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Moonlight Shifters

Enticed by the Moon

With an evil, virus-infected werewolf/panther on the loose, twins
Ryken and Luken McCree are sent to collect and protect the

enticing Tabitha Burns, the best friend of their alpha leader's
mate. But bringing Tabitha back to McCarthy Ranch in one piece
may prove to be more of a challenge than expected.

Sexual chemistry blazes hot enough to bring the three of them to
the gates of blissful pleasure, but secrets are soon revealed that

could change everything between them.

As lust and passion soar high, precious time is quickly running out.

With a snarling evil close at their heels, and the approaching pull
of the full moon clawing at their backs, everything they desire

could lead to the destruction of all they hold dear.

Genre: Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Paranormal,
Vampires/Werewolves
Length: 64,424 words

ENTICED BY THE MOON

Moonlight Shifters 3

Morgan Fox

MENAGE AMOUR

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ENTICED BY THE MOON

Moonlight Shifters 3

MORGAN FOX

Chapter One

Ryken stepped off the curb, staring up at the golden light shining

through the third-floor window of the apartment building. The
Romanesque architecture was something to be respected and admired,
which he did. The sight he beheld was more traditionally found in
England with its semicircular window arches accompanied by pointed
arches located symmetrically on both peaks of the roof.

Two enormous vertical towers located on both sides of the main

building were bridged by a shorter, broader tower, which supported a
stone, vaulted ceiling.

The mystical energy radiating out from the dark gray, aged façade

made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. The towering,
gothic apartment building had way too much character to be stuck in
the middle of Podunk nowhere.

As much as he admired such fine craftsmanship, he had no plans

of living in a place so eerie and cold. He preferred the warmth of
Texas and the open land he called home.

Now, what did that say about Tabitha Burns?
He and his twin brother Luken had traveled all day and night to

get here, and never once gave thought to how they would approach
her. Tabitha was Brie’s best friend, and from what they could gather,

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she knew absolutely nothing about their kind. She was a virgin, in
many regards, and one they were told to take extra special care of.

Blood drained straight to Ryken’s cock as he thought of the

delicious ways he would take extra special care of sweet little
Tabitha. He didn’t even know what the woman looked like, but if she
was friends with Brie, who he found a beautiful sight, she, too, had to
be a gorgeous woman. But damn it if he hadn’t been given strict
instructions to keep his paws and any sexual urges he had to himself.

Too late, he thought with a groan.
Sebastian should have just requested he cut off his own dick. That

might have been easier to manage.

Ryken hadn’t been this far from McCarthy Ranch for nearly five

years. The same held true for Luken. Everything they needed was
located in east Texas—everything except the warm body of a luscious
woman. Neither he nor Luken had found a woman to call their own
for quite some time. The absence of sex was not hard to miss when
they were able to run and hunt on McCarthy land, but now they were
forced away from their sanctuary. And sex was all Ryken could think
about. If he knew his twin at all, and he knew him almost as well as
he knew himself, he, too, was thinking about finding a warm body to
sink his cock into.

Ryken had always fancied brunettes with big, round breasts that

would practically suffocate him when lying between them whereas
Luken liked blondes with breasts that fit perfectly in the palm of his
hands. But both agreed that a woman should have round hips, long
legs, and a pussy so delectable they could dine for days on end.

Ryken groaned, shifting positions to avoid the throbbing in his

cock. Damn, he hated being alone with his thoughts, hated being
away from his home. Shit, why did his thoughts always seem to stray
to the place between a woman’s thighs? A place he’d gladly like to
find his cock buried and wet—soon.

The night air nipped at his heels as he strode across the street. The

glowing lamps overhead offered a dreary yellow tint that did nothing

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but enhance the eeriness of the dark, old building. Ryken had no idea
what Tabitha looked like. He only knew a basic detailing of the
woman—average height and build. That was it.

Getting a description from Sebastian and Jonah McCarthy had

been like pulling teeth. They were so busy trying to find time to make
love to their mate, Brie Ferguson—soon to be Brie McCarthy. They
hadn’t had time to offer much more than an address and limited
physical description.

Thanks to Sebastian’s mate, he had been miraculously cured of a

serious illness, the main reason that both Ryken and Luken were now
in search of Brie’s best friend. They received word from Dr. Megan
Shaw’s colleague, Dr. Zane McCoskey, that Mason Levi, a brutal
serial killer and were-creature, was planning to kill Tabitha if the
McCarthy brothers didn’t surrender Brie to him.

Somehow, word had gotten around that Brie Ferguson was

special. Special how, he didn’t exactly know, and right now he didn’t
care. What he cared about was completing their mission to rescue
Tabitha Burns.

Tabitha was unknowingly in danger, so they’d been dispatched to

retrieve her. But not wanting to alarm her to the dangers she might
soon face, thanks to Mason and his potential goon squad, Brie hadn’t
called to notify her of the twins’ arrival. By not calling Tabitha, Brie
was unable to convince her that neither he nor Luken meant her harm,
and that little issue was going to be the fun part of this adventure.

Not even a week ago, Sebastian had been infected by Mason Levi,

a werewolf-panther. A “wolanther” as Ryken liked to refer to
Mason—an anomaly among the were-kind. A brief moment of
contact with an infected lycan, or were-animal, where the skin is
broken and the virus would soon ravage the host’s body, making their
thoughts no longer their own…turning them into the perfect killing
machine.

The infected lycan would develop an increased sense of smell and

strength, also the ability to mask their own scent, making them

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undetectable by others of their kind. This was a dangerous virus that
mutated the DNA of the were-host, turning them into a brutal killer—
a ruthless serial murderer with no conscience.

Getting Tabitha and taking her to McCarthy Ranch was their main

focus and mission. Good thing Ryken and Luken were werewolves,
and once they found her scent they could sniff her out at any time,
keeping her under their watchful gaze. Learning her scent was the
challenge. They’d simply wait until morning and see who emerged
from the building, and hopefully that meant identifying an average-
looking woman with an average build.

Yep, a perfect fucking plan and a big waste of time.
Thankfully, the weather hadn’t turned cold and brutal just yet. The

fall season was in full swing. Days varied this time of year, some days
warm, and some cool. Today was a warm day, but even so it wouldn’t
really matter. As lycans they could regulate their body temperatures
and withstand the brutal cold and winds of the season, which came in
handy on nights like this where they found themselves lurking outside
at all hours of the night.

Luken stood beside him, his hands on his hips in an annoyed

stance. “So any idea how we’re going to approach our average-
looking woman in the morning?”

Ryken snickered, glancing down at his brother, whose bulge in his

pants was nearly as impressive as his own. At least he knew he wasn’t
the only one affected by thoughts of sex. “Maybe you could walk up
to her and show her the imposing size of your cock and see if she’s
willing to play nice.”

Luken inclined his head towards his brother, eyes piercing. He

growled, “You’re such a dumbass. Why does everything have to
revolve around our cocks?”

Ryken shrugged, glancing down at his own engorged region. “It

just does. Besides, it’s still worth a shot. I’m fucking horny and if
she’s willing—” His brows raised up and down repeatedly.

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Luken released a heavy sigh. Glaring, he said, “Sebastian would

see you neutered, and you know it. Seriously, what’s the plan?
Waiting for an average woman to emerge from an apartment building
filled with other average-looking people really isn’t what I call a
smart use of our time. Couldn’t we try to call Sebastian or Jonah
again? Maybe even Brie? See if maybe they can stop fucking one
another long enough to give us an apartment number?”

Ryken chuckled, and then said, “Too bad that information was

withheld…the way they made it seem, she lived in a house, not an
apartment building.”

“Right,” Luken agreed, glancing down at his wristwatch. “Well,

it’s nearly nine in the morning in Texas.” Luken dug the phone out of
his jeans pocket and handed the cell phone to him. “Call Sebastian
and ask him for the apartment number. I’m not standing out here all
night long.”

Grunting, he argued, “Why do I have to call him?”
His brother stared at him dismissively and then said dryly,

“Because you’re the dumbass who didn’t press the matter when we
were back in Texas—you fucked up so you fix it.” Luken smiled,
waving the cell phone inches from Ryken’s face.

He snatched the cell phone from his brother’s hand. He couldn’t

argue with that. He really was lousy at follow-through. “And you say
I’m a dick.” He dialed the number, pressing hard on the keys, as if
trying to press his finger right through the phone.

Sebastian immediately answered, “This better be important,

asshole. You could’ve woken Brie.” Sebastian’s rumbling voice put
him instantly on guard.

“Sorry, jackass, but you didn’t give us Tabitha’s apartment

number, and we’re standing in front of the building like a pair of
fucking stalkers.” Brows furrowed, he asked, “And wait, how did you
know it was me and not Luken?” His alpha seemed to call him
asshole like it was an endearing pet name.

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A gruff sigh exploded through the receiver just before Sebastian

said, “I didn’t and there’s no apartment number. The address I gave
you was for her office building. She’s an investment partner for
several local apartment buildings outside of Seattle.” His voice
deepened into a hushed whisper. He growled. “Ryken, do you
honestly try to piss me off, testing my patience, or do you come off as
an idiot naturally? To me, anyone disturbing my time with my mate is
an asshole.”

Ryken closed the phone, not bothering to wait for any further shit

to erupt from his alpha’s mouth.

More than a month ago he’d made the mistake of attacking Brie in

the woods at McCarthy Ranch. He didn’t know she belonged to
Sebastian or Jonah. To him, she was an intruder, one he was taking to
his brother Luken for questioning. That was until Sebastian and Jonah
showed up to kick his ass.

To this day, Sebastian hadn’t forgiven him, and they constantly

battled for show of dominance. Ryken wasn’t looking to be pack
leader. He and Luken were still young in the eyes of the pack, but
strangely Sebastian didn’t seem to care.

Grumbling, he turned to face Luken. “I fucking hate that guy.”
A deep chuckle moved from Luken’s chest as he said, “Yes, and

I’m sure he thinks of you as a gem. Now, what did he say?”

“Besides saying that I’m an asshole and an idiot?” Ryken glared at

Luken with an arched brow. “Sebastian said this is her office building,
not her home” Ryken interposed as he glanced down at his watch
again. “It’s a little after seven and most people arrive at work around
eight, so we wait for the front office to open and then go ask for
Tabitha Burns.”

Luken nodded his head in agreement. He said, “At least Brie was

gracious enough to give us her last name. Without it, our chances of
finding her fast would quickly diminish.” Luken glanced around the
parking lot and at cars that lined the street in front of the building.
“Do you sense anything out of the ordinary?”

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“Like it would matter if Mason was here,” Ryken complained.
His sarcasm faded quickly as Luken met his gaze and growled.
Ryken responded, shaking his head, “No, I don’t see anyone

roaming around just yet. I hate that we can’t smell Mason’s kind.
Hate that the virus infecting him makes it impossible to know if he’s
even two feet away from us. It’s frustrating, is all.”

Luken’s tone grew serious. “I know what you mean. I only hope

that Dr. Shaw can figure out what the heck it is before we’re all
fucked six ways to Sunday.”

Like ants to a mound, the morning rush began. Several cars pulled

into the parking lot, while several cars left. A short woman in her
early twenties opened the front doors to the main office. Black hair
molded around her round face in a tight bob that made her look even
younger. Wide, bright eyes beamed, making her appear way too
awake for such an early hour.

Luken walked up to the two large glass doors and pulled them

open with determination. The lobby was as gothic in appearance as
the building itself. Dark, gray walls and matching curtains, black-and-
white marbled flooring. The young woman’s desk sat off to the far
left of the main doors.

Her eyes widened even more as both he and Luken approached

her. As he inhaled, the scent of her nervousness flooded his nostrils. It
probably didn’t help that both he and his brother were over six feet
tall, with broad shoulders that framed a well-sculpted set of muscles
in the arms and chest. His hair had been pulled back into a ponytail at
the nape of his neck, while Luken’s golden hair—longer than most
women’s—hung loosely around his shoulders and down to his waist.
Ryken inhaled again as he reached the side of her desk, her eyes fixed
on his. She was not only nervous, but also slightly aroused. Good,
he’d use that tidbit of information to his advantage if needed.

“Good morning.” He purred, doing his best to sound persuasively

charming. He glanced at the name badge on her chest, before saying,
“Debra.”

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Luken was known for his finesse with women. A smooth talker,

easy to open up to and be around. On the other hand, Ryken, a more
robust flirter, enjoyed the rush of blood that rose to a woman’s cheeks
as he spoke to her in naughty, inappropriate ways. Whispering things
she’d dare not repeat to anyone else.

But sadly, Ryken couldn’t use those tactics now. He had to behave

himself, something that was a serious challenge.

Clearing her throat, she asked, “May I help you?” She spoke in a

timid voice, no louder than a whisper.

“I certainly hope so,” Ryken said, leaning against the side of her

desk.

His arms folded over his chest, accentuating the muscles of his

biceps. A deliberate tactic Ryken used to get her distracted and more
compliant.

Damn, he liked this game. He loved toying with ladies to see how

excited he could make them. He was not just a romancer, but a skilled
seducer.

Offering one of his devilish smiles, Ryken said, “A friend of ours

works here. We were hoping you could point us in the right direction
of finding her.”

She sucked in a sharp, audible breath as Ryken swung his

muscular leg around the corner of the desk and grazed the side of her
slender arm. Glancing down at his leg, she bit her bottom lip.

Eyes slowly rising to meet his gaze, she asked, “And who might

that be?”

“Tabitha Burns,” he responded, the deep timbre of his voice

growing deeper as he leaned closer towards her. Moving his hand to
his leg, his fingers grazed against her smooth, warm flesh.

The pulse in her neck throbbed quick and hard. He watched her as

she swallowed several times, before answering. “Actually, Tabitha
doesn’t work at this location. She works off-site, mostly from home or
on the road.” Debra narrowed her eyes. “How do you know Tabitha?”

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Ryken shared a crooked grin with his twin. I’m over this flirting

bullshit. “As I said, she’s a friend.”

Allow me, brother. Luken’s voice slammed into his head with the

confidence of a Casanova.

Dick…
Luken rounded the other side of the desk and placed his ass

against the hard wood edge. Assuming a similar pose as his brother,
he folded his arms over his chest. “What my dear brother is trying to
say is that we’ve just traveled all night to see Tabitha and we’d very
much like to know where we could find her.” He leaned forward, his
breath on her face. He twirled a loose strand of her silky hair between
his fingers and then finally tucked it

behind her ear. “Debra, would

you know where we might find her or when she might be available?”

A faint giggle rasped from her chest, followed by the batting of

dark lashes. A red wash of color flooded her cheeks. “Allow me to
make a few calls and I’ll see what I can do.”

“That would be so helpful,” he said with a wide, gleaming smile.

“Debra, you have the most beautiful eyes. Gray and gold, like the fog
moving in from the sea during sunset…Simply enchanting.”

A quick hand covered Ryken’s mouth, fighting back the roaring of

laughter that teased in his head. Suddenly, the need to throw up in his
mouth took over the need to laugh. His brother could pour it on thick
when needed. A tactic he was not fond of.

Debra picked up the phone and began dialing, Ryken’s eyes were

quick to capture the numbers and store them to memory. Ears honed
in, he listened, waiting to hear the recipient on the other end of the
line respond.

“Tabitha Burns’s office, how may I help you?”
“Rachel, this is Debra over at the Majestic Towers. Do you know

which facility Ms. Burns will be visiting today?”

“Oh, hi, Debra. Actually, that’s funny you should call. She

planned to be at your location this morning. In fact, I’m sure she
might already be there. Have you checked her on-site office?”

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A nervous flutter rasped from Debra’s throat. “No, I was the first

to open up this morning, so I assumed no one had come in.”

A warm smile filled the other woman’s voice. “You know

Tabitha. She never sleeps. I bet she’s been there for hours already.”

“Thanks, Rachel. I’ll check. Have a great day.”
“You too.”
Debra hung up the phone and grinned up at Luken. “This might be

your lucky day, gentlemen. It would appear that Ms. Burns may
already be on-site.”

“How wonderful,” Luken exclaimed. “Could you point us in the

right direction?” He and Ryken hopped off the desk and stood like
warriors on either side of her.

She glanced from one to the other, swallowing nervously. Locking

gazes with Luken, she said, “Oh, no, I don’t think I’m allowed to do
that. No one, other than employees, is supposed to wander the office
without a chaperone. I could get fired for letting you.”

Luken spun Debra’s chair, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her

to her feet, his movements quick and determined. “I would never want
to see you in trouble, Debra.” He dipped his mouth to hers and took
her lips in a heated kiss. Playing with her mouth the same way he was
playing with her emotions, using the lycans’ sexual prowess to his
advantage. Not that he was taking advantage of the young girl, clearly
she was enjoying the kiss as much as Luken, but they needed answers
and they needed them now. This was why Luken was a better
Casanova then he was. Ryken wouldn’t have wasted his time kissing
a woman he wasn’t going to fuck. He would have climbed up the wall
to the next floor and charged up and down the halls until he found
Tabitha.

Luken eased back from the kiss, Debra’s eyes still closed, her lips

slightly parted. “Would you make an exception for us? Just this
once?” Again he kissed her, caressing her lips with his tongue, his
fingers trolling around her shoulders, back, then dipping into her hair.

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Ryken’s brow furrowed as he watched his brother make love to

the sweet woman’s mouth. It had been ages since he’d kissed a
woman. Feeling a tad bit envious, Ryken cleared his throat, wanting
the display of affection to end—and soon.

Debra’s cheeks reddened. Breaking the kiss, she said, “Yes, just

this once. After all, you are friends of hers, right?” She licked her lips,
staring up at Luken, who was looking back at her with a deep longing.

“Exactly,” he said, stroking his thumb over her swollen bottom

lip.

“Tabitha’s office is on the third floor, office number three-thirty-

three.”

Rounding the table, Ryken headed for the main elevators, but then

turned to see Debra staring after Luken with fevered interest, as he
acknowledged her. “Thank you, Debra. We appreciate your help.”

“Yes, more than you know,” Luken responded with a wink of his

eye.

Ryken pushed the button and the elevator doors opened

immediately, allowing the twins to step inside. A sudden wave of
nerves surged to Ryken’s stomach as the scent of something
seductively alarming filled his nose. His heart began beating a
hundred miles an hour, and his mind raced with thoughts—thoughts
of a mate yearning for his touch, craving him with fevered passions.

“Oh, shit,” Ryken muttered, holding his head in his hands.
“What is it?” Luken asked, holding onto his brother’s shoulder.
Groaning, sweat pouring from his brow, he removed his hands

from his face and glanced at his reflection in the elevator doors. He
looked the same, but inside he knew he was different. He felt the
difference burning into his brain like the hot press of a branding iron.
He was so fucked. His mate was near—a mate he didn’t want.

Shaking off the mating instinct, he glanced at his brother’s wide-

eyed expression and simply said, “Nothing. I’m fine.” But he really
wasn’t fine. Ryken was forever changed and there was no real way to

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avoid the mating bond that was overpowering him. Nothing was ever
going to be the same for any of them.

