Page 3 of Shifters Unifying
Let me.His voice rumbled through my head.Be a good girl and let me.
Desire tripped down my spine and pooled between my legs.Shit.
I took another step back. The only way we were going to accomplish anything useful would be with space between us. Logan sighed and turned back to Jasper and Olivia.
“Who called the meeting?” he asked again.
“Torbin,” Olivia answered Logan. Her gaze flicked toward me, and she tipped her head as she studied me. “Torbin summoned the alphas to a new Gathering Place at the edge of Bear Trees.”
“Bear Trees?” I echoed.
“That’s the name of their territory and their clan.” Olivia leaned toward me and lowered her voice. “You have to go there before you can do anything else.”
My face scrunched. My mom had to be worried to death. She loved me as much as if she’d given birth to me. “Now? I have to go therenow? What about my mom? I’ve got to get back to Willow Creek.”
Olivia shook her head. “No can do. You’re the declared multimorph, so your presence is necessary, and it’ll take over an hour to get over there. It might be a good time to suggest a way to beat Acheron, and we don’t want to keep the others waiting.” She paused. “If you have any good ideas, it’d be a great time to bring them.”
“I hope ye have a good idea, lass,” Jasper added. “We need one.”
“Always comes back to that, doesn’t it?” I sighed, dropping my arms. “Unavoidable destiny. You know, if you’d told me six months ago that I’d have abandoned my practice in favor of this,” I gestured to the surrounding house, “I’d have told you to take a piss test for drugs.”
Logan said nothing, but the muscles in his jaw worked.
“I better get dressed,” I said.
“Modesty has no place among shifters,” Logan said, and he raked his smoldering gaze over me, setting my skin on fire.
I shot him a dark look and waved toward his already hard dick. “Well, I’ve got to do something about my being naked, or I’m going to have to do something about that.”
Jasper’s belly laugh ricochetted throughout the first floor of the alpha’s house. “Aye, she’s got ye there, lad. She’s got ye there.”
Logan stepped toward me and grabbed his dick. “Youshoulddo something about this. You are my mate.”
I caught my bottom lip between my teeth and dragged a breath in.
A buzz began in my ears, and his desire poured through our bond, fanning the flames of my own. I couldn’t think about anything but the feel of him inside me. Best lay of my life for the rest of my life, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life in our bedroom.
“Emma,” he growled. Every muscle in his body seemed to clench, as though he could hear my thoughts.
“We’ll be downstairs.” Olivia’s eyes twinkled, and she winked at me. “But you only get fifteen minutes to shower and get dressed and whatever else you’re going to do.”
“I can do a lot in fifteen minutes,” Logan muttered, moving toward the master bathroom. “Then we can shower and get ready, but not until I say so. I’m going to fuck you right.”
A shiver rolled through me, and his commanding tone threatened to buckle. Jasper hadn’t been kidding when he’d warned me about desire and fated mates. My thighs slicked against each other as I hurried after him.
But Olivia jogged around me and caught Logan’s wrist. “On second thought, you come with me, and I’ll show you where we found the formerly invisible encampment. We’ve got maps out on your desk, and we have a little construction company business to address.” She gestured for him to go ahead of her down the corridor toward the study.
“I will not,” he said.
“We don’t have time for you to get lost in the bedroom again,” she countered with a glare for Logan and another for me.
Logan’s shoulders drooped, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he trudged out with his metaphorical tail tucked between his legs. Regrettably.
It took a helluva lot to not run after him and drag him back to our shared lair.
However, I was in and out of the shower in ten minutes, dressed in a cropped top and black pants in another five. I tossed a few things in a bag I found on the floor of Logan’s closet and slung it over my shoulder. When I padded down the hallway, low voices still emanated from the study. Logan sat behind his desk, clothed in a t-shirt, jeans and sneakers, while Olivia and Jasper studied a map on a laptop screen.
Olivia glanced up as I entered. She swiped my cell phone from the surface of the desk and handed it to me. “All charged and ready to go. Good to see you dressed.”
