear me, “I know I’ll need to work my ass off to earn your trust, but I’m more than willing to do it.”
“You’ll crash and burn,” Samson told me. “You’re the last person in the pack who should be Alpha.”
His words stung, but I tried to force them off me. I couldn’t appear weak to the pack. “You’re entitled to your opinion,” I told him, “but I believe that we can move past our differences and forge a path forward, for ourselves and for the pack.”
Neither Harlon, Samson, nor the Terrible T’s seemed to have a response to that, so I went on.
“Troy Redwolf is no longer a threat to you all; I’m making sure that you won’t ever need to fear him or me killing someone you love just because they looked at him the wrong way. I believe that with a bit of effort, we can restore the land to its natural beauty.” And, because I was feeling a bit cheeky, I told them, “I’m not going anywhere anytime soon, so you might as well start accepting that.”
That was it. That was enough. They could accept that or leave it, I no longer cared. I walked away, eager to get out of the limelight, but as I forced myself to pass Harlon and Samson, I heard in a whisper, “You better watch your back,and enjoy the position for as long as you still have it. Because your time in this pack won’t last much longer.”
I wished later that I had glared at them or that I had slapped them in response, but their threatening tone took me back againto those dark moments of my childhood. All I could do was pick up my pace.
57
NIGHT
Iarrived back on the Kings compound the night before the Alpha ceremony. I had been planning to return tomorrow, but I couldn’t stay away from Bryn for even one more day. I burst into the cabin, eager to find her, and followed her scent to the kitchen where she was washing dishes. She wore one of my old shirts and nothing else. Just the way I liked.
“Night,” she said as I pulled her away from the sink and into my arms. My name was the only word she could get out before I covered her mouth with mine. I pressed her back to the counter beside the sink, and she pushed her wet, sudsy hands up my shirt, running them over my chest. I didn’t care about getting a little wet as long as I could return the favor.
She reached down between us to stroke the growing tent in my jeans, and I growled low into her mouth. Bryn knew exactly what to do to drive me insane. She surprised me, suddenly turning and pushing me into the counter. She lowered herself in front of me, grinning as her eyes glowed like sapphires. She freed my cock with just a few deft movements of her fingers, and took me firmly in her hands.
I groaned as she stroked my length with both hands, those damned gorgeous eyes watching every twinge of pleasure that passed over my face. In another second, I was in her mouth. I groaned as her tongue circled the tip of my cock a second, third, fourth time, before she took me into her mouth.
I ran my tongue over my lips and leaned back to look at the ceiling. One of my hands gripped the edge of the counter, the other went to her thick hair. I pulled her messy bun free and ran my fingers through the silken locks. She released my dick with a littlepop, and then ran her tongue slowly back and forth over it.
“Damn…Bryn,” I whispered. “Damn…”
She lapped up each bead of precum. When she got down to my balls, sucking them into her mouth, I was so surprised that the granite cracked beneath my hand. The sudden sound of it caused her to pull back, and we both looked at the countertop like a pair of pups who would be punished for the damage.
But then it hit us that this was now Bryn’s home, and we began to laugh.
“Too much?” she asked.
“Maybe,” I said, helping her up, “but I hope you don’t think that was the end of it.”
Amusement and lust darkened her eyes. “I hoped it wouldn’t be.”
I lifted her up so she was sitting on the counter. She pulled off her shirt and tossed it over my shoulder. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in close, bringing me flush with her erect nipples. Our kisses were ravenous, and she spread her legs so I could fit between them. I slid my dick back and forthover her clit, which confirmed what I already knew—while she had been giving me the head of my life, she had been touching herself, too.
Such a good girl.
Sliding into Bryn was like finding my way home. She was so familiar, so soft, so perfect. I had no idea how I’d survived even a day without her. My hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer and pushing me in deeper. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I slipped my mouth down her jaw to her throat, where I nibbled at her mark.
“Night, I love you,” she panted as I thrust into her.
“I love you, too.” I let my fingers rub her clit. She must have been so, so close to her orgasm when I broke the granite countertop because it didn’t take much stroking to make her back arch into me. I watched the pleasure send her eyes rolling into the back of her head, and committed the memory of her mouth in that perfect “O” to memory.
As she came back to me, she gazed at me through hooded, teary eyes. “D-don’t ever leave me again,” she said.