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Chapter Two

Tabitha sat at her desk, trying her best to focus and concentrate,

entering data and checking reports. She frustratingly chewed on the
earpiece of her gold-and-brown Versace framed glasses that dangled
from the corner of her mouth. Another failed blind date had left her
beyond sexually unfulfilled and annoyed. She was done with dating.
If she could just soothe the ache in her pussy, she’d be all set.

Her gray suit jacket she’d worn when she’d first arrived at

Majestic Towers, before the sun even rose, was draped over the
armrest of the guest chair across from her desk. White stilettos lay to
the side of her executive chair.

She liked to work comfortably, found it unbearable to be wedged

in designer shoes and clothing when no one was around to appreciate
it. So she discarded what she could and got right to business. Working
to forget her disastrous date with a man who only wished to discuss
how great he was, as well as get some real work done, she grabbed
the first folder off the pile and began rifling through the papers.

Lately, she had to work longer hours because she felt distracted,

like something was clawing at the back of her mind, beckoning her to
do something. What that something was, she had no idea, but
something was calling to her—whispering words she couldn’t hear,
but knew were being spoken. Maybe it was a subconscious trick that
made her skin crawl like creeping and swarming insects. She felt like
the flesh of her body was tingling and stretching tight over her bones
as if someone were pressing against her, demanding attention.

Was it her intuition telling her to be careful, but of what? Was it

Brie that needed to heed caution?

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Chest full of anxiety and stress, she cursed under her breath,

wishing Brie had called her. Her last conversation with her best friend
had left her unsettled and unsatisfied.

Brie had managed to escape a serial killer’s clutches and went into

hiding with her coworkers, men Tabitha knew little to nothing about.
Brie kept a lot of things to herself these days, a private woman to the
core. A trait Tabitha shared with her best friend.

Still, she didn’t like that Brie felt she couldn’t share all the aspects

of her life with her. After all, it was Brie who made her open up about
her own mysterious and emotional past. Brie was the one who helped
strengthen her, guided and inspired her to keep fighting for what she
wanted.

Now that Tabitha had modicum of control over her own life, she

could be a little mothering and controlling from time to time, a fault
she had, but Brie had always managed to keep her in check. Brie had
been there for her when no one else was. She would never judge Brie
for the choices in her life. She would always be there as an advocate,
as Brie had been for her.

Ripping her from her wondering thoughts, the phone rang.

Glancing down at the caller ID, she sucked in a sharp breath.

Brie. I knew it. Something’s wrong. The strange feeling she was

having twisting her gut was, in fact, her intuition.

Grabbing the phone on the second ring, Tabitha blurted out,

“Please tell me you’re okay.”

“I’m okay,” Brie answered. The warmth of her voice moved

through the phone and instantly soothed her weary mind.

Sighing, she said, “Oh, God, I was so worried. I was actually

sitting here thinking about you and then the phone rings and it is you.
That was just a little weird, ya know?”

“Yes, I imagine it was. Why were you thinking about me in the

first place?”

Tabitha leaned back in her chair, the tension still riding high and

tight in her shoulders. “Well, last time we chatted, you were talking

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about the need for a security detail to follow your every move because
a certain murderous lunatic was still stalking you.”

“Right, that would make me a little worried and freaked out, too.”
“But you’re not?” As she said it she realized it was both a

question and a statement. Brie sounded too at peace to have a
murderer chasing after her. What the heck was going on with her? She
should be freaked out, stressed, in a state of panic—but she wasn’t.

“No, not really.” Brie’s voice was full of overpowering

confidence, and that worried Tabitha even more than it probably
should have. Brie was an undoubting woman, but with all that was
going on in her life, something was a little off. What did Brie know
that she wasn’t telling her? Is the little shit keeping secrets?

“And why is that?” The sternness in her voice might have been a

little harsher than she intended, but she didn’t let it faze her. She
needed to make a point.

Damn that mothering, controlling need of hers.
With a smile in her voice, Brie said, “Well, you could say it’s

because of the men protecting me…and also because I’m getting
married.”

“You’re what?” Tabitha stood abruptly, nearly knocking herself

over as her legs bumped both the desk and her chair, tilting her off
balance. She grabbed the desk for support and steadied herself.

Not missing a beat, Brie continued, “Getting married, silly. I’ve

found the completion of myself, a union for my soul, and I wanted to
call and tell you right away.” She radiated excitement and energy, but
then why did Tabitha feel like the world was crashing down around
her? Her heart squeezed in her chest, and her tummy did a somersault.

Shocked, she couldn’t speak, absorbing the nightmare that her

best friend was sharing with her. What the hell was she thinking? She
hadn’t even been dating anyone that she knew of, and now she was
getting married.

Keeping stride with her upbeat conversation, Brie added, “I want

you to come to east Texas and be a part of my wedding. The wedding

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is taking place at the end of this month at McCarthy Ranch and you
must be my maid of honor. Please tell me you’ll be my maid of honor,
Tabby.”

The line went silent as her brain slowly processed the words Brie

had spoken to her. Then, all at once her mind erupted into an all-
consuming need to convince her friend of the huge mistake she was
making. Women who rushed into marriage ended up shattered
carcasses of emotional garbage and divorced in record time. Surely,
her attorney of a best friend knew that. Brie was too intelligent to be
so imprudent.

Tabitha’s voice was sharp and to the point as she told her, “Brie, I

wish I could share your excitement, but I’m afraid I’m at a loss for
words. I didn’t even know you had a boyfriend, didn’t know you were
serious about anything other than your work, and being your best
friend and finding this out now is just unacceptable to me.”

Brie said, “I know, Tabby. I’m sorry for not sharing more with

you, but a lot has changed.” Brie exhaled. The air blew softly into the
receiver of the phone for Tabitha to hear. “A lot I wish to share with
you now.”

“Like what? Besides the fact that you just dropped the mother of

all bombshells on me—no wait, the mother of all bombshells would
be that you’re pregnant and getting married.”

The static on the line was so loud Tabitha felt it ringing in her ears

like a bullhorn blasting through the silence.

A ball of rage and disappointment dropped into the pit of her

tummy, bile rose into her throat, and she couldn’t breathe. What had
happened to her best friend?

“Holy. Fucking. Shit. Brie Ferguson! You are kidding me, right?

There is no way in all the heavens that you’re pregnant and only
getting married because you’re pregnant,” she spit out.

“No, of course not,” Brie snapped, sounding disgusted at Tabitha

for even thinking those thoughts out loud. “I was getting married
before I found out I was pregnant.”

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And that was her logical response? That was supposed to make

everything better? Tabitha felt sick, and her belly churned like
bubbling acid. She gripped hold of her stomach then grabbed the
armrest of the chair behind her to ease herself back down into a sitting
position. Her skin burned like she had a fever. Sweat trickled from her
brow, and leaked into her eyes.

Without warning, the door to her office opened and in strode two

of the sexiest, most dangerous-looking men she had ever seen. Her
fingers gripped the armrest tighter. Swallowing hard, her eyes drifted
over her unexpected visitors. Her visitors had golden blond hair and
piercing blue eyes. Both men looked breathtakingly, and unnaturally
sexy.

But who were these two men staring at her with such heated

expressions and why was her heart racing so fast she thought it was
trying to jump clear from her breast? Her pussy clenched with need
and awareness, like she was about to tear the clothes from her body
and spread her legs invitingly for these two men to savor.

Damn, she should have used her vibrator last night, should have

eased the burning in her pussy when she had the chance. More
importantly, she needed to get a hold of herself and fast, before her
body controlled what her brain obviously couldn’t.

“Tabitha Burns?” the man with his hair pulled back away from his

face asked in a voice so deep and husky that moisture pooled between
her legs.

Oh, shit! her mind roared. His voice was just as fuckable as his

body. Oh, dear God, I’m so screwed.

“Yes?” She tried to mask the fear in her voice with the look of

confidence, but her true emotions were present and accounted for. So
much for faking it.

“We need to speak with you,” the other stated. His voice was

smooth like butter and warm like hot maple syrup. Her toes curled
into the soft fabric of the carpeting and her legs began to shake. Her
nipples were so firm they could easily cut glass.

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Stuttering, she told her friend on the other end of the phone, “Brie,

I’ve got company.”

“Two very large, very sexy blond men?” Brie said.
Her pulse sped up. She gasped. “How did you know?”
With a giggle in her voice, she explained, “They’re friends of

mine, and they’ve come to see you safely to McCarthy Ranch.”

Grasping the phone tighter, Tabitha lowered her voice and asked

through gritted teeth, “What are you talking about?”

“Tabitha, these men are going to be part of my family, and I

thought it best that they aid you in your travels. McCarthy Ranch is
sort of tucked away in a cozy spot in east Texas, and no one knows
these lands better then Ryken and Luken.”

Narrowing her eyes, she called out, “Ryken?” The tall, brawny

man with his hair pulled back nodded his head and grinned.

Glancing at the other hulky male whose hair was flowing loosely

over his shoulders and down towards his waist, she said, “And
Luken?”

Oh, my…
Stunned by both of their charming smiles and sparkling, soft blue

eyes, she cradled the phone closer to her face, gripping it as if it were
a teleportation device that would beam her out of there and back into
the real world.

Pressing a forefinger and thumb to her temples, she breathed, “I

think I need to sit down.”

“You are sitting down,” both men answered in unison.
Glaring, she retorted, “Then maybe I need to lie down.” Rolling

her eyes at the sexy, golden he-men standing before her, she huffed
out a sigh.

“We can help you,” Luken said, rounding the desk.
With quick reflexes, she snatched up her shoe, gripped and held it,

heel pointed directly at him. She snarled, “Don’t even think about it,
pretty boy. You touch me and I’ll change your anatomy into that of a
woman.”

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Luken backed up, hands held up as he retreated back a few steps.

“Okay, princess. You win. We’ll just wait over here.”

“Brie, what the hell is going on?” Tabitha yelled.
“Tabby, please don’t panic. Everything will be fine. I was hoping

I would have a chance to talk with you before they arrived, but I
misjudged how long it would take them to get to you.”

“Why are they here at all? I’ve managed alone for thirty-two

years. I don’t need a babysitter now.” She groaned between clenched
teeth. “What’s the real story?” She knew there was something going
on, felt it like an electrical current running over the flesh of her body.
“Spill it.”

“I’m getting married, Tabby. I want you here and safe beside me

as I take my vows of marriage. Ryken and Luken are soon to be my
family, and they volunteered to escort you to McCarthy Ranch. By the
way, that’s going to be my new last name, McCarthy.”

Brie shared that information with her like that was supposed to

make everything better. Nope, it didn’t do a fucking thing. “Good for
you. I still don’t buy it. Something’s off about this entire thing. First, I
don’t hear from you for over a month, then I find out you’re being
hunted by a freaking murderer, and now you’re getting married and
you’re having some asshole’s baby.”

Ryken snickered, and she glared at him, heat and anger firing

from her eyes. “You think this is funny, Goldilocks? Well, it’s not
funny at all, and I’m not going anywhere with these two,” she yelled
into the phone. Then, she faced both Ryken and Luken, and in a tone
that screamed annoyance, she said, “So you can take your barbarian
twin asses out of my office now!”

“Tabby, please—” Brie was cut off before she could finish her

thought.

Oh, no she didn’t. Tabitha was not going to let Brie use that

sweet, innocent, lawyer shit on her. “Don’t ‘Tabby please’ me. I know
there’s something else going on, and I don’t have to do anything. If
you really are getting married, I don’t think I could be there anyway

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because I think your getting married is a mistake. No one smart gets
married after just meeting someone, and anyone can tell you that you
don’t marry an asshole just because his cock doesn’t shoot blanks.”
She slammed the phone down onto the receiver, and it sounded as if
the phone shattered on impact.

“I think I’m going to like her,” Ryken said with a smirk.
Tabitha rose to her feet, glaring at Ryken, one palm pressed firmly

to the dark brown wood of her desk, the other pointed towards the
door at their backs. “Now, you two, get the fuck out of my office.”

Grinning as if amused by her actions and unaffected by her words,

Ryken pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number and pressed the
phone to his ear. A moment later he spoke, and she knew she was in
big trouble.

Staring her down with mischievous eyes, he said, “Sebastian,

we’re taking matters into our own hands. No going easy with this one
I’m afraid. She’s a bit of a wildcat.” Ryken closed the cell phone and
slid it back into his pocket.

She gasped. “What the hell does that mean? Taking matters into

your own hands?”

Both Ryken and Luken exchanged knowing glances and edged

closer to her. She rounded the chair, placing it as a shield between her
and the two men. “I asked you two barbarian boneheads a question.
What the hell does that mean?”

Ryken’s grin looked forced as he approached her. His knees

bumped the front of her chair, and her heart stopped dead in her chest.
Leaning towards her, she could feel the heat of his body, the warmth
of his breath upon her face.

She was in more trouble than she’d ever been.
His eyes flashed with warning, a thickening haze of mystery and

sex. She swallowed hard, and her body quivered in response to his
nearness. Gazing into his darkening blue eyes, she wondered just who
this man was and why he affected her so. She was aroused by him and

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she wanted him in a way she hadn’t wanted another man. He brought
out primal urges in her—a raw hunger that frightened her.

She watched him inhale, his face so close he nuzzled her hair at

the crook of her neck. The deep timbre of his voice sent a chill down
her spine as he said, “I think we’re done with the question and answer
session, sweetheart. I think it’s time for you to just sit back and let us
do what we came here to do.”

Panic rose like a five-alarm fire in her gut. Rocketing herself out

of her sexual haze, she jolted back as if electrocuted. “Oh, my God, I
knew it. You’re too pretty to be normal. You’ve somehow taken Brie
prisoner and made her say those things to me, tried to have her
convince me to go with you so you could rape and murder me, too.”

Luken’s face scrunched up in confusion and wonder. “Seriously?

That’s what you think?” He shook his head and said, “Sweetheart,
you’ve been watching way too much television.”

“I don’t watch television and stop calling me sweetheart,” she

demanded. Then she realized that the chair no longer separated them
and she was well aware of just how close Ryken had gotten to her.
Her eyes rounded as she looked into his heated gaze. Her breath
caught in her throat as his hands clamped down on her arms, forcing
her back into her chair. “Sweetheart, sit back and shut up. This is
going to be a bumpy ride.” Ryken closed the last of the distance
between them and all hell broke loose.

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Chapter Three

The train car rattled and bucked as it charged down the tracks and

the trees whipped by at such quick speeds they were making her a
little sick. Experiencing some nausea might be good, considering she
was frustrated beyond measure. Her face was hot like fire, and she
breathed through her nostrils like a raging bull. That jackass Ryken
had subdued her and tied her up with little effort. Funny how she
could easily tear free of her bonds if she wanted to, but she didn’t.
Had he done that on purpose? She wasn’t sure, but she also wasn’t as
freaked out as she had been earlier. Now, a lingering curiosity made
her simply want to see how this all played out and then if they were
lucky, she would let then walk away with their lives.

The private car was frigid, not from temperature, but from the

wall of ice she erected around her heart. Getting close to her captors
at this point was not an option, other than to dig and pry for
information. She had an agenda, one she would follow to the letter.
Even if just the scent of them made her body sing like a canary and
forced her mind to walk on the naughty side.

Stop it, stop it right now. Think of Brie, you’re only here to save

Brie.

She glared over at her captor sitting directly across from her. “I

can’t believe you hit me, and then drugged me,” she snapped, turning
to stare out the window, arms folded defiantly over her chest.

Ryken snorted. “I can’t believe you’re such a bitch, but it was fun

telling the conductor what a sloppy drunk you are.” He winked at her.
“He suggested you ease up on the booze, sweetheart.”

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She rounded to face him, eyes heated with pure venom and hate.

“Right, I’m sure he did, and I’m also sure he considers your barbarian
ass the picture of a perfect gentleman.” She let out a sarcastic chuckle.

Stiffening, he told her, “I never said I was, but I do have to admit

that I’m amazed that someone as sweet, warm, and caring as Brie
would have a best friend like you. You’re nothing at all like her.”

She was stunned. For some reason his negative impression of her

troubled her straight to her soul. She should not care if he approved of
her or not, should not care if he liked her or not. She should only care
that they were taking her to Brie.

Straightening her spine, her voice just above a whisper, she said

sharply, “You don’t know a thing about me.”

Snickering, he rested his booted foot across his knee and flexed

his arms over his chest, biceps bulging. His crooked grin warmed her
straight to the spot between her legs that had been long neglected, but
was desperate for attention.

Oh, God, don’t look, don’t even think about it, she told herself.

He’s the enemy.

“Sweetheart, I’m afraid I know you better than you think. Women

like you are all the same—men haters to the core because you feel if
you put your trust in a man, you’ll lose a part of yourself. If you let a
man help you, it only makes you weaker. Well, precious, that’s a load
of bullshit.” The deep, brusque tone in his voice was angry and
loud—and wildly sexy.

Gasping, she thought she heard the hint of an animalistic growl

emerge from deep within his broad chest. A sound that should have
frightened her, but instead it excited her. Her pulse quickened.

“To you maybe, but I bet you’ve never once had to fight for what

you truly wanted, even the simplest of securities. Your good looks
and pretend charm have gotten you everything you’ve ever needed or
desired, hasn’t it? And I bet that as long as you don’t open your
mouth too long to put your foot in it, you get laid at the drop of a hat.”

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* * * *

He glared at her, hating that she struck a nerve. His home, his

clothing, everything he called his own he owed to his pack, to his
alpha, Sebastian McCarthy.

Staring into the eyes of a woman he should have claimed the

moment he’d seen her, he instantly hated her. He despised everything
she was, but at the same time, he wanted her more than he’d ever
wanted anything else in the entire world.

Groaning, he couldn’t get close to this woman. There was too

much danger involved. “You know nothing,” he growled.

“Just as you know nothing about me,” she angrily said.
He stood, brooding and pensive. He could do one of two things—

kiss the smartass vixen out of her and claim the woman he knew
belonged to him or leave her in the hands of his able brother. Luken
could calm her down and ease her into being a good little girl.

He chose the safer option. “I think its best we don’t speak to one

another.” He turned to exit the train car.

“I couldn’t agree more,” she acknowledged. Her tone might have

told him “get the fuck out,” but the energy she sent out to him said
otherwise. The attraction was mutual, and that made things a bit more
complicated for them both.

Gripping hold of the door, claws lengthening, digging into the

wood panel, he opened it. But just before he vanished, she begged,
“Wait, where are you going?”

Not bothering to face her, knowing his eyes glowed with a silvery

vengeance, he spoke over his shoulder. “What? You suddenly think I
can strike up a civilized conversation with you without insulting you,
or did you just want me to shut up so you could fuck me?”

Eyes wide, she gasped. “I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last

man on earth.”

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He could smell her lie a mile away. Growling, hating the need that

twisted and ate at his gut, he snapped, “Well, it’s a good damn thing
I’m not then, huh, sweetheart?”

The train car door slammed shut, just as Luken appeared at his

side.

“Trouble with the little lady, brother?”
He grumbled, “She’s all yours, Luken. Maybe she’ll be less of a

bitch to you than she is to me. For some reason I bring the hellcat out
of her, and I don’t have the patience to make nice with her.”

He brushed past Luken and headed for the dining car that was

loaded with gallons and gallons of alcohol. This wolf had plans of
getting good and drunk, then maybe even finding a faceless someone
to fuck the shit out of. As long as it wasn’t little Miss Pain In The
Ass.

* * * *

Luken opened the door and stepped inside the room. Tabitha

quickly brushed the fallen tears from her cheeks before he could
notice. Frustrated both sexually and emotionally, she had been greatly
affected by Ryken’s outburst, saddened at their abrupt separation. A
need to have him rush back to make amends with her was so fierce in
her mind and heart she almost couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think.
Traditionally, she liked conflict, enjoyed the rush of adrenaline she
got from it. But not resolving the conflict with Ryken before he
stormed away from her twisted inside her like a rusty knife.

Holy shit, she was losing her ever-loving mind. She wanted

distance between them, didn’t she? She didn’t even know him or care
about him, but if that were true, then why did she feel so lost the
moment Ryken had left the room?

Yep, she was truly out of her mind. The man was kidnapping her

and had most likely done something awful to Brie. Having concerned
feelings for a man in his position was not only dumb, but psychotic.

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Luken untied her bonds and then sat across from her, silent as a

church mouse. His eyes were the same steely blue as Ryken’s, the
resemblance uncanny. She took a moment to put her emotions in
check before she spoke.

“Did your brother send you here to babysit me?” Her voice shook

as she tried her best to sound sarcastic and annoyed. It wasn’t
working.

He frowned. “No, but I was coming to relieve him anyway. I

thought you might enjoy something to eat.”

He presented her with a brown paper bag, waving it slowly in

front of her. She hesitated to take it, but eventually did. She didn’t
have the same urge to be a bitch to him as she was to Ryken. Not to
mention, she was starving. Peering inside the bag, she found an apple,
banana, orange, sandwich, and a bottle of water. Holding the
sandwich wrapped in plastic, she arched her brow.

The corner of his mouth quirked. He shared, “Thinly sliced

turkey, American cheese, lettuce and tomato and mustard on whole
wheat bread.”

Amazed, her heart skittered to a stop. Narrowing her eyes, arching

a brow, she asked, “How did you know that I liked my sandwiches
this way?”

He shrugged. “I didn’t, Brie did.” He cleared his throat before he

said, “She’s apparently pretty angry with us for the manner in which
we’ve taken custody of you.” His alluring voice was drenched with
both humor and regret. He wasn’t hiding his emotions from her, and
strangely, she felt that comforting.

Her gut rolled at the reminder of her present situation—a captive.

“Really?” She tossed the bag of food on the bench beside her and
crossed her arms once again over her chest, noticing that her wrists
rested more comfortably on her arms now that she was unbound.

His intense but soft gaze penetrated into her soul as he stared at

her. “I know you’re having difficulty believing us and with good
reason. You don’t know us, you’ve never met us, and I’m sure Brie’s

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never mentioned us even once.” His deep voice rolled over her like a
warm burst of wind. “Now, you’re being forced to be in our company,
and you’ve been given startling news about your best and dearest
friend. All of these things would be difficult for anyone to sort
through.”

She frowned, eyes narrowing tighter. She barked, “What, are you

a psychiatrist?”

She held his gaze as he explained, “No, but I grasp emotions and

that the manner in which we’ve brought you with us might not have
been the best way to earn your confidence. Please understand that we
are truly here as chaperones.” His buttery smooth voice licked over
her skin and sent a thunderous chill straight to the core of her body.
“Look, I hope you see me and my brother as friends. We really are
escorting you to see Brie, and she really is getting married. She’s
happy, Ms. Burns. She radiates whenever she is with her…” His
words trailed off.

“What? She radiates whenever what?”
His gaze wandered towards the darkening view of the landscape

outside the window of the moving train. “I’m sorry, I got carried
away. I realized these are things she should be sharing with you.” He
returned his gaze to hers. “I have no right to divulge matters I’m sure
Brie would want to tell you herself…as sisters or best friends might.”

She was so confused by the man in front of her. Her reaction to

him was so different from that of his brother. Ryken infuriated her
while Luken calmed her, soothed her and made her feel like she was
important. “You speak so differently from your brother. If you two
didn’t look identical, I wouldn’t believe for one second that you were
related.”

He chuckled. “Ryken means well. He’s just having a hard time

these days.”

“These days?” she questioned, her tone sounding more interested

in the subject than she realized.

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“I fear Ryken might be experiencing…growing pains.” He

snickered.

She giggled, but then covered her mouth, not wanting to reveal

that she felt, in any other circumstance, she could have genuinely
liked Luken. “But he’s already a grown man. What kind of growing
pains could he possibly be suffering? Is his brain finally catching up
with his body?” She laughed.

He smiled, and she was suddenly captivated by the view of his

warm, delicious grin, teasing her straight to her soul. He explained,
“His heart, of course.”

The way Luken spoke the words told her it was an unexpected

statement. Perhaps even Luken was surprised by Ryken’s behavior.

“His heart?” she asked, pinching her brows tight together.
What was he referring to? Matters of the heart seemed a strange

topic for them to be having. Ryken didn’t seem to love anything but
himself, at least that was her first impression.

She couldn’t help but tease, “Does Ryken have trouble expressing

himself? Does he actually like me?” She laughed a little harder. “Was
he just acting like the boys in grade school who believed in order to
show a girl you liked her you pulled her hair or pushed her down
during recess? Because if that is the case, then he must love me.” She
glanced out the window, reflecting over the absurdity of their
conversation.

“Maybe,” he said plainly.
She shrugged, wondering what the heck she had gotten herself

involved with. There was something so different about the men that
had become her traveling companions. They invoked a fevered
connection that made her experience a sense of security when she was
in their presence. The link between them made the crazy world she
was somehow thrust into seem acceptable.

She grabbed the bag beside her, pulled out the sandwich, and

unwrapped it. Taking a bite, she asked, “Have you already eaten?”

“No,” he said simply.

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She found it impossible to treat him rudely. He was just too damn

nice and looked too damn good. What they hell was wrong with being
cordial? Nothing. “Would you like an apple?” She pulled the apple
from the bag and handed it to him. She waved the surrender flag in
front of Luken, one he accepted with a smile.

“Thank you, Ms. Burns,” he said as he sank his teeth into the

bright red shell.

“I’m sorry about the bonds earlier, but we had to make sure you

wouldn’t try to leave us before you had a chance to understand we
had no intentions of hurting you.” He held her gaze. “Ms. Burns, I
honestly would have liked to have met you under different
circumstances, one that didn’t involve barging into your office and
stealing you away like some thief in the night.”

She would have liked that. To have had that chance to know

Luken without the stress of being kidnapped. Clearing her suddenly
dry throat, she admitted, “Me, too, and please, call me Tabitha.”

He nodded his head in agreement and repeated her name with the

sweetness of honey, dripping from his tongue. “Tabitha.”

Her name fell from his lips like a decadent shower of chocolate

over ripe red strawberries. She shivered, watching his every
movement. Captivated by the grace in which his lips pressed and
released—a dance that had her wondering just how warm and
insatiable those lips would be caressing her own.

Strangely, the man in front of her didn’t frighten her in the least.

Instead, he aroused her, something no other man had done. Well,
except for his brother, Ryken, but that was because he fought with her
and she’d always found heated emotions combined with quick wit to
be sexually energizing.

Feeling the pulsing arousal of a man, one as appetizing as Luken,

had not happened to her in quite some time. She had managed to
control the hunger and cravings for sex, several days ago, at least. The
impulse to fuck anything that was willing conquered—the night that
had changed her life forever. So she thought.

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Five years. That was the length of time that had passed since the

last time she had been with a man, and that had been an emotional
disaster. The jackass had ripped her heart out of her chest and
stomped on it as if she had no feelings at all to consider. He used her.
Got what he needed and then left just as quickly as he had stormed
into her life.

Bastard.
She had been a fool then, unable to separate her heart from the

needs of her body. She had come a long way since then.

But now, things were different. Ryken and Luken both made

things different. Why, she hadn’t a clue.

Luken was making it impossible for her to control the desires

flaming inside her body. She couldn’t resist the need to reach out to
him, to close the last bit of distance separating them, and taste the lips
that teased and enticed her. A thirst awakened inside her, one that was
eager to be quenched.

Her shoulder ached, and she absently rubbed it. Her skin flamed,

her clothing too tight for her body. She was going insane with lust.
What the hell was wrong with her? She was like a dog in heat, tail
raised and ready for mounting.

Dazed by an allure that radiated out of him, she stared deep into

his radiant blue eyes as if noticing their unique color for the first time.
She inhaled his scent, and the arousal she discovered left her
breathless. He wanted her, she was sure of it. The sound of his rapid
heartbeat, the pumping of his blood rang out like a beacon in her ears.
Yes, he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him. The heat from his
body called to her, warned of passions only he could sate.

As if hearing her thoughts, her summoning of desires, he set the

apple on the table at his side and moved from the bench to kneel
between her legs. Using his large, uncompromising hands, he parted
her legs further.

Her eyes wide with wonder, she gasped, “What are you doing?”

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She should be asking herself that question. What the hell was she

doing letting some stranger ease between her legs like a two-dollar
whore?

Grinning, he muttered in a tone as smooth as silk, “I think you

already know the answer to that question, sweet Tabitha.”

Nerves gathered like butterflies in her stomach. She shook her

head. Was this really happening? “No, I’m afraid I don’t.”

He gripped the half-eaten sandwich from her hand and placed it

on the table beside her next to his apple then returned to gently clasp
her hands in his, and kissed her knuckles.

Her breath caught as she stared down at him. His loosely flowing

hair tumbled over his shoulders, framing high, chiseled cheek bones
and a square jaw. His eyes radiated heat and desire. A mirror image of
the emotions she was feeling.

She couldn’t speak, couldn’t think. Was this really happening to

her? Was she going to let this happen to her?

“Luken?”
“Stop, Tabitha,” he growled low. His soothing voice tingled up

and down her spine. “Don’t do it, don’t overthink yourself into a
panic.” He nuzzled her neck, lips gliding along her flesh, goose
bumps flaming her body.

“I’m not. I just—”
His voice was filled with hunger as he nipped at the lobe of her

ear. “What, darling? You want me to kiss you? Want me to feel your
warm, silky skin beneath my lips? Feel me wedged between your
creamy thighs, shoving my cock into the tight grip of your pussy. Oh,
I want that, too.” He purred, nipping at her chin, kissing along her
cheek towards the corner of her mouth.

“That’s not exactly what I was going to say.” She sighed, heart

pounding like a drum in her chest. She knew she was going to say
something, knew it was important. “I can’t think when you’re doing
that.”

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“No?” The smile in his voice sent a jolt of electricity to her core,

dampening her panties. She knew she was only lying to herself, knew
she didn’t want him to stop, and damn it, she didn’t even care if being
with him was wrong.

Oh, God, this man made her wet, hungry, ravenous for affection.
His large hand cupped the side of her face. His thumb slowly

caressed her skin, sending shivers of delight soaring throughout her
body. She closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of the warmth
penetrating into her flesh. The sensation was divine and positively
irresistible.

“I don’t want you to think, Tabitha. I want you to feel. Your body

is trembling with need, your heady scent begging me for more, so
much more.” He growled low in his throat. “And I want to give that to
you, sweetheart. I want to show you all the pleasures your body can
stand.” He leaned closer to her, his breath mingled with hers. “Will
you let me love you tonight, Tabitha? Will you let me show you the
pleasures your body craves, desires…needs?”

She fought to make sense of the sexual awareness ravaging her

body. Her body didn’t belong to her anymore. She had no control and
she couldn’t think straight. Everything she tried to think about was
fuzzy. Nothing but pleasure and passion mattered. Her sanity stripped
away, leaving nothing but need behind.

A whimpering moan escaped her lips as she brought her mouth to

meet his. The allure of his mouth captured her lips, tasting of
exquisite male spice. Tongues mingled in a hungry feast, hot and
ready for fevered exploration.

Her hands shot to the button of his jeans, flipping it open with

ease, then the zipper. Diving in, she greeted his firm cock with the
soft grip of her hand, stroking gently.

“Oh,” she breathed. His generous size only made her want him

more. Never had she ached so much to be satisfied. Her body burned.
An inferno of emotions and sensations she couldn’t identify. The need

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for him was alive like tingling electricity in her belly—a yearning that
felt primal and raw.

“Luken?” she gasped, fingers weaving into the golden strands of

his loosely flowing hair. “What’s happening to me? I can’t believe
how much I want you. Oh, God, I’ve never felt this way before.”

Gripping her face in his hands, he took her mouth again, blocking

her words. His eager lips caressed and suckled her, while his tongue
tasted and dined on the wetness of her mouth. “I know, sweetheart. I
feel it, too. I’ve waited so long for this.” He arched his hips forward
as she stroked him harder. “Awww, that feels so good. I’ve been
without a woman for so long. I fear I might not be as impressive as I
would like.”

She withdrew her hand from his pants, and he froze, meeting her

gaze. “Oh, I seriously doubt that. We can do this all night long for all
I care. That way you can prove to me just how impressive you really
are.”

He grinned, coaxing her lips with his. “I think I can handle that.

You’ll find I have extraordinary stamina.”

The buttons of her blouse popped open, one after the other. His

large, unyielding hands worked the shirt free of her shoulders and
arms. Magic fingers toyed with the clasp of her bra. The fabric slowly
scraped over her sensitive nipples.

His fingers gliding up and down her arms, he whispered, “God,

you’re so beautiful, Tabitha. A vision I only dreamed of witnessing.
You make me feel things…things I’ve never felt with another
woman.” He nuzzled her neck as if inhaling her scent. “You are
amazing.” A sigh of relief escaped her at the sound of his praise, glad
he found her body appealing. Her breasts were not large, but not small
either. She was blessed with full, round breasts that Luken seemed to
appreciate.

A chill shot to her toes the moment his hot mouth clamped down

on her hard, responsive nipple. Head kicking back, he gripped her

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hips, tugging her forward. His mouth worked over her breasts,
kissing, nipping, and suckling each one.

He returned to her mouth, while his hands massaged and caressed

her heavy breasts. Tender to the touch, she couldn’t stand it any
longer, needed to feel him buried deep inside her body.

Easing away from his lips, she whispered, “I’ve always wanted to

make love on a train.” Fingers clawed into his back with fevered
urgency, tearing at the fabric of his shirt.

Obliging her, he tugged his shirt up over his head. “And why is

that?” He moaned, capturing her lips again, greedy and possessive.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the hard ridge of muscle

under her fingers. His smooth chest and erect nipples teased and
delighted her. Sexy was not a word, but a man. Arousing and
masculine, his primal, intoxicating aroma sent fire burning between
her legs. Moisture pooled, and her body hummed with need, ready to
feel the hard length of him sliding into the wet depths of her pussy.

His warm breath on her face, she murmured between kisses, “I

don’t know, just have. Maybe it’s the roar of the engine, the speed of
travel, the likelihood of being discovered, someone overhearing.”
Holding his alluring steel-blue gaze, she bit her lip. “I guess it could
be a little of everything. Not to mention, being with a man I just met.”

He chuckled, holding her face in his hands. The heat of his

expression, the desire firing in his eyes sent quivers of passion blazing
from every nerve ending in her body. “Is this one of your fantasies,
sweet Tabitha? Being with a man you just met? You’ve never had a
one-night stand before, have you?”

“No,” she admitted. “Never.”
“Would you honor me by allowing me to be the man in your

fantasy, to pleasure you in ways no other man has ever been able to
do?”

How could she refuse his offer? That was easy. She couldn’t.
She nodded, chewing the inside of her mouth, heat flooding her

cheeks. She had never shared one of her fantasies with another man

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before, never trusted enough to do it. Why was she so comfortable
with Luken? Why did she not even hesitate to tell him her desires?
She was unnaturally eager to share herself with this man.

He licked the seam of her lips and said, “Well, in that case, let’s

give those who pass by a nice earful of your moans and groans.”

Her teeth dug into her bottom lip. She enjoyed his playful

suggestions—maybe a little too much. She loved that he didn’t tease
her about her fantasy, but rather joined her in her need.

She smiled. “Oh. So you think I’ll be moaning and groaning, do

you?”

Grinning wickedly, he pressed his hard cock between her spread

legs. He told her, “Oh, I hope you’ll be doing a hell of a lot more than
that.”

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Chapter Four

She was going to stop breathing at any moment. Her heart was

going to erupt right out of her chest, and her body was on the verge of
self-combusting. She’d never been more aroused in her life.

Luken’s hands cradled her face as he nipped at her chin and jaw,

sending little shivers up and down each vertebra of her spine. She
could feel his desire and hunger for her, mingling with her own in
such a way it nearly blinded her. The sensations igniting in her body
churned wildly along her veins. A blazing fire burned from within her
soul.

Unimaginable lust filled her body to the brim, overwhelming

every fiber of her being, simmering in each nerve ending, melting any
reserve she had of sleeping with this godlike stranger. He wanted her.
She could feel it straight to her toes. His body craved hers. He wanted
to soothe the untamed beast she had not even known lived inside her.

“Oh, God, Luken?” she gasped. “Are you sure we should be doing

this?”

“Doing what? Enjoying ourselves? Enjoying the pleasure we can

give each other?”

Voice trembling, she muttered, “Yes, but even so, it doesn’t make

it right. I don’t even know you.”

He held her gaze, his face an inch away from hers. In a low,

primal, deep voice, he shared, “My name is Luken McCree. I have a
twin brother named Ryken and no other siblings. I’m six three and
over two hundred pounds. I was born in Texas, and I’ll be thirty-three
in March. I work and live at McCarthy Ranch, a property that’s been
in my family for generations. I’ve never been married, never even

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been close to asking a woman to marry me, and I have no children.
But the most important thing you should know about me is that I’m
incredibly attracted to you, Tabitha Burns.” He brought her fingers to
his lips, kissing each one in turn. “I haven’t had sex in a very long
time, and I fear that if you deny me the chance to make love to you
I’ll never survive the night.” He pressed his lips over hers and nibbled
at her mouth before pulling away. His eyes were so full of heat and
passion she nearly melted into the seat.

“Beautiful Tabitha, you must be aware that my hand would never

satisfy the cravings and fire you set inside me. Surely, you can feel
the desire I have for you. I’ve never wanted anything more than to be
with you.”

She smiled. He was so damn charming she couldn’t see straight.

Her fingers traced over his broad shoulders, the fabric of his
undershirt annoying and coarse.

What did she have to lose? She was a grown woman in the arms

of a gorgeous man who clearly wanted her as much as she wanted
him. What was so wrong with allowing her body one night to have
her most primal needs satisfied? What better way to have that itch
scratched then by a man who looked as exquisite as Luken? A man
who was by far one of the sexiest men she had ever laid eyes on.

A deep sigh later and she was saying to herself, Oh, what the hell.
“Take this off,” she told him, pinching the white undershirt, lifting

to reveal bronzed, delectable skin. Skin she couldn’t wait to feast
upon.

Her mouth watered. She had been alone for so long it was all she

could do to not seem desperate, easy. She had already envisioned him
naked, his hard cock pounding into her pussy with more vigor than
she could stand. Licking her lips, she could practically taste the pre-
cum that seeped from the head of his cock.

He leaned back and tugged his shirt up over his head. Within

seconds he returned, positioned between her legs, cradled against the

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inferno blazing at the core of her body. Moisture pooled as he brushed
his pelvis against hers.

Oh, God in Heaven…
Her head kicked back against the high back cushion of her chair,

stretching her neck as she enjoyed the firmness of his cock pressed
against her covered pussy. His lips sampled her neck, kissing and
licking the warm flesh. She shivered, fingers digging into the taut
muscles of his chest, shoulders, and back. The heat pouring out of his
flesh was like standing in front of a roaring fire, he was so warm,
inviting her to close the distance between them.

The taste of his lips was pure male and heated spice. His mint-

flavored tongue molded with hers, sliding against hers with
determined strokes. He eased back to tug her bottom lip into his
mouth, over and over again, licking and tasting her.

She had never been kissed like this before, as if the man couldn’t

get enough of her. He tasted her mouth like a man starved for her
touch, needing her more than he needed his next gulp of air. She
loved it, not realizing just how much she had missed the feel of a man
in her arms. The sensual caress Luken offered her made her eyes close
as a soft moan escaped her lips.

With Luken the intimacy between them would be different. Just

sex—good old, hot and sweaty, I can’t believe how many orgasms I
just had sex—nothing more. She wouldn’t confuse the situation as she
had with her last relationship. She’d make sure of that. Once this
matter with Brie had been resolved, she would return to her life in
Seattle. Her boring, nothing ever happens to me life.

Tabitha was lost in the touch and taste of the man captivating her

body. Powerful hands crept up her thighs, hips, and waist. His fingers
pulled at the material of her shirt and then freed her body of the
confines of her skirt. The warm press of his hands against the flesh of
her ribs and belly singed her, nerve endings charged and tingled. Her
heart fluttering wildly, tantalizing sensations that reminded her of the
connection she longed for since the attack. The animal attack that

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could’ve killed her and an event in her life she was desperate to
forget.

Cupping the heavy weight of her breasts, he pushed the fabric of

her bra up over the mounds, revealing her bare breasts completely for
his exploration. His calloused palm rubbed over her hard, tingling
nipples, holding her breasts, robbing her lungs of air. His wicked
hands massaged and stroked her flesh with remarkable skill. She
closed her eyes as he teased her body.

“Remove the rest of my clothing, Luken. Do it. Do it now,” she

begged, needing to feel her skin pressed against his. The connection
she was sure to feel once they had finally touched, flesh against flesh.

“Damn, woman. What you do to me.” His rumbled growl was

filled with satisfaction.

Within seconds, he had removed the remaining garments,

revealing her supple breasts. Her nipples ached as they grew harder
with his intense, heated stare. A pain she would gladly endure to see a
man as sexy as Luken gaze upon her body with so much desire and
explosive hunger.

Tabitha fought to breathe as his mouth fastened down on her firm

nipple. Her heart raced as the wet warmth of his mouth suckled her
breast. Her nails dug into his scalp, gripping him hard against her
body, fearing that he would stop the delightful assault tantalizing her
flesh.

He gripped her hips, pulled her forward, and wrapped his other

arm around her back, lifting her as if she weighed nothing into his
arms. She blinked her eyes and found herself lying on the bed in her
private train car. Luken kicked off his shoes and yanked off the
remainder of his clothing with ease. Then, he was in front of her,
fingers dipping into the waist of her skirt as if he intended to rip the
fabric from her body.

“Wait, there’s a zipper,” she whimpered, hips lifting off the bed,

hands delving behind her in search of the zipper.

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Once the zipper was free, he pulled down her skirt, leaving her

wearing only a pair of damp, silky pink panties. But the material
keeping her pussy out of sight had to be removed. He eased the
panties down her legs, slowly pulling the fabric past her thighs,
freeing her body of the one thing keeping them truly apart. Her
panties landed on top of the pile of clothing beside the bed.

He sucked in an audible breath. “I’ve died and gone to heaven,”

he muttered.

Wide-eyed, she stared at him.
His hand dove into his hair, arms flexing as he held that position,

gaping at her in awe. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever
seen, Tabitha.”

He licked his lips, leaning forward, one knee pressing into the

edge of the bed between her legs, his fingers trailing up her thighs.

Her throat dry, she swallowed. She couldn’t stop shaking, her

mind on one thing and one thing only—his cock fucking her pussy
until she exploded with the best orgasm of her life. He was turning
her mind and body into a bowl of Jell-O, as well as a nymphomaniac
with an insatiable appetite. There wasn’t a thing she would deny him
at this point.

She felt the rush of excitement flood her body. Her pussy grew

wetter, and her clit throbbed with need. A deep yearning pummeled
her mind. A natural-born instinct thrived inside her soul and told her
what she needed to do. The instinctive need pushed her to accept
Luken and the connection he offered—a connection so primal it
shocked her. He did something to her, mind, body, and spirit.

What that something was, she had no idea, but it felt incredible,

freeing, like a wild animal escaping the confines of its cage.

Never had her body felt so in need of another’s touch. Never had

she been more attracted to a man as she was to Luken, and that
seemed to include Ryken, too, except it wasn’t the same. This man in
her arms made her feel warm and welcomed, while Ryken brought
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before tonight. Ryken had a way of making her want to have down
and dirty, rip the clothes from my body and do wicked things to me
sex. Luken seemed to make her just lust, crave with need and desire to
be touched, satisfied, and cherished. A difference she took great
notice of.

“Are you all right, love?” Luken’s deep voice ignited goose

bumps along her flesh, and her heart beat hard in her chest.

She’d gotten distracted with thoughts of the two men and their

differences. An image flashed clear and bright in her mind—both men
pleasuring her. Heat flooded her cheeks, and her pussy clenched tight.
She had to remind herself that Luken was in her arms and about to be
inside her body. This man was the one for her—at least for tonight.

“Yes, I’m fine.” She kissed his mouth slowly and possessively.

“Whatever you do, don’t stop touching me…kissing me.”

The weight of his body sent shivers throughout her veins, blood

surging like a waterspout, her mind on fire. She couldn’t wait much
longer to feel him inside her, fucking her with all the strength and
hunger she imagined Luken possessed. To know the passion she had
seen in his eyes had not been just a dream.

Kissing her breast, his mouth claimed her body, up toward her

neck until he sampled her mouth once more.

A rumble thrived deep in his chest, and he groaned. “Do you have

any objections to oral sex?”

She held her breath, eyes wide. No one had ever asked her that

before. She hadn’t done it in so long she feared she forgot if she
enjoyed it or not. Shit, what was he supposed to say to him?

Gee, I don’t know?
Yep, that sounded dumb even in the privacy of her own thoughts.
“Don’t hesitate, Tabitha. I promise you’ll enjoy everything I do to

your body. I won’t leave one drop of your sweet honey to waste. Your
pussy will melt on my tongue like delicious, mouthwatering
chocolate. I’m going to make you come so hard you won’t be able to
think straight.”

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Her heart fluttered wildly. “I can’t think straight now,” she told

him, gasping for air.

He chuckled. The enticing sound warmed her to her toes. “That’s

a good thing, sweetheart. In fact, I think it’s a very good thing.”

A heated burst of trembling air shot from her lungs and her pussy

tightened at the suggestion of his words.

“Whatever you want to do to me, Luken, have at it,” she

whimpered, surrendering her body to him and the pleasures his touch
promised.

A deep, throaty growl ripped from his chest as he dove to the spot

between her legs. Pressing her thighs wide, she rested the heels of her
feet on his broad shoulders. Head up, she watched him gaze upon her
slick cunt.

Oh. My. God. Her mind was fuzzy, her sanity fading. She couldn’t

think. He was staring at her as if preparing to devour her and she
would never be the same after he finished.

But was that such a bad thing? Was it terrible that he promised

pleasure and passion she had never experienced? Hell no.

Luken blew a fiery burst of air over her throbbing clit, a sweet,

heavenly torture that had her fingers clawing the fabric of the sheets
beneath her. The heat of his hands pressed against her silky thighs,
spreading her wider. She closed her eyes, the anticipation of his touch
killing her softly, robbing her of breath. She whimpered—a silent plea
for him to begin sampling her.

Trembling with fevered desires, she begged, “Please, Luken.”
If he didn’t taste or fuck her soon she was going to take matters

into her own hands. Literally. She would rub her own throbbing clit
and fuck her hungry pussy with her fingers. She was that needy and
unashamed.

Then his tongue pressed between the wet folds of her sex, and she

moaned, more like screamed—an exultant cry of satisfaction and
disbelief. A fever broke out all over her body, every nerve ending
firing at once like a million gun salute.

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Clamping down on her clit, he sucked the sensitive bud into his

mouth, flicking his tongue over and over again, drawing it in sharply
between his lips.

“Oh, yes, Luken. Don’t stop. Oh, God, don’t stop,” she

whimpered.

He didn’t stop. He continued to ravage her pussy, licking,

sucking, and tasting every bit of her wetness. She was a fountain for
him, and he was drinking his fill.

She gasped as his fingers circled her pulsing clit, hips jerking,

sending fire racing to her belly. His finger pressed inside the tight grip
of her pussy, first one then two fingers, pumping in and out in slow,
tantalizing strokes.

“I’m so close, Luken,” she panted.
Holding nothing back, she bucked her hips as the first wave of her

orgasm slammed into her like a ton of bricks. She screamed, gripping
his head, keeping him still until he wrung her free of the last drop of
her essence.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” he said, lapping at her slickness. “Your

pussy’s so tight.”

He growled, kissing her inner thigh, two fingers sliding in and out

of her wetness. As he slowly finger-fucked her, her body relaxed. Her
legs fell wide, all the tension fleeing her like the wind. She was
beyond sated, but he continued to lap at her pussy, causing her to arch
her hips, giving him more access to her body.

“Sweet Christ, you taste so good. I knew you would, Tabitha. I

knew your body would be like this, taste like heaven.”

Her arm draped over her face, she didn’t move, didn’t speak. Too

long had her body been without a man’s touch, too long since her last
orgasm, and if she was lucky, she would get to have another one and
soon.

Dazed senseless, she panted, “Can we do that again?”

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Crawling up her body, he growled at the scent of his satisfied

mate, loved that he could make her cry out in abandon. He knew she
would be like this, pliant and willing in his hands, and he had known
it since the moment he met her. He had caught her unique scent in the
elevator, but hadn’t fully accepted it until he tasted her lips and licked
the delicious cream from between her legs that she belonged to him.
The instinct to claim her had been fierce. His beast wouldn’t have
allowed him to walk away from her.

The moment he sampled her, he knew. Tabitha Burns was his

mate, and he couldn’t have been more pleased.

She was an intelligent woman with a zest for life. She had no idea

what wild and wonderful things lived inside her, things he knew she
had not explored. He would show her those amazing and wonderful
things, would entice her with a passion she had never dreamed
possible.

Holding her gaze, he could see himself in her hazel eyes, the

greenish-blue color surrounded by a fine trace of black, a rich kohl
that made her eyes so defined and uniquely hers. Her captivating eyes
had his heart revving in his chest—eyes that filled him with wild,
animalistic need. His beast growled, recognizing the woman beneath
him as the mate he would cherish for all eternity. A woman he would
do anything for. She was his to protect, and he would with his dying
breath.

The sweetness of her face made him gasp for air. The soft pout of

her lips, the desire in her gaze, the heady scent of her sex—everything
about her overwhelmed his senses. She filled his mind and body with
so much more than he bargained for, and he hadn’t even fucked her
yet. He hadn’t done much more than pleasure her once. And once was
not nearly enough.

He wedged himself between her legs, his hard cock pressing over

her slickness, rubbing against her clit. He heard her gasp, shivering in
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Grinning, he asked, “Enjoyed that did you?” He ground his cock

over her clit once more, loving the little moans tearing from her
throat. “Because I’ve got so much more in store for you.”

Her arm fell from her face and rested at her side. Smiling, her eyes

sparkling up at him, she said, “More? I was hoping there would be
more. A lot more.” Her eyebrows flexed up and down as her legs
wrapped around him, encouraging him to settle in between her legs.

He guided the head of his cock to her slick entrance and eased

himself inside her, stretching her wide. The tight grip of her pussy
was almost too much to bear. She whimpered, closing her eyes as he
surged deep, to the hilt.

Holding still, he gazed upon her straining, innocent face. “Are you

all right, sweetheart?”

Biting into her bottom lip, she nodded, and grimacing, she said,

“Yes, it’s just been awhile.” She opened her eyes. The tightness
around her mouth eased. “You know you’re not exactly a small
dude.”

He chuckled, loving that a woman with such sophistication would

use the word “dude.” “I’m not so sure it’s me,” he told her. “Your
pussy is as tight as a fist.” He hadn’t expected her to feel so perfect,
so meant for him. “Will you be okay if I move?”

Her eyes rounded. She gripped his shoulders, nails clawing into

his flesh as if afraid to let him go. “Where are you going?”

He grinned, smiling wide. “I’m not going anywhere. I meant I’m

ready to start fucking you now, but I don’t want to hurt you. Can I do
that, Tabitha? Are you ready to feel me?” He ground his hips against
hers. “Really feel me?”

“Oh, God, Luken, I’m so ready.” She moaned, throwing her head

back, rolling it from side to side the moment his cock almost eased all
the way out of her sheath, and slammed back inside.

“Ah, fuck, baby,” he groaned, hips arching forward, driving

deeper inside of her. “You feel so good.” He gripped the back of her
knees, spreading her wider. Cradling his hips against her pelvis, he

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bucked forward, ramming his cock into her cunt over and over again,
faster and faster.

His mind fuzzy, he could feel the buzzing of electricity firing in

his ball sac. He wasn’t going to last. She was driving him insane, and
he loved every moment of it. Her body belonged to him, whether she
realized it or not, and he was going to claim her in every way
possible.

Her mind and soul were next to conquer on his list.
He would win his mate. There was no other option.
“Ah, baby, I’m going to come so damn hard,” he growled through

gritted teeth, feeling the tightening of her sheath squeeze his cock.
She was coming.

His chest boosted with pride as he watched her face distort with

passion, listening to the little moans of satisfaction fly from her throat.
He’d satisfied his mate, made her come, made her cry out in pleasure.
Never had he been more pleased.

One final thrust and he filled her body with his release. His need

to claim her was so fervent in his mind—a basic need, a primal
instinct.

He collapsed on top of her, the sweat from their bodies mingling.

He eased himself to the side and pulled her into the contours of his
body, cradling her ass against his still-erect cock. She didn’t complain
as he held her, didn’t make a sound as she drifted off to sleep except
for the soft flutter of breaths that pushed past her lips. He smiled at
the sweet angel in his arms, feeling an overwhelming sense of need to
protect her.

She was sated and in a short time she would be so again, when he

claimed her once more. His cock pulsed at the thought of taking her
body again before morning. Taking her, fucking her more fiercely,
like the animal that clawed inside his mind, begging to emerge.

He closed his eyes and dreamed of sleep, but couldn’t. His mind

suddenly filled with thoughts of Ryken and the anger he had felt

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radiating out of his twin. Something was going on with his brother,
something that he should have sensed sooner, but he hadn’t.

Damn, he thought, rising from the bed to dress.
Covering his sleeping mate, he left her in search of Ryken.

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Chapter Five

Ryken eyed his brother warily as he watched Luken duck down

the train car away from Tabitha’s room. The roaring of the train
charging down the tracks could barely be heard over the thunder of
the blood racing in his ears. Furious with his brother, a deep, gut-
wrenching growl surged from his chest. The points of his sharp teeth
bit into his bottom lip. The black claws of his fingers dug into his
calloused palms. His body was slowly transforming into the beast, his
hands no longer resembled human extremities.

Keeping his wolf hidden in the shadows of his mind had never

been so difficult, but then again, he had never felt as jealous and so
filled with rage before either.

When he returned from the bar after drinking his fill of whatever

the bartender placed in front of him, he had overheard his brother
fucking Tabitha. He had listened to her screams of pleasure, and
smelled the arousal of her body. That was the first sting of jealousy.
He should’ve never left her in his brother’s capable hands.

The son of a bitch proved to be too capable.
He had never been so out of his mind with fury in his life.

Possessive need fueled his blood, and resentment clouded his
judgment. She was supposed to be his, damn it. In that instant, he
wanted to kill his brother Luken, twin or not.

He couldn’t control the primal, thickening rage fueling his mind.

Anger, so much anger, saturated his soul. He wanted her and he had
since the moment he’d stepped into the elevator and caught her heady
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million knots, squeezed his skull like a vise. The awareness of her
was uncanny.

He knew she was special. The powerful instinct of the wolf

looming inside consumed him with the desire to claim her as his
mate—a mating that would forever change the man he was and the
relationship he cherished with his twin brother.

Finding his mate was something he had not imagined would

happen to him. Never leaving McCarthy Ranch was supposed to
ensure that. He was a lycan, a werewolf, who enjoyed the freedoms of
the wild. Having a mate would change everything, but even knowing
that, he couldn’t resist her. Not for a single moment.

When he had seen her sitting behind the desk, he knew it was his

undoing. Her golden strawberry hair had tumbled over her shoulders.
Wide, shimmering hazel eyes greeted him, full breasts and a lean,
athletic body—a goddess. The vision of her beauty and boldness stole
the breath from his lungs and nearly rendered him speechless.

The powerful presence she exuded thrilled him, and her quick wit

fired his blood. Tabitha Burns tormented the hell out of him, charmed
him with a wicked grin, and ignited a fire so hot in his body he
thought was sure to incinerate him into a pile of ash. She was
perfect—in every regard. Even when she frustrated him, he couldn’t
help but want her.

However, even with the impulses bumping around in his mind and

body, she obviously had other plans, plans that consisted of fucking
his twin brother—his smooth-talking, charmer of a shithead brother.
The prick had no right to use her body. Tabitha belonged to him. How
could Luken not see how she affected him? How could Luken not
care that she turned him into a bumbling idiot, a frustrated jackass,
whenever she was near?

Why had Luken fucked her? Why did she let him? What did

Luken offer her that he couldn’t?

Physically they were identical. Even their cocks were the same

size and shape. Surely, any woman wouldn’t be able to notice the

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difference between them. The only noticeable difference was that he
wore his hair back in a nylon band, but that was an easy fix.

Ryken tugged at the band and freed his hair, shaking it loose.

Glancing at the reflection in the glass window, he grinned. A wicked
thought eclipsed his mind. A thought he should not be having. He
tried to convince himself that he would never have considered such a
devious plan had he not been inebriated. Then again, primal need was
also driving him. A raw instinct that roared awake with the beast
rising up from beneath the surface.

Claim your mate, his instinct demanded with a vengeance. The

wolf inside him wanted to play, begged him for release. Stepping into
Tabitha’s train car, he inhaled the scent of her body, could still smell
his brother in the air, but not for long.

He crept into her room. She was lying on the bed, a blanket barely

covering her luscious body. Her uncovered, long, lean legs peeked out
from under the blanket as she curled up on her side. Her one arm
tucked up under her head, while the other pressed gently to the side of
her chest. She looked so innocent, so delicious. He could eat her for
hours. And he just might if he was lucky enough.

Quickly disrobing, he slowly pulled the blanket off her and gazed

upon the curves of her body. His cock jerked with need.

Ryken took several deep intakes of breath and calmed himself,

returning to the man she would appreciate, not the wolf who would
frighten her. Leaning over the foot of the bed, his large hands slid up
the silky, smooth skin of her legs. Her shapely thighs had his blood
pumping, his heart racing, his cock standing at attention.

With a gentle caress, he eased her legs apart, guiding her onto her

back. She rolled sleepily to her back as she opened her eyes to gaze
up at him. The inviting smile that lit her face crippled his deceitful
heart inside his chest. He was a bastard for what he was doing, but
honestly he didn’t care. His mind and body sought one thing—to be
inside her, to dive into her psyche as he delved into her body.

He would possess her, all of her, no matter what.

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Tabitha’s arms stretched above her head, lengthening her curvy

body, pulling her breasts high up on her chest. She twisted her torso,
elongated her flat stomach, arching round, full hips.

Grinding his teeth, he growled low in his throat.
“Are you ready again?” she asked. A sleepy soft voice warmed his

flesh. Her legs rose up to pull him into the apex of her sex.

Groaning, he eased himself on the bed the rest of the way and let

her place him between her spread legs. His cock pulsed against her
slick cunt, sliding over her clit. The scent of her arousal fired his body
into an overwhelming sensitivity.

Grinding his cock against her pussy, he asked, “What do you

think?”

Then she panted, staring at him for a heated, time-stopping

moment. His heart and stomach twisted and rolled as she inspected
him, her once sleepy haze disappearing, replaced by truth-seeking
eyes.

Shit. He never should have tried to deceive her. Never should have

tried to take advantage of her. He should have trusted that instinct
would have won her over sooner rather than later. How could he ever
expect her to trust him if she figured out what he had planned to do?
She’d never want him now. How could she?

Slowly, she reached up and pulled his hair away from his face,

tugging the golden strands into a mock ponytail. Her free hand traced
along his cheek, brushing against the loose hair still framing his face.
On a gasp, her fingers went to her lips, and he knew she figured it out.

“Tabitha,” he whispered. “I can explain.”
She brushed her fingers along the seam of his mouth, keeping him

from speaking.

“What’s to explain, Ryken? You figured you could pretend to be

Luken. Thought I wouldn’t notice the difference between the two of
you?”

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Swallowing hard, he nodded. “Yes,” he admitted honestly, the

word coming out on a strangled wheeze. “I’m sorry. I never should
have—”

“Then why did you?” she quickly asked. “Why risk getting caught

and making a fool of yourself? Making a fool of me? Why come to
me when you know how distraught we make each other?”

He licked his lips, his mouth as dry as cotton. He held her gaze, he

saw something in her eyes, something he couldn’t quite identify. Was
it desire? Perhaps it was only a reflection of his own. Swallowing
back the bile choking him, he told her, “I want you, Tabitha. I want
you so much it’s driving me crazy. I know it seems strange, but
there’s something pulling me to you, making me want you more than
the air in my lungs.”

She looked away from him, gazing down at the space between

their naked bodies. Looking at her forlorn expression made him want
to touch her, hold her in his arms, and show her he wasn’t the biggest
jackass in the world. He didn’t think that was ever going to be
possible.

Then she surprised him, knocking the rambling thoughts from his

mind as she whispered. “I know what you mean, Ryken. I feel it, too.”

He heard her heartbeat increase. He felt a warm burst of air on his

skin, and smelled the arousal of her sweet pussy.

“You do?” he asked, brow arched.
Nodding, she wrapped her arms around his neck and cradled her

legs to position him more securely over top of her. The hard ridge of
his stomach pressed against the softness of her belly. Her round
breasts possessed erect, rosy nipples and he couldn’t wait to sample
those rosy red berries.

“Are you sure, Tabitha? I don’t deserve to be with you now. I

don’t deserve anything from you. I’m sorr—”

“Yes,” she said, cutting him off. “We can worry about the

consequences tomorrow, but right now, my body needs you. I
couldn’t send you away even if I wanted to.”

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His mouth was inches away from hers, staring at her supple lips,

needing to taste her to know if she belonged to him as his instincts
told him she did. He felt her breath on his skin, and it was all he
needed to feel before he claimed her mouth.

His lips found her neck, the soft lobe of her ear, her lips, his

tongue plundered her wet mouth. Her heated mouth called to him.
Tasting each other, he felt the fire in his stomach soar, his mind
clouded with desires he had never felt before. Passion like nothing he
had ever known blinded him.

Ryken was beside himself as he held her in his arms, stroking the

soft flesh of her body, cradling her sumptuous curves so close to his
body. He couldn’t tell where she began and he ended. His lips slid
from her mouth to her chin, tasting the heated flesh. He loved the feel
of her. She tasted of sunshine and rain, an intoxicating flavor that had
his mouth watering for more. The softness of her skin, the warmth of
her eyes, everything about her made him hard and eager.

He’d love to ram his cock inside her wet pussy, but he needed so

much more than that. Needed to feel her in more than just a physical
way, needed her to need him just as much as he needed her. The
connection he desired was burning his gut, twisting him into knots.
He didn’t understand what was driving his thoughts, but he heard
them loud and clear.

He lowered himself to her breasts, sucking a nipple between his

lips, flicking the hard bead with the tip of his tongue. Rolling his
tongue over the nipple, he nipped at her breast. She shivered and he
reveled in the sensations he caused her body to feel. He relished the
little moans expelling from her body.

She groaned as he moved to the other nipple to divvy up the same

exquisite torture. His wide hands molded over her breasts, the heavy
weight filling his hands completely.

Tabitha’s fingers pulled at his loose hair, weaving in the long

length, gripping him tight against her. She was whimpering,
squirming beneath him with need.

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Fingers roaming her body, seeking their way between her legs, he

parted the slick folds of her pussy and circled his fingers around her
clit. Her hips arched up as he played with the swollen nub.

He wanted to feel more of her, learn more about what she liked.

His finger plunged into her sex. She bucked her hips, fucking his
fingers as he pushed in another.

Two of his fingers fucked her pussy while another circled the rim

of her anus. She trembled as he pressed gently against the tight rim of
her rectum.

“Ryken?” she moaned. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m only pleasuring you. Don’t worry. I

won’t hurt you. Please, baby. I desire your trust.” Did he sound
desperate, like he was begging her to accept him, needing her
approval more than he realized?

He glanced up to see her nibbling her bottom lip, her eyes

securely closed and creased as if straining from pressure. “I promise,
baby. You’ll enjoy everything I do to you. I won’t stop until you’re
writhing in my arms, under my lips, and snug tightly around my
cock.” Groaning, he swirled his fingers once again over her pulsing
clit then eased his fingers back into the depths of her cunt. “Do you
understand, baby? Do you understand what I’m telling you?”

She nodded her head.
He pulled his drenched fingers from her pussy, placing them at the

entrance of her anus, spreading her cheeks. His finger pressed slowly
inside, fighting against her rigid muscles.

“Relax, baby. This will feel wonderful if you let it.”
His mouth dipped down between her legs and licked her clit,

sucking the throbbing nub into his mouth. She relaxed instantly, and
his finger slid inside her tight asshole with ease. Then he pressed two
other fingers inside her pussy, filling her body.

She bucked against him. “Oh, God,” she gasped. “That feels

unbelievably good.” Her hips arched up invitingly.

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A warm flutter awakened inside his chest. He loved pleasing her,

couldn’t believe how responsive her body was to his touch. “I hate to
say I told you so, but—” He licked her pussy once more, his fingers
still fucking her body. “But why bother?” He licked her again,
swirling his tongue around the sensitive clit. “No one has fucked that
beautiful ass of yours before, have they baby?”

Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut as she shook her head.
Teasing her body with his fingers and mouth, he suddenly

stopped—a need pounding in his head and cock. “Get on your hands
and knees, baby.”

Her eyes sprung open wide, but the smile that lit her face told him

she was excited at the prospect of being on display in such an erotic
way. She pulled up her legs and twisted her torso, rolling to the side
and repositioned herself on her hands and knees. Ryken gripped hold
of her hips and placed his cock at the entrance of her pussy, pressing
the head of his cock inside the tight wetness of her cunt.

He kicked his head back as a roar of satisfaction rumbled from his

chest, and he slid all the way to the hilt. Pumping his hips a few times,
he fucked her, took her slow and steady, enjoying the tight squeeze of
her pussy sucking his cock inside the warm tissue of her body.

The wolf was ready to join in the fun. Ryken couldn’t keep the

beast contained much longer. Why bother? The beast would fuck her
as only a wild animal could. He doubted that Luken had given in to
the primal side of himself, considerate of her feelings. Well, he was
considerate, too. Considerate enough to fuck her so good and hard she
would never forget the night he gave her. Him, not Luken.

Bucking his hips against the round globes of her ass, he pumped

harder, faster, slamming in cock inside the depths of her pussy like a
driving piston in an engine. He wanted to be different from his
brother. Show her passions Luken was too modest to share.

His finger circled the rim of her asshole, toying with the tight,

flexing muscles of her anus. He circled his finger around her clit and
lubricated his finger with her slick juices then returned his finger to

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her rectum, pushing against the muscles until he penetrated into the
depths of her asshole.

“Oh, God!” she cried, pushing back against him as he fucked her

ass and pussy.

“Ever had your asshole finger-fucked, baby?”
Shaking, trembling in his hands. She shook her head, stammering,

“N–no, n–never.”

He drove in harder, faster, but still controlled and gentle. “Do you

like it, baby? Do you like what I’m doing to your beautiful body?”

“Yes. Oh, God, yes,” she panted.
“Would you like to feel my cock fucking your asshole, and would

you like to know what it’s like to have me shoved into the depths of
your ass while I finger-fuck your pussy?”

She didn’t answer. The question seemed to make her shudder with

unease. He knew he could push her into answering, wanted her
writhing in his hands, screaming and moaning for passions he could
only give her.

“It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to answer.”
He removed his finger from her ass and his cock from her pussy.

She moaned in displeasure as her once-filled body was empty of his
touch, but he quickly fixed that when he pressed the head of his cock
against the tight, restrictive muscles of her asshole.

“Relax, baby, I won’t hurt you. Your body is so beautiful. I’ve

never been so hot in my life.”

He pressed a little harder, and she moaned as the foreign pressure

of his cock pressed deeper inside her body. His hands held her hips
still as he rocked his own hips forward, pushing against the straining
tissue of her anus.

“Damn, baby. You feel so fucking good. I’ve never felt something

so tight in my life. You ass is milking my cock so perfectly.”

She whimpered as his fingers circled her throbbing clit, stroking

her until he heard the flutter of desires ignite from within her at the
foreign feel of his cock in her asshole. He held himself still as he

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teased and tormented her pussy. His fingers glided along the slick
walls, rolling over her clit, flicking the sensitive tip until she bucked
against him.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come. Don’t stop.” She pushed back

against him and drove his cock to the hilt inside her ass, just as the
juices from her pussy flooded his fingers.

He delved inside her soaked pussy, fucking her cunt as he fucked

her ass. The overwhelming sensation fried his brain, turning him into
a puddle of mush. He couldn’t believe how wonderful she felt, how
incredible her body tasted, and how the muscles of her cunt and ass
gripped his fingers and cock.

As her body continued to squeeze his fingers, he felt her body

rock once again in his arms. She was shuddering and gasping from
another orgasm. Her release only excited him more, fueling his body
into his own release.

“Awwwww,” he roared, body dripping with sweat as he filled her

asshole with his hot cum.

Pulling his cock free of the tightness of her rectum, he collapsed

on top of her and rolled to his back, leaving her lying on her chest,
staring at him with so much desire.

He brushed the fallen hair from her face and smiled. “Did I hurt

you?” he asked, and the tone in his voice was much softer than he had
ever heard it.

She shook her head with a smile. “Oh, no, I’m fine. That was

incredible. I’ve never had anal sex before.”

He pushed up to rest on his elbows, gazing down at her. “Did you

like it?”

A wave of naughtiness flashed in her eyes. “Would you think less

of me if I said yes?”

“No,” he said matter-of-factly. And he didn’t. He was thankful she

was so eager for passion, so ready to please him as he was to please
her. “I need to share with you that I’ve never enjoyed being with
someone more than I enjoyed being with you.” He cupped her face,

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brushing the back of his knuckles over the soft skin of her cheek.
“You are an amazing woman, Tabitha, and I’m honored to have been
given your trust. Thank you.”

She stared at him, her eyes filled with so many things he couldn’t

tell exactly what they were. He thought he saw desire and heat, but
there was something else in those eyes, something that warned him of
the dangers in store for them.

Her eyes fluttered shut and then popped back open. She was

exhausted.

“Would you like to rest?” He knew he should let her fall back to

sleep, especially before Luken returned.

“Yes,” she breathed, as her eyes closed. He pressed a quick kiss to

the corner of her mouth before moving off the bed, turning to cover
her again with the blanket. He dressed, but before he left the room, he
glanced back at the angel that had filled his soul.

She was his, but how could he ever have her, truly have her after

she had given herself to both Luken and him. How could she choose
between them? Luken had earned her trust immediately, while he was
the jackass who had tried to take advantage of that trust. He was
going to burn in Hell, for sure.

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Chapter Six

Roaming the train cars in search of his brother had taken forever.

Ryken was nowhere to be found. Luken prayed his dumbass brother
had not gotten so sloppy drunk he had somehow managed to fall off
the train. It wouldn’t have been the first time he had done something
ridiculous while inebriated—like the time Ryken had partially
transformed into the wolf on Halloween and gone streaking up and
down Interstate 20.

Yes, his brother could be a little reckless, not to mention careless,

at times.

The drink-dealing bartender shared that Ryken had sampled pretty

much one of every alcoholic beverage available. But even with a
supernatural metabolism, a lycan could get drunk. It took longer, but
it could still happen.

What the hell had gotten into Ryken? Why did Tabitha incite so

much rage in him? Ryken was not without his own wiles. Ryken
could wrap a woman around his finger just as easily as he could. His
approach might be different, but the end result was the same—fucking
until he couldn’t fuck no more.

Granted, they had been out of practice for a while. Hadn’t really

tried to score in months with everything they were responsible for at
McCarthy Ranch. Maintaining the ranch was a full-time job, along
with patrolling the property and keeping intruders out. That left little
to no time for finding a warm body to snuggle up with.

The reaction Tabitha had to Ryken was different—almost

provoking.

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He shook his head at the strange thought. Did she do that to

Ryken on purpose?

Luken personally felt nothing but peace when he was with

Tabitha. She soothed him like nothing had ever soothed him before.
He smiled, remembering that he had left her naked and alone in her
train car, something he was about to remedy.

Opening the door to the train car they occupied, he inhaled deeply,

pulling the familiar scent into his lungs, a scent he had basked in for
hours the night before. Just as he stepped into the train car, the door to
Tabitha’s private room opened, and Ryken stepped through it, sweaty,
his hair down around his face in a way he generally didn’t like to
wear it.

Stepping closer, his chest tightened. He didn’t want to believe

what his gut was telling him. Denying it to the bitter end, he snarled,
“Why do you smell like Tabitha, Ryken?”

Rounding to face his brother, Ryken said dryly, “You know why.

I was watching her, protecting her.”

He shook his head, knowing that wasn’t it. His calm façade fading

quickly, he said again, “No, brother, that’s not the truth and you damn
well know it.” Luken gripped the shirt Ryken wore, twisting the fabric
in his hands. “Now, fucking tell me why you smell like her.” Luken
leaned in and filled his lungs with Tabitha’s intoxicating scent. Ryken
was covered in her fragrance.

No, please not that…anything but that, Luken groaned inwardly.
Ryken swallowed hard, and the lines around his eyes and mouth

grew deeper, more defined. He confessed, “Because, brother, like
you, I’ve sampled her and—” The slam of Luken’s fist against the
side of his face stopped the last of his words from departing his lips.

With a quick shove from his brother, Ryken fell to the ground,

and as he held the side of his face, he glared up at Luken. “Did that
make you feel better?”

Luken hovered over his brother, a skulking ball of fury. He kicked

his heavy black boot against Ryken’s ribs, slamming into him with

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enough force to crack a rib. Even though it wouldn’t do much to a
werewolf, it made him feel better.

“You stupid son of a bitch!” he wailed, as his fist moved to strike

Ryken’s face again, but this time his brother blocked the assault and
shoved him back against the wall with the heels of his feet.

Rising to stand, Ryken breathed hard, eyes filled with regret and

anger. “What the hell’s gotten into you?” he said, growling. “You’re
acting like a lunatic. I’m your brother for fuck’s sake.”

Claws lengthening, teeth bared, Luken snarled, “My brother

would never have done what you did. You never should have touched
Tabitha. She was off-limits to you.”

Stiffening, Ryken bit out, “But not to you, right, brother?”
Jaw flexing under the compression of muscles, he feigned

ignorance. “What are you talking about?”

Ryken shook his head and eyed his brother knowingly. “You

fucking hypocrite. You give me orders you yourself hadn’t even
obeyed. I know you slept with her last night. I knew it the moment I
stepped into her room. I heard you fucking her. I hated that you had
made love to her, hated it because I had already laid claim to her.”
Eyes narrowed with an impassioned glare, he snarled, “She was mine,
Luken, not yours.”

Taking a solid step back, brow furrowed, Luken barked, “What

the hell are you talking about?”

Fists balled at his side, mouth pressed into a tight scowl, he

growled. “She’s my mate, Luken.”

Panic and denial gripped his heart. What his brother said couldn’t

be true. It had to be a lie, but he had never known his brother to lie to
him before, especially over a woman. “What are you talking about?
That’s impossible. She can’t be your mate.”

Arching his brow, Ryken went on the defensive. “Oh, really?

Think even a wolf as self-centered as I’ve been my entire life isn’t
capable of mating with a woman as beautiful and strong-willed as
Tabitha?”

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Shaking his head, he corrected, “No, that’s not what I meant.”
Ryken folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall

at his back. “Then by all means, explain yourself.”

He quickly retorted, “I only meant it’s not possible she’s your

mate because she belongs to me. I tasted her last night, and I
confirmed that she’s my mate.”

Disbelief oozed from Ryken’s eyes, and his lips slightly parted.

The brothers stared at each other for a good long while. Neither
moved, spoke, not even to blink their eyes, and then they felt her like
a warm, welcoming burst of air upon their skin. Simultaneously they
turned to gaze upon her horrified face.

* * * *

Tabitha stared from one tension-filled face to the other, her heart

pounding like the chugging of the train engine, as her mind wrapped
around the conversation she had overheard. Surely, she
misunderstood. There was no way that she had slept with both
brothers in the same night because they believed her to be some kind
of pawn between them. Mate? She was no one’s mate unless she
decided.

Had she made a mistake allowing both Ryken and Luken to make

love to her? In the same night?

What do you think, slut? Her conscience was now screaming at

her. Oh God, what have I done?

Her mind raced back to the moment Ryken had come to her. The

power of his presence felt right—perfect. His body caressing hers
brought so much welcoming satisfaction and peace inside her soul.
The connection between them was instant, the fiery passion that
sparked between them so natural.

Primal instincts had surged between them, rendering her free of

her inhabitations. It had to be that. Under normal circumstances she
never would have done any such thing.

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They were twins, after all. They seduced her into desiring them.

At least that’s what she was telling herself now. Her mind hazy with
thoughts, voice trembling with anxiety, she asked, “What’s going on,
guys? Please tell me I didn’t hear you both fighting over me. And
why are you calling me your mate? What the hell does that mean?”

Luken was the first to step forward, his hand outstretched towards

her. “Tabitha?”

Flinching, batting his hand away, she blurted out, “Don’t touch

me. I don’t even know who you are. I can’t tell which one of you is
Ryken and which one is Luken.” Her gaze became heavy as tears
pooled in her eyes. Truth was she knew exactly which one was which.
Instincts rang out loud and clear in her mind. She could smell the
difference in them, had since the moment she’d met them. But how
was that possible? One second she was so aware of who she was and
the next moment she was a train wreck all over again. “I’m sick with
what’s going on here. Please explain to me what’s happening. Tell me
why you two are fighting. Why do you both keep calling me your
mate? What’s going on?”

“Tabitha?”
Screaming, fists balled at her sides, she snapped, “Just tell me!

Stop trying to avoid my questions and tell me what the fuck I want to
know.”

The brothers stood side by side. Ryken reached into his pocket

and pulled out the nylon band he used to tie his hair back. “I’m
Ryken, but I seriously think you already knew that, and from now on
I’ll keep my hair pulled back, so you’ll always be able to identify us.”

Her stomach dropped out of her body and straight to the floor.

Ryken was right. She didn’t need the nylon band to tell them apart.
She knew them as if they were part of her. Just like she knew it was
Ryken who came to her last night pretending to be Luken.

Why hadn’t she been compelled to stop him? Why did things

seem so strange and foreign where the three of them were concerned?

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Ryken’s confession for coming to her last night was still fresh in her
mind.

He said he wanted her, desired her as she had him. But strangely,

she had to hear the words from Ryken’s mouth again, had to hear the
words part from his lips in front of Luken.

Locking gazes with Ryken, she swallowed, demanding, “And why

was your hair down to begin with?”

He couldn’t meet her gaze, couldn’t stare at her as she spoke.

Guilt was spread across his face. “You already know why, Tabitha.
You were there, too,” he reminded her, looking away.

Fighting against the knot rising in her throat, she told him, “I

don’t care, Ryken. Tell me again why your hair was down. Tell your
brother what you told me when we were alone. I think he needs to
understand, too.”

He glanced up, and his piercing gaze slammed into her. He said

plainly, “Because I went to you with the intention of pretending to be
my brother.”

Her jaw clenched tight. Teeth grinding together, she asked, “And

why would you do that?”

For a long moment he simply gazed at her, eyes flickering with so

much pain, regret, disappointment…in himself. She could feel it
pulsing in his heart and mind as if she could read and feel his
thoughts. Then his wall surged up, protecting his heart and mind. She
knew instantly that the man who made her crazy with anger,
frustrated her beyond measure had returned.

He muttered coldly, “Because I knew Luken had already broken

through that frigid barrier of yours and I wanted the chance to fuck
you, too. Is that what you wanted to hear, Tabitha? That I wanted you
for myself, as well? That I wanted to deceitfully claim your body and
fuck you?”

She gasped. No, that was not at all what she thought he might say,

but then again, didn’t she expect him to rage out at her in anger?
Wasn’t that what they did to each other? The heat of fire blazed from

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her eyes. If she thought touching him wouldn’t make her want him
more, she would have clawed his eyes out.

“That’s enough, Ryken,” growled Luken.
She knew it all along, the passions behind each of their touches.

She hadn’t only experienced the difference physically, but felt it in
their emotions as each of them had made love to her. The connection
between them was unique and exhilarating.

Strangely, she was not embarrassed about what had transpired

between the three of them. She was angry because she allowed herself
to become an instrument between the brothers. She had allowed them
the opportunity to use her as simply a warm body to fuck. She was
more than that. And she didn’t need them to prove it, but it didn’t
change the emotions churning inside her belly.

Hating the woman she was becoming, with urges she couldn’t

control, she felt nauseous. Things had changed drastically for her over
the last three weeks. The attack was morphing her into a person she
didn’t recognize, making her more impetuous, hungrier for
excitement. The impulse for physical contact intensified. She felt as if
she didn’t have any restraint over herself anymore, and that was
overwhelmingly frightening and fortifying. For the first time in her
life she longed to live life, not avoid it. Was that because of the attack
she survived or Ryken and Luken?

The questions that really affected her most surfaced. Did they

even care for her? Did she matter to them at all, or was she just an
easy lay? She honestly didn’t know, but there was something she
found incredibly raw and powerful about them, and knowing that
nothing could ever come of it, she felt the acidic bile rising up from
the pit of her stomach, choking her.

If she had been honest with herself, she would have admitted in

the beginning that it was not just sex with Luken—there was
something so much more to it than just a physical connection. The
carnal pleasures her body demanded magnified at an alarming rate the
moment his lips touched hers and she was lost to him instantly.

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Even though Ryken and Luken may not truly be kidnapping her,

she still felt like she was imprisoned by them. She was a foolish
woman to the core, one tied too closely to heightening instincts, as
well as her heart.

Instincts she had never experienced before had given her

permission to fuck a stranger and his brother.

This new primal behavior was nothing like her. She was changing,

and she didn’t like who she was becoming. Where had her sense of
modesty gone?

Trembling, anger flooded her body. First, they had taken her

body, and now they fucked with her emotions. She was confused and
tormented by thoughts that didn’t belong to her. Emotions whirled
and clouded her mind.

Covering her mouth, she grabbed hold of her stomach. “Oh, God,”

she gasped. “Last night was a mistake.”

Ryken’s jaw flexed with tension. He reached out for her, but

stopped before getting too close. “I’m sorry, Tabitha. I was drunk. I
know it’s not a good enough excuse, but it’s the truth. I never
meant—”

Luken stepped forward, hands cupped to clasp her shoulders. She

stepped away when she noticed his advancement. Did she deserve to
be comforted? Why did she feel like she was the one who had been
the most deceitful? Maybe the guilt she had seen in Ryken’s eyes had
really been a reflection of her own.

“No, don’t come near me,” she warned Luken, clawing for control

of her wavering emotions. Tears in her eyes, she spat, “This is entirely
your fault. If you hadn’t charmed me, enticed me into bed, none of
this would have happened. I can’t believe I let you seduce me.” She
was no longer able to block the twisting sentiments filling her belly.
“And here I thought your brother was the asshole. I’m such a fool.”
She slammed her fist into his chest. “Is this the game you play?
Pretend to be the same man so you can fuck the same woman?”

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Uncontrollable sobs rocked her body, ashamed of what she

allowed to happen. Mortified, she couldn’t control the burning hunger
she had for these men. Confused more than she’d ever been, she spun
away and ran from their sight.

She wasn’t sure why she ran, why she felt so humiliated. Maybe it

was because a side of her she had never let come out finally had.
Maybe it was also a little regret, or maybe it was the fact that she
enjoyed sex with both brothers.

Secretly, she fantasized about being with them, the three of them

together. Their bodies pleasuring hers in ways that would make her
toes curl, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and her heart to stop
beating from the multitude of orgasms they gave her.

She drew in an unsteady breath, realizing that the roller-coaster

emotions that tainted her spirit had turned her into a sobbing mess,
and there was nothing she could do but ride the sentimental ups and
downs until she either fell off or accepted the changes flooding her
mind. Unlike any other experience in her life, she felt a calling to be
with these men and felt compelled by something instinctive to be
close to them. She should be angry, furious with them, but she wasn’t.
She was angry with herself for not admitting that she really wanted to
be with them again. And now she was angry because she had just
walked away, embarrassed of the needs her body demanded and
yearned to experience once again.

What the hell did that say about her?

* * * *

Furious, Luken turned to meet Ryken’s gaze. “I hope you’re

fucking happy. I hope you’re proud of what you’ve done.”

“I’m not,” Ryken quickly answered. “I never intended for this to

happen. I wasn’t thinking about the morning after. I was only thinking
about what I wanted and needed.” He swallowed. “I’m not exactly
proud of the fact that I hurt her, if it makes any difference.”

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“Good, it doesn’t, but maybe you’ve actually developed a

conscience, you fucking idiot.” Luken’s hand dove into the tangles of
his golden hair.

“Maybe I have,” he murmured. The deep baritone of his voice was

filled with remorse.

Luken punched the wall at his side. Frustration seethed from his

every pore. Damn his brother for fucking this up. Damn him for
feeling she belonged to him, too.

This couldn’t be happening. He had waited his entire life for the

one woman who would be his and here he might have to share her
with his twin brother. The knowledge of their fated threesome
bonding was a bitter pill to swallow, but at the rate they were going
neither of them would have her, and that was the worst part of all.

“Luken?” Ryken called out.
He turned to face his brother, pain etched in his face and heart. It

was killing him to look at his brother, killing him that this was the
path they had been forced to follow. “What?” he spat.

Clearing his throat, Ryken asked, “Do you think Tabitha’s aware

she’s one of us?”

* * * *

Tabitha’s blood-curdling scream rocked him to the core. Ryken’s

chest jerked and tightened as his mind instantly seethed with fear.
Both he and Luken ran in the direction Tabitha had disappeared.
Rounding the corner to the adjoining train car, Ryken’s eyes narrowed
at the sight. Two massive men held her. One gripped her legs while
the other restrained her upper body, a steel blade pressed dangerously
against her throat. She was helpless against their hold. They were
three times her size, and judging from their yellow, tarnished eyes,
they were also infected lycans.

Still in human form, Ryken and Luken stood shoulder to shoulder,

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“I suggest you let her go, asshole,” Ryken said, growling as the

beast inside him clawed to break through his hold.

Wild red and yellow eyes beamed in their direction. A rotten-

toothed giant smiled menacingly. “I don’t think so.” The vile man,
holding Tabitha’s upper body snickered in response.

“It’s best if you do as he asks,” Luken chimed in, inclining his

head in Ryken’s direction. “He can be a real prick otherwise.”

Funny, Ryken growled telepathically.
Get ready, Luken warned Ryken. We need to make our move now

or they’re going to jump from the train and we’ll never be able to
track them.

I know, on three…
One…
“Oh, I’m fucking scared, wolf boy,” the other giant said, snarling

as his eyes began to glow with a deeper reddish hue, his body slowly
enlarging and shifting as he held Tabitha. Two…

“Wolf boy?” Luken’s eyes narrowed, staring down the two giant

shitheads morphing into their were-bodies. “I’ll show you wolf boy,
you stupid fucking freaks!”

Now!
Ryken and Luken leapt toward the two infected shifters faster than

the blink of an eye. Partially transforming into the beasts that lay
impatiently inside them, Ryken and Luken’s bodies expanded, chests
bursting with muscles, claws lengthening, and teeth elongating, fierce
and ready. The villainous men dropped Tabitha to the ground
instantly. Relief slammed into Ryken’s chest as she scurried out of the
way, ducking to hide behind a row of seats that had been ripped from
the floor and tossed on its side.

Claws and teeth sharpened like razors. Ryken and Luken sliced at

the men, snarling. The weight of their bodies bore down on the two
uninvited guests.

Ryken’s knee came up, connecting with the rotten-toothed giant’s

midsection. Grunting, the man turned, grabbed hold of Ryken, and

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slammed his face effortlessly against the wall of the train car. The
giant’s super strength was heart-stopping, and the impact of Luken
landing on top of him, nearly did just that. Ryken wheezed as the air
was wrenched form his lungs. He had not even seen Luken being
tossed like a rag doll, but he sure as hell felt the weight of his brother
pounding down on him. Shaking off the dizzying whirl in his head,
Ryken scrabbled to his feet, hauling Luken up alongside him. They
leaped up and rammed their bodies into the giants once more, sending
the men off balance. Without a moment of hesitation, Ryken’s knife-
like claws caught the shorter man in the jugular, partially severing his
head from his body. Tabitha screamed. Her fearful cry crawled along
his skin like a slithering snake.

Rounding, Ryken froze. His body filled with an enormous amount

of tension. His jaw squeezed tight enough to grind his teeth into
powder, shoulders hunched forward. Wide-eyed, he glared. Knelt on
the ground at the giant’s feet was Luken. A razor-sharp blade was
pressed against the bronzed flesh of his brother’s neck.

“No, don’t hurt him,” Tabitha begged, running up behind Ryken.

He grabbed hold of her arms just in time to keep her out of the giant’s
reach.

Gripping her upper arm, he whipped her around to face him.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Ryken growled. His eyes
pierced into hers with more fear than he had ever felt. The need to
protect her rose inside him like the blazing of fire from the pits of
Hell.

She pressed her hands against his chest, eyes pleading and

drenched with fear. “Ryken, do something.” She shuddered, voice
scraping against the back of her throat. “Don’t let him kill your own
brother.”

“Yes, Ryken.” The giant lycan snickered. “Listen to the pretty

lady. Don’t let me kill your worthless piece of shit of a brother.”

His venomous gaze jumped to stare at the giant. “Go fuck

yourself, asshole,” Ryken shouted, pushing Tabitha back behind the

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seat, keeping himself between her and the man he assumed was one of
Mason Levi’s goons.

“Stay the fuck down, until I say otherwise,” he warned her. “Got

it?” His words were not really a question and the words left his mouth
so fast he could have cared less if he pissed her off or not. As long as
she stayed safe and out of the way, he could focus on his brother.

He glanced away from her, but could still feel the heat of her body

and lethal gaze at his back. Yep, he’d pissed her off all right. Then
again, when did he not?

Luken groaned as the giant’s knife dug into the flesh of his neck.

Blood oozed down his strained throat. “Give me the bitch and I’ll let
your ugly twin live,” roared the giant lycan through grit-tarnished
teeth.

Ryken shook his head and chuckled as if unaffected by the

warning comment. “Look here, Tiny, I don’t think you understand
what you’re asking me. See that little lady.” He hiked his thumb over
his shoulder in Tabitha’s direction. “She’s my mate, and he’s only
standing in my way. You’d be doing me a huge favor by ripping his
ugly head off his shoulders.”

Luken’s eyes widened. “You stupid son of a bitch, what the fuck

are you doing?”

“Now, is that any way to talk about mom?”
“Fuck you,” Luken muttered.
Meeting his brother’s freaked-out stare, he shrugged his shoulders

and said, “I can’t have her if you’re in the way.” Ryken’s fingers
twisted around the hidden blade at his back. “I’m sorry, bro, but you
can’t expect me to share the woman destined to be mine forever. How
could I allow it? She’s everything to me and well…you’re just my
brother.”

“Ryken!” Tabitha screamed.
She was clearly horrified by what he was saying, but it was all

part of his plan. He always had a plan.

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The knife flew from Ryken’s fingers and lodged in the forehead of

the mammoth lycan, his large body dropping to the ground. Infected
virus or not, a knife to the brain could kill anyone. Luken was free
and at Ryken’s side in seconds, both grabbing hold of Tabitha as they
launched themselves out the door of the moving train.

Ryken tucked Tabitha in the protection of his arms and legs as

they hit the ground, absorbing the brunt of the impact. Luken stood
first, pulling her to her feet, charging in the opposite direction of the
train. Dipping into the security of the woods around them, they
headed full speed into the thickening darkness.

Luken glanced over his shoulder at his brother. He told him, “We

need to get out of here and fast, find a car, something to put some
distance between us. We can’t smell them, but they can sure as shit
smell us.”

“I know.” Ryken frowned. His wolf nose caught the scent of

something through the thick foliage. He inhaled deeply. “I smell
something up ahead.”

Both Ryken and Luken moved in closer to Tabitha, sliding up

under her spread arms, practically picking her up off the ground to
help her run faster. She was fast, but not fast enough. The goons
following them were swift and deadlier than anything they had ever
faced, and that said a hell of a lot about them.

“There, Luken.” Ryken pointed at a rust bucket of a car parked

alongside a hole-in-the-wall bar located in the middle of nowhere.

“You must have picked up on the delicious urine smell?” Luken

snickered sarcastically. “What a dump.” Glancing over the car, he
asked Ryken, “Can you hotwire that piece of junk?”

“What do you think?” Ryken smirked, tossing back a grin,

knowing damn well he could hotwire a space shuttle if needed.

Hauling a very frightened and confused Tabitha into the backseat

of the car, Ryken got to work. After a few seconds of mucking with
wires, the car fired up. Luken was at his side, his hand resting on the
9mm on the bench seat.

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Gazing down at the gun, Ryken asked, “You didn’t think to pull

that out when we were fighting Mason’s morons?”

Luken shrugged. “Sorry, I was a little distracted.”
By Tabitha, Ryken groaned to himself.
Ryken asked, “Where to?”
“Anywhere, but here. Find us a hotel. Somewhere off the beaten

path would be perfect,” Luken replied. “Somewhere we won’t be
found unless we want to be.”

Ryken glanced at the rearview mirror and sucked in a breath as he

stared at the absent look in Tabitha’s eyes.

It was going to kill him, but he had to do it. For her, he would do

anything. “Luken?” Ryken called to his brother, his voice a cold
rumble.

“What?”
Meeting his brother’s curious gaze, he told him. “Take care of

Tabitha. I’m sure we’ve lost them for now.” He looked back in the
mirror again. Her lips were trembling, tinged a pale blue. “She’s in
shock. She needs to be cared for.” He paused then added, “She needs
you.”

Instantly, Luken twisted in the front seat, glided over the seat, and

slid into the back alongside Tabitha. Settling his arm around her, he
cradled her body against his. She was stiff and a little resistant to him.

Tabitha’s negative reaction to Luken pleased him at first, but he

pushed aside his pride again because he knew she needed the
connection that his brother could provide. He had no choice but to
allow Luken to touch her if they were going to help bring her back to
the real world. She was too important to let a little thing like mating
heat stop him from looking out for her best interests.

Chivalry sucks, he inwardly muttered.
Groaning, he told his brother, “Use your body heat to warm her.

Talk to her, Luken. Reassure her that she’s okay.”

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Luken wrapped his other arm around Tabitha’s front, pulling her

up against his chest and into the warming comfort of his body. He
stroked up and down her arms in a soothing caress.

“Since when did you become ‘Mr. Emotional’—so in tune with a

woman’s needs?”

“Since I discovered that the woman in your arms was my mate,”

Ryken said matter-of-factly.

Luken growled. “We’re going to have to discuss this, you know?”
He shook his head. “No, we’re not. What’s to discuss, brother?

You say she’s your mate, and I know she’s mine. The only thing left
is to see who she chooses.” His gut churned with rolling, bubbling
acid. He knew the obvious choice for her was Luken because he
infuriated her as she did him—unless she chose neither of them. “It
won’t really matter what we discuss if she doesn’t want either of us.”
He exhaled harshly. “Right now, I only want to get her to safety. The
sooner we get to McCarthy Ranch, the better. At least then we’ll have
Sebastian, Jonah, Reyes, and Dominic to back us up.”

Ryken stared out the windshield, while his brother held and

soothed the woman he desired. There was an attraction that burned
inside him, and for so many reasons that he didn’t understand, he
truly cared for her. She consumed his every thought, both waking and
sleeping. Not that he had slept much since collecting her from Seattle,
but the catnap he had managed to take earlier left him with more
arousing need.

Why did just seeing her enchanting face awaken something so

amazing and frightening inside him? He had never been afraid of
anything in his life, but he was terrified of both losing and possessing
her…Tabitha Burns, his mate.

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Chapter Seven

The moment Luken had crossed the threshold of the dingy hotel

room with Tabitha cradled in his arms, it seemed a little less dark and
gloomy. He gently placed her on the bed closest to the bathroom. He
didn’t want her stumbling through the room when she finally came
around. One thing he had learned over the years was that a woman
cherished the bathroom, like it was some private sanctuary where
magical things happened. He didn’t understand it, but he would
accept it.

And truthfully, did he have a choice?
Tabitha had not spoken a word since they fled like bandits from

the train car, but just having her close soothed his beast, brightened
his spirit if even just a little. He hated that she was so lost inside
herself. He could feel her retreat further into the shell of her mind.
Resisting the changes in her body was no longer a choice for Tabitha,
and the sooner he could draw her out of her fractured state, the better
off they all would be.

“Tabitha, sweetheart, can you hear me?” He brushed her blonde

hair away from her face, his fingers playing in the silky strands. He
loved the feel of her hair teasing between his fingers.

In the best reassuring voice he could muster, he whispered,

“We’re safe now. You’re safe. Ryken and I brought you to a hotel
where those men won’t be able to track us. You can rest without
worry. I promise, we’ll watch over you. We’ll protect you, Tabitha.”

Blinking, her eyes watered, before her incredulous gaze rose to

meet his. Voice shaking, she asked, “Weren’t you supposed to protect
me before?”

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Luken swallowed the rising bile that filled his throat. The shame

of his failure slammed into him. “Yes, I was. I’m sorry we let them
get that close to you. It will never happen again.”

At least that was his wish. He would protect her with his last

breath. That was what his gut told him, and his mind and heart agreed.

“They were more than close, Luken. They could’ve killed me at

any time.” Her voice dipped low and hoarse as more tears filled her
eyes. “I had a knife held against my throat.”

He stroked her damp cheek with the backs of his fingers. “I know,

sweetheart. I’m so sorry they hurt you. I promise I won’t let it happen
again.”

He knew his reassurances meant nothing to her if he couldn’t live

up to his word, so he had no other choice but to prove to his mate that
he would do as he promised. She would never be that close to danger
again. No matter what he had to do to ensure it.

“Luken?” Her raspy voice brought him out of his deep thoughts

and back to her tear-streaked face.

He held her gaze as she asked, “Those men…were they even

human?”

“What makes you think that?”
She shrugged slightly. “Something about them wasn’t right. I

could sense it. They moved so fast, I didn’t even see them coming up
on me. The strength they possessed wasn’t normal. I was helpless
against them.” Cringing, she shook her head. “I’ve never felt so
vulnerable in my life. So afraid I was going to die.”

Her hard, heavy sobs stripped him bare. He wanted more than

anything to ease the pain ravaging her mind, to eradicate the memory.
She needed to know what was happening to her, had to know that
what she was about to experience as a lycan would change her life
forever. “Tabitha, there is so much I want to share with you, but I’m
afraid now might not be the best of times.”

Her body trembled as she closed her eyes. One final tear slid

down her pale cheek as sleep won over. She was no longer responding

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to the heat of his touch or the comfort of his voice, so he wrapped her
shivering body into the warmth of the blankets, securely tucking her
in.

Ryken had disappeared outside, scanning the layout around them,

securing the perimeter for the night. There were only a handful of
hours left before sunrise, but a few hours of rest were better than
none.

Luken turned off the light beside the bed, kissed her forehead, and

vanished into the bathroom. He was desperate for a shower. Blood
stained his hands and neck. The fear that blazed inside Tabitha started
because of the men who had attacked them on the train. Watching
Ryken slice through the neck of the assailant had to have been the
reason for her mental breakdown. The blood spatter alone was enough
to shock and horrify the most battle-trained beings. Not to ignore the
little-known fact that her once fragile body was now being ravaged by
an aggressive lycan DNA.

When she finally came fully around, he didn’t want her staring at

his blood-soaked clothing. He did not want her to remember what
they had done to escape the situation. It was horrible enough that she
had been present to begin with, that they had allowed her to be
manhandled by Mason Levi’s men.

His need to protect her was fierce as was his need to make love to

her. Some men waited a lifetime to find their mates, the one truly
meant to soothe the beast inside. He had to figure out a way to make
things right with her, had to find a way to convince her that they were
meant for each other.

Holding Tabitha in his arms had never felt so right. She was a

perfect fit for him and he would do anything for her to see that.
Except one thing—he didn’t think he could destroy the bond with his
brother just for the affections and love of a woman. No matter how
much he wanted Tabitha. No matter how much it would destroy him
to lose her.

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Luken needed to talk with Ryken, needed to figure out what they

were going to do about their little love triangle. Ryken always had a
plan, and maybe they would be lucky enough for him to have one
now.

* * * *

The squeaking of the shower faucet and the pounding of water

against the wall of tile in the bathroom yanked her out of the trance
she had somehow been submerged in. She could hear the water
banging against the tub. Inhaling a lungful of air, she caught Luken’s
scent. Ryken was not in the room. Freeing herself of the tight confines
of the blanket, she tossed the covers to the side and sprung off the
bed. She snaked the cell phone off the nightstand and tiptoed to the
door with a purpose, quietly opening the door and exiting the room.

She stumbled, arms pumping like pistons. Her legs were on fire.

She ran in the direction of the woods. She had to get away from them
so she could finally have a moment to herself to think. Her first
thought was that she had to speak with Brie, and above all things, she
had to know that the strange situations she had been experiencing
were not some figment of her imagination, and that she could truly
trust the men accompanying her. She wanted to believe that, more
than anything, but trusting and believing in the brothers was nearly
impossible after what she had witnessed with them—a night filled
with passion and blood was not exactly the lasting impression she had
hoped for.

She had run as far as she could before feeling the first wave of

nausea twist in her gut, and she abruptly stopped to catch her breath,
leaning over, hands resting on her knees. She felt the bulge of the
phone in her pocket and grabbed it. Opening the phone, she
discovered that the last name dialed belonged to Sebastian McCarthy.
That was the name Brie had given her the other day. McCarthy was
soon to be her married name.

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Her fingers quivered as she dialed the number. A brusque,

commanding voice charged through the phone. “You two get out
okay?”

“Who is this?” Tabitha demanded with as much gusto as she could

muster. “Where’s Brie?”

“Tabitha?” the thunderous voice asked. “Tabitha Burns?”
Surprised to hear him say her name, she squeezed the phone

tighter and questioned, “How do you know me?”

“My name is Sebastian McCarthy. Brie is my fiancée.”
Her gut knotted. Panic assailed her. “Where is she? I need to

speak with her.”

“Tabitha, is something wrong?” he asked, his voice oozing with

concern. She didn’t want his concern. She wanted to speak to her best
friend, and she wanted to do it now.

Heart pounding, her words charged from her mouth with strong

inflection. “Damn, dude, are you deaf? I said I wanted to speak with
Brie, not you. Now get her on the damn phone before I get really
pissed off.”

Sucking in a gulp of air, Tabitha waited as the line went silent. As

she listened, she heard rustling in the background. Brie’s voice was
faint, but recognizable. She was there. Tabitha’s heart beat faster with
hope.

“Tabitha, what’s wrong?” Brie’s voice eased through the panic

filling her head even though there was a tone of worry woven in her
words.

“Oh, God, Brie, please help me. What’s going on? What’s

happening to me?”

“Calm down, honey. Tell me what happened. Are Ryken and

Luken with you?”

Sobbing, Tabitha took a seat on a log nearby. She wheezed, “No,

I’ve run away.”

“You what?” Brie all but screamed the words into the phone.

“Tabitha, you’re in danger. Mason Levi’s men are tracking you to get

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to me. You must return to Ryken and Luken. They’re there to protect
you. I should have told you sooner, but I was afraid you’d freak out
and not come to McCarthy Ranch. I couldn’t take the chance that you
would come willingly, especially when I shocked you with my sudden
news. Sending Ryken and Luken was truly our only option to ensure
that you were kept safe.”

Sniffling, Tabitha sat down on a stump. “Oh, I believe you.” She

paused, sucking in a deep, calming breath. “We were attacked on the
train. Two very large, very strange men tried to kidnap me, which
seems odd to me now considering that’s what I thought Ryken and
Luken were trying to do.”

Brie sighed, explaining, “No, honey, Ryken and Luken are friends

of mine. They’re my fiancé’s cousins.”

A forced giggle rasped through her sobs. “Well, then I’m sure

you’ll find it amusing that I was not only attacked by two goons, but I
stupidly slept with both Ryken and Luken.”

“You what? Both of them?” Never in her life had Tabitha heard

Brie sound so astounded as if she couldn’t believe Tabitha capable of
having sex with one guy, let alone two. The cool, smooth-talking Brie
was letting her true passions blast through loud and clear.

Inhaling a gulp of air, she fought against the need to cover her

face in shame. She already felt like the skin covering her body didn’t
belong to her, that her thoughts were not her own. She was sick to
death with the strangeness consuming her body, mind, and soul.
“Don’t you dare yell at me, Brie. Right now I’m fucked in the head
and I could use your help, okay?”

Groaning, Brie muttered, “Sounds like you were fucked

somewhere else.” The seemingly judgmental voice of her best friend
cut through the air like a knife. Or maybe it was a knife in her back
she felt twisting, jabbing in deeper with the coldness of her tone.

She ran a hand through her mussed hair, gripping hold of it near

the roots. Gritting her teeth, she said plainly, “Don’t, Brie. Don’t

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judge me. I don’t need to hear it right now. I need your help. You can
scold me later for all I care, but not now.”

Her tone softened with surprise. “I don’t want to scold you and

I’m not judging you. I seriously think you are overreacting.” She
sighed. “I guess what’s been done doesn’t really matter now anyway
because. Sebastian is most likely going to kill both Ryken and Luken
when they return to McCarthy Ranch. They were warned not to touch
you. They were given specific instructions to bring you to me
unharmed, and it sure as shit sounds like they’ve done a pretty shitty
job at that.” Brie’s voice had a hard, raspy edge to it as it dropped into
a whisper. “I’m not too thrilled with them myself actually. They never
should have taken you without explaining who they were, never
should have slept with you…unless you really wanted it of course,
and they never should have let you get anywhere near danger or find a
way to escape them so you could call me.”

She quickly gazed around the dark surroundings, realizing that

charging out into the middle of nowhere was probably not the
brightest idea she ever had. “I’m so scared.”

“Why didn’t you just ask them to call me? They would’ve given

you the phone, we could’ve spoken without you putting yourself in
harm’s way.” Brie’s soft voice was the comfort she had hoped to find.

“I didn’t think about it,” she admitted. “What am I supposed to do,

now?”

She couldn’t admit to Brie that she was more frightened of being

alone with Ryken and Luken again. There was something drawing her
to them, like a magnet she couldn’t help but be attracted to. They
called to her in a primal, unexplained way. She didn’t want anything
bad to happen to them, and the more she thought about it, the worse
she felt.

“I’ll tell you exactly what you’re going to do.” Brie’s voice

boomed through the phone with a commanding power Tabitha had
never witnessed before. “You are going to march that stubborn ass of
yours back to Ryken and Luken where you are going to have them

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call Sebastian, and then they are going to arrange for you to be
brought to me as they were supposed to have done in the first place.”

Gasping with nerves, she asked, “And you are absolutely sure I

can trust them?”

She might have strange urges that told her to run to them and

never look back, but she still couldn’t shake the fact that she didn’t
really know them. She knew practically nothing about them other than
what Luken had shared with her, if that was even the truth, and that
they were related to Brie’s fiancé.

“Just keep your panties on and you should be fine,” Brie muttered

with a hint of laughter in her voice. “And if you run across any of
Mason Levi’s men, you need to have one of the wonder twins call
Sebastian immediately. There seems to be a hell of a lot more of them
than we first thought. You need to be extremely careful, Tabitha. Do
not fucking dilly-dally.”

What else was Tabitha going to do? Stand in the middle of the

woods like a helpless little girl? Not likely. “Okay, I’ll do as you ask,
and I’ll have them call you as soon as I get back to the hotel room.”

“I expect to hear back from you in less than ten minutes. The

clock’s ticking. Get your ass in gear.”

Damn, who was this woman giving her orders? An aggressive,

commanding woman—Brie had changed, and it seemed it was for the
better. Maybe this fiancé of hers was not an asshole, after all. Maybe
he was the reason for the newly reenergized independent woman Brie
had become.

Closing the phone, Tabitha stood and began running in the

direction of the hotel. She couldn’t see it, but she knew exactly where
it was. Her sense of direction was incredible.

Not to mention her sense of smell which picked up Ryken’s sexy

as hell woodsy fragrance, as if he had been standing in front of her.
She stopped, knowing he was close, could feel his eyes burning along
her skin as he stared at her. The fine hairs along her nape stood on
end. She felt his fury, felt his displeasure regarding her running from

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them, but she was returning to them, so maybe she would be lucky
and they wouldn’t scold her too badly.

Lord knew, she had already received enough ass-chewing from

Brie.

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Chapter Eight

Ryken’s eyes narrowed as he studied his mate, pure, volatile anger

seething from every pour. Did she not understand the danger she was
in? Did she not understand that his job was to protect her no matter
what? Why did she insist on running from them?

He stepped free of the shadows cast by the massive trees

surrounding them, and his jaw ticked with each step he took, drawing
closer to her. She could have injured herself out there alone. He had to
show her exactly why she needed to stay in his custody and he had to
convince her that there was no other place where she would be safe
other than with them.

Them? He scowled at his slip of the tongue. Or was it?
“Stay away from me,” Tabitha warned, her voice tinged with a

forced confidence and a hint of fear. He knew her fear well now,
could smell it like a blossoming rose. Good, he wanted her to be
afraid. Not of him, but of the things that hid within the shadows of the
night. Creatures that would take great pleasure in breaking a strong-
willed woman like Tabitha.

Closing in on her, he muttered, “I can’t.” Biting back the anger

bubbling up in his chest, he squeezed his hands into tight fists. “I’ve
tried, told myself you don’t want me. I get that, but I still can’t resist
you. I need to be close to you. I need to keep you safe.”

She laughed, the wispy sound edged with disbelief. “So, you think

coming out here and talking to me in the same suave, charming way
your brother does will make me forgive you? Make me stop wanting
to fight with you? Well, it won’t work, so don’t bother,” she told him.

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She spun around, turning away from him. She stumbled and

tripped over a well-hidden log. As she began to fall, Ryken quickly
grabbed hold of her arms, stopping her decent before she landed flat
on her face.

He propped her back up onto her feet with ease. She ripped her

arms out of his hold. “Don’t touch me,” she barked.

His chest tightened with regret. “I know I hurt you. I’m sorry for

that. I’m also sorry for what you saw me do on the train. That must
have been a shock.”

“A shock?” She narrowed her eyes and scrunched her nose.

“Ryken, you killed a man, but that was nothing compared to what you
said to me in the corridor of the train. You said you wanted a chance
to fuck me because your brother had.” She bit her quivering lip. “You
said I was frigid.” She paused for a long moment. Fists balled at her
sides, she snapped, “Ryken, you fucked me in my ass. You hurt me.
You took my body, and then treated me like shit afterwards. You had
no right to hurt me. No right to say those things to me when we were
alone and then be so cold in front of Luken. I was prepared to give
you a chance, but you screwed up—again.” Her voice trembled as she
yelled at him.

Bile rose up in his throat, and he swallowed, trying to keep his

emotions in check. He hated himself for what he had done to her, but
she had to know he didn’t have a choice. She was his mate. The
desires she aroused in him were like a possession. He had no other
choice, but to be with her, to own her—forever.

Ryken’s spine went ramrod stiff as he said, “I know. And you’re

right. I acted badly, and I was…jealous. I never should have touched
you, but I only did it because—”

“What? You only did it because…” Her voice trailed off, the last

words hanging in the air like a two-ton elephant. “Spit it out, Ryken.”

“Tabitha, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
She chuckled coldly in response. “I’ve seen grown men rip

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razors, and jumped from a fucking moving train. Being chased by
men who looked more like wild animals has a way of making you
believe almost anything. At the rate I’m going, I’m likely to even
believe you. Now spill it.”

He nodded, accepting that he had no other choice but to appease

her. To share with her that the worst of her nightmares had nothing at
all to do with him, but because of something that happened before
they ever met. She was starting to sound brave and forceful, and that
was good because she would need those militant emotions after he
revealed the details of what the present future had in store for.

“Have you noticed any changes about your behavior over the last

few weeks? Have you felt different?”

Eyes narrowing, she frowned.
“How’s your hearing, your eyesight?”
Crossing her arms over her chest, she questioned, “What is this,

Ryken? Why are you asking me this? What’s how I’m feeling got
anything to do with what you’ve come to talk with me about?”

“Because it does.” Pausing, he asked her, “Be honest with me,

Tabitha, are you attracted to me? Have you been since we met? Is
there something between us?”

The lines around her eyes and mouth tightened as she scowled.

Again she turned to escape him, but he quickly grabbed her arms,
eyeing her with great intent. She snapped, “I don’t see what any of
this has to do with getting me to believe you. Just fucking tell me
what you’re trying to say, Ryken. Stop messing around.”

He shook his head, stepping closer, arguing, “I’m not messing

around, Tabitha. I’m trying to get you to see a few things before I
drop the whammy of all whammies on you.”

Frustration pounded in his skull like a drum. He needed her to

understand she was in danger from herself as well as from Mason
Levi’s men.

She held his intense stare, arms molded tighter over her ample

breasts, apprehension filled her gaze.

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He licked his dry lips and swallowed, then asked, “I realize this

might be a strange question, but I have to know…were you attacked a
few weeks ago? Bitten by a wild animal or had sex with someone
other than me or Luken?”

She sucked in a shocking breath. Dropping her arms to her side,

she glared at him. Hands balling into tight fists, she spat, “It’s none of
your damn business who I’ve slept with.”

“So you haven’t slept with anyone else besides us,” he quickly

responded.

“I didn’t say that,” she countered.
“But you didn’t deny it either,” he reminded her. His hands held

her at her upper arms with enough strength to let her know he could
most definitely overpower her. “When were you attacked?”

Eyes wide, she swallowed, staring at him with an enormity of

seething hate. She suddenly glanced away from him, looking at the
ground beside them. Hesitating for a long moment, she revealed, “A
few weeks ago.”

A gasp of air whooshed from his lungs as his fingers glided up

and down her arms in a comforting caress. Strangely, it pained him to
know she’d been hurt and he wasn’t there to protect her.

“Tell me what happened.”
Eyeing him, she questioned, “Why? What’s this got to do with

anything?”

He sighed heavily. “Tabitha, please tell me what happened.”

Surely, she could hear the desperate plea in his voice and he didn’t
care. He would open his heart up for her if that was what she needed.

For a long moment she stared up at him. Finally, she said, “I was

walking to my car late one night after work. I heard something behind
me. When I turned around—”

He caressed her cheek. “It’s okay, Tabitha. I’m here with you.

You’re safe now.”

She nodded and took a deep breath before finishing her thought.

“Some kind of massively large animal with glowing golden eyes

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attacked me. I tried to run, but I didn’t get far.” She hung her head as
tears leaked from her eyes.

The beast roared inside his head, angry that she had been attacked

by another fucking lycan. “The spot where you were bitten, has it
healed?”

She absently rolled her shoulder. “Yes.” She nodded.
Ignoring her earlier query, he asked, “And to answer my previous

questions, you do hear and see better than before?”

She swallowed. “Yes.”
“Your sex drive, has it been elevated?”
Obviously appalled by his question, she swatted at his arms,

“Fuck you, Ryken,” she snapped. “I can’t believe I fell for that.
You’re just trying to get into my pants again, and it won’t work.” She
pushed away from him, creating unwanted distance. At least as far as
Ryken was concerned.

He moved in, closing the distance again. He told her, “Tabitha, as

much as I would love to be wedged inside that hot little body of
yours, fucking you senseless, I’m more concerned with the fact that
you were bitten by a wolf. A lycan.”

She distorted her face, eyes narrowing, lips turned down into a

frown. “You’re such an asshole.”

The corner of his mouth curled up into a crooked grin. “I know,

but that’s beside the point.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” she begged.
He stroked the side of her face, fingers brushing into the strands of

silky soft hair. Remarkably, she didn’t object to his touch and that
pleased the beast as well as the man. “The urges you have, the
changes in your physical abilities, the desires you have for me and my
brother, it’s all part of the transformation. Lycanthropy.”

Slapping away his touch again, she argued, “You’re insane. I’m

not undergoing any transformation. And I don’t even want to know
what Lycanthropy is.”

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“Tabitha, I know this is a shock, but you’re becoming a werewolf,

and the sooner you accept the changes in your body, the sooner you’ll
adjust.”

She stared at him for a long moment before erupting into laughter.

“You’re out of your mind, you know that? Did Brie know just how
crazy you were when she sent you to get me?” She glanced around the
area. “Don’t tell me…there are cameras out there spying on us. We
are being watched, right? This is all some kind of prank—a joke?”

“No, Tabitha, this is not a joke.” The harsh rumble that sprung

from his throat had her silenced in seconds. “Tabitha, I’m going to
show you something, but I beg you not to run. I’ll only chase after
you if you do.” He stared into her sparkling green eyes and wondered
if she was brave enough to handle what he was about to show her.
“Remember Tabitha, no matter what, I will not hurt you. I am in
complete control.”

Ryken’s beast clawed at his mind, eager to make an appearance.

He knew this was not the smartest thing to do, but how else could he
convince her that what he was telling her was the truth?

The wolf inside him was finally happy, had wanted to run. The

beast was ready to play, but mostly he was eager to fuck his mate. He
needed her to accept him, all of him, but more than that he needed her
to accept her own fate.

The flesh of his hands and feet split, revealing the elongating

bones and claws of the wolf beneath the meaty surface. His body and
face shifted and transformed into the menacing black wolf with eyes
that would glow as silvery as the moon above.

Eyes wide, she screamed, turned, and began running further into

the thickening woods. He had told her not to run. His wolf would only
hunt her down, and once he got to her, he would have little control
over the wild urges of the beast. The run would awaken him,
stimulate him beyond rational thinking. The wolf already wanted her,
and now he only wanted her more.

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“Tabitha,” the wolf roared, just before a deep throaty howl broke

the air.

Claws ripped into the loose and hard dirt under his paws, tearing

the vegetation from the ground as he charged after his mate. Fury
filled his wild mind. He wouldn’t let her get far, wouldn’t let her
escape. That’s why he followed her out here in the first place. The
location was so secluded that there was little chance that she would
make it far enough away that he couldn’t catch her. He was one of the
fastest runners in his pack, and hunting and tracking was his specialty.
And right now he had his sights set on tracking down his disobedient
mate.

* * * *

She knew it. He was going to kill her, tear the flesh from her body

and leave her decaying corpse rotting for the birds and animals to
dispose of. There would be nothing left of her, nothing that would
reveal what had happened to her. Who would even believe it
possible?

Ryken had transformed before her eyes, becoming a monster, a

beast. Black fur consumed his body, sharp claws and teeth elongated.
His human size was massive before his change, now it dwarfed in
comparison.

Her mind froze from fear. All she could do was run as fast and as

far away from him as she could. The fierce growl teased her ears,
warning her of his closeness. Stumbling over foliage, rocks, and
sticks, she prayed she would make it somewhere safe. That by some
supernatural means she would outrun Ryken, escaping the massacre
he was sure to deliver.

Tripping over something, her head smacked the ground hard.

Bright flashes of light blurred her vision. A blinding, debilitating pain
filled her head, numbing her senses momentarily. Her gut rolled with
wave after wave of nausea. She was going to be sick.

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She was no physical match against Ryken, didn’t stand a chance

against the monster closing in on her heels. But she couldn’t surrender
without a fight. Sure, he might kill her, but it would be on her own
terms. She wouldn’t be a victim—not this time.

Scrambling to her feet, she shifted directions, aiming for a darker,

more secluded area. Trees that stretched towards the sky littered the
horizon. Thick, heavy brush covered the ground—a perfect place
where she could find a spot to hide.

As she ran for her life, Tabitha reached deep inside herself,

digging at the last of her reserve. Thoughts of her life raced in her
mind, remembering how hard she fought to achieve everything in her
life. Things didn’t come easy for her. She worked her tail off in
college, paying her own way because her parents couldn’t afford to.
Then she secured a job that basically started in the basement. Years of
struggle and she finally climbed her way out from the bottom,
discovering a true sense of accomplishment. Now, her life might be
over before she even had a chance to share her success with someone
she loved and cared about. Why had she waited so long to be happy?
Why did it take a monster chasing her down to make her see just how
much of her life she ignored?

Staring death in the face gave her a newfound perspective. Had

she had a chance to do it all over again, maybe she would do things
differently. Maybe she would do more than work her ass off. Maybe
she would find time to go out with friends and enjoy herself. Maybe
she wouldn’t blame her parents for the choices she believed they had
forced her to make.

Life was funny. Too bad there was nothing funny about being

chased by a monster.

Tabitha ducked behind a tree and scrambled on her hands and

knees, crawling underneath a thick coverage of brush. Her heart raced
as she stared out along the ground, ears on alert. Waiting for the first
sign of Ryken, she closed her eyes and prayed that she would wake up
and discover this was all just a bad dream. None of this could be real.

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Monsters didn’t really exist. They were all part of her imagination.
Too many hours spent watching supernatural television shows.

The snapping of a twig in front of her held her attention. Her

breath froze in her chest as she looked out, eyes focused and ready.
Fingers plunged into the ground, digging in for traction.

Screeching, she kicked with all her might as something strong

gripped hold of her ankles, yanking her out from under the thick
foliage. Flipping her effortlessly, Ryken dove on top of her. His naked
body pinned her down onto the hard ground. She twisted and bucked,
but her actions were futile.

“Stop,” Ryken warned, and his eyes continued to glow

disturbingly silver.

She stilled as the tone of his voice commanded her to do. Her

heart pounded so loud that she was deaf to all other sounds around
her. Then, she realized it was not her heart she heard thundering in her
ears, but Ryken’s.

“I told you not to run from me,” he rasped, his breath on her face.
“What are you?” she asked, voice trembling.
Ryken’s eyes rounded with annoyance. “Damn, woman. Did you

listen to anything I said? I’m a werewolf, and so are you. What just
happened to me will happen to you within the week. I didn’t want to
scare you, but you left me with little choice.”

Shaking her head, she told him, “No, that can’t be true.

Werewolves don’t exist.”

He glared at her, brows high on his forehead. “Really? Then you

should explain that to Brie because she’s marrying my alpha.”

Swallowing back the fear choking her, she couldn’t believe what

he was telling her. This had to be a lie. “What are you talking about?”
She wiggled in his grasp, fighting to free herself from his
strengthening hold. “Brie would never get mixed up in this.”

His grip on her wrists tightened. She knew she must be pissing

him off. Something she should really refrain from doing.

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“Brie is marrying one of us. She knows we exist, has for some

time now.”

“Really?” she barked with disbelief in her voice. “Then why

didn’t she tell me?”

“I don’t know, maybe because she knew you’d react like this.” He

eased off of her. Her heated gaze fell to his naked body, lingering
over the part of him that always reacted to her.

She quickly rose to her feet, swaying from side to side like a

drunken sailor.

“Maybe you should sit down,” he suggested.
“I don’t want to sit down.”
Her legs wobbled underneath the weight of her body, but he was

quick to catch her.

“Maybe you should lie down,” he suggested again.
Eyeing him with the deep heat of hatred, she snapped sharply,

“Last time I laid down, you shoved your cock in my ass, so forgive
me if I say, no thank you.”

“Actually you were on your hands and knees if you remember

correctly.”

She frowned at him.
“You’re never going to forgive me, are you?”
“Nope. You are a son of a bitch who deserves to suffer. I hope

you enjoyed fucking me, Ryken, because you’re never going to do it
again. You or your damn brother,” she spat.

* * * *

“That’s a shame,” Ryken growled, closing the distance between

them, pulling her up against his chest. His eyes warm, he knew the
desires blazing inside him were being driven by the wolf.

He moved in towards her, her palms pressed flat against his chest.

“Your eyes,” she whispered. “They’re silver.”

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“It’s the wolf, Tabitha.” His deep voice rolled from his throat,

laced with passions only she could invoke in him. “My wolf is very
attracted to yours.” He nuzzled her neck, sniffing the scent of her hair.

She shivered against his chest. “I’m not a wolf, Ryken. You could

still be fucking with me for all I know.”

He growled low in his throat. “Denial won’t change anything,

Tabitha.”

He eased her head back to stare up at him. She told him, “No, but

it will keep me from being hurt by you again.”

He stroked her cheek with the back of his knuckles. “Never again,

Tabitha. Never again will you have to worry that I’m lying to you. I
will never deceive you. Earning your trust is all I care about.”

He hesitated and then wrapped his hand around the back of her

neck, kissing her, loving her mouth with heated intensity. She leaned
into his touch, moaning into his mouth as he caressed and teased her
lips.

Parting from the kiss, he confessed, “That and pleasuring your

amazing body, baby. There are so many things I wish to do to you. So
many things I need to experience with my mate.”

She stiffened in his arms. “Stop saying things like that to me,

Ryken. I don’t understand why you keep calling me your mate. I ran
away from Luken before I had the courage to ask him.”

Jealousy panged in his gut. “Were you with him again?”
Her eyes rounded in surprise. “No,” she quickly told him.
He swallowed back the rising need to keep her all to himself, but

he knew it was ultimately her choice to decide if she wanted him or
not. He wouldn’t push her, unless she left him with no other option.

“But you wanted to be with him. Do you have urges to be with

him, Tabitha?”

She couldn’t meet his eyes. Her voice trembled as she admitted,

“Yes.”

He nodded, jaw tightening.

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Pushing past his own selfish emotions, he placed his finger under

her chin and raised her timid face so he could stare into her eyes. Eyes
he hoped he could gaze into for all eternity.

“Don’t ever be afraid to tell me how you truly feel. I want honesty

between us always. I need a chance to earn your respect.”

Her eyes watered as she locked gazes with him. “Ryken, I don’t

understand what’s happening to me.”

“The wolf is what’s happening to you, Tabitha,” he told her in a

matter-of-fact tone.

She shook her head. “No, not that, I mean, I don’t understand why

I want you both so bad.”

Ryken’s heart skittered to a stop. Had she said what he thought

she said? “You want us both?” he breathed.

She nodded hesitantly. “Yes, the thought of being without you,

either one of you…I can’t do it. It doesn’t seem right. I hurt when I
think about leaving. My heart, my mind, everything hurts. I have
desires, cravings that I’ve never experienced before. Whenever I let
those thoughts surface, it’s your face I see pleasuring me. Yours and
Luken’s.” She placed her hands on the sides of her head. “God, I
sound like such a slut.”

“No,” he said, kissing her mouth again. “You sound like a woman

who’s found her mates.”

She stared at him curiously, eyes widening with anticipation.

“Mating? You keep saying that to me. What are you talking about?”

* * * *

A figure stepped clear of the shadows, and she knew it was Luken

before he even spoke. His voice eased over her like a warm blanket.
“It’s when two wolves choose each other to bond with forever. It’s a
connection that keeps a couple united. The feelings never go away.
They only grow stronger.”

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As Luken approached, she said, “So basically what you’re saying

is I’m stuck with you?” She glanced from one to the other. “Both of
you?”

Ryken took a large step back, making room for Luken to stand

beside him. No longer crowding her, he acknowledged, “Not if you
don’t want to be.”

Ryken looked as if he was holding his breath. She folded her arms

across her chest and muttered, “I’m listening.”

“You don’t have to pick either one of us Tabitha,” Ryken

informed her. “The connection you feel will never go away. You will
always know we’re out there, ready and willing to satisfy your every
need.” His voice grew raspy and deeper. “But you will never be able
to fully ignore the instincts flaming inside your body, clawing at the
back of your mind. Instincts that beg you to accept the connection and
the men before you as your mates.”

“You can pretend to ignore it, but you can never deny it,” Luken

added.

“And what does that mean?”
Ryken’s gaze grew darker as he shared with her, “It means you

can’t ignore what’s right in front of you. You will never be able to
forget us and the pleasures we’ve given you. You will never be able
to truly live without us. Whatever you do in this life, our faces, our
touch, our passions will always haunt you.”

“Well, that’s just fucked up,” she muttered, hands flying to her

hips.

Luken covered his mouth, hiding his laughter.
“There is nothing funny about this. I’ve pretty much lived a

normal life until you two showed up.”

“No, actually that’s not true,” Luken’s voice rumbled.
Ryken was the next to speak, his voice just as deep and thundering

as Luken’s. “Your life was forever changed the day you were bitten
by a werewolf. Your life was forever changed for the better when
Luken and I showed up.”

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Brow furrowed, she glared at Ryken and said, “Damn, you are a

cocky son of a bitch.”

He shrugged and said, “I’m only stating the truth.”
“And how exactly did you make my life better? You kidnapped

me, got me practically captured by the goon squad, and now you’ve
given me the best news of all…I’m a freaking werewolf with two
werewolf lovers. How fucking sweet is that,” she muttered with a
heightened level of annoyance and extreme mockery.

“Sarcasm will get you everything with me, ya know?” Ryken

teased.

“Oh, shut up,” she snapped through gritted teeth, hands fisted at

her sides. “You drive me crazy you know that?”

He was on her the next second, holding her against him.
“I’ll always drive you crazy, baby.” She stared up at him, as the

heat from his touch seared her skin. “And that’s just one of the things
you like most about me. My wild side inflames you, makes you hot,
makes your pussy wet for my cock.”

“Ryken, don’t,” she pleaded, twisting her body in his hands. He

wouldn’t release her.

He held his mouth above her ear and whispered, “Don’t what,

Tabitha? Don’t tell you that I want you so much my chest hurts?
Don’t tell you that I can still taste your sweet pussy on my lips,
teasing my tongue? That my cock aches to be inside you once again,
pleasuring you till you come?” He groaned. “Oh, Tabitha. You don’t
have any idea what you do to me.”

Her legs went weak, and had he not been holding her, she would

have dropped like a lead weight to the ground. “You shouldn’t say
these things to me, Ryken. It’s not normal what I’m feeling for
you…both of you.”

Suddenly, she was turned, her back against Ryken’s chest. She

faced Luken, his fierce arms locked around her like a vise. “There is
nothing normal about wanting something as badly as I want you,
Tabitha. Ryken and I will never desire another woman like we desire

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you. To us, this is so much more than the simple act of fucking. The
connection we have with you…it—” His eyes cast downward as he
pressed his lips into a tight scowl.

“What? Tell me,” she begged.
His eyes locked with hers, as he explained, “You are our forever.

No other woman will ever touch our souls as you have. We will never
accept another woman in our lives because the only woman we want
is you. We mate for life, Tabitha, and we live a very long time.”

“This is crazy. We’ve just met.”
“When it’s meant to be it doesn’t take much more than a

conversation, a touch, or even a kiss to know you’ve met the one who
is meant for you.” Luken released a heavy sigh.

Nuzzling against her cheek, Ryken asked, “Will you give us a

chance to prove to you what we mean? Will you forgive me and allow
us to start anew?” He kissed her ear. His breath dipped inside and sent
shivers tingling up and down her spine. “Tabitha, I know I sound like
a broken record, but please give me a chance to show you that I can
be the man you want. The man you desire. The man you can trust.”

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Chapter Nine

Whatever was happening to her was beyond her control. She was

now bound to Ryken and Luken as if they had somehow become a
vital extension of her body and without them, she would cease to
exist. Tormented by the arousal swamping through her veins and
mind, she closed her eyes and sobbed. These strange urges she was
experiencing didn’t belong to her. She didn’t understand why all of
these things were happening to her. Why did she feel so helpless
against Ryken and Luken? So powerless to do or feel anything except
their passion—raw, primal desires that caused her blood to pump
fierce and wild throughout her veins. Their physical closeness alone
fired through her body, making her feel as if she couldn’t function for
a moment without Ryken or Luken impacting her life.

Even as the heavy sobs rocked her body, she could no longer deny

the bonding she felt forming between them since their first encounter.
A primitive power and instinct surrounded her. But the changes
happening to her didn’t feel right, didn’t come from the person she
knew herself to be. This was not the life she would have chosen for
herself. A normal life was what she wanted—one that consisted of a
steady job, a house, a husband, and a family. A simple life as a human
being, not a Goddamn werewolf.

“Don’t be scared, Tabitha.” Luken’s voice rolled over her in a

hypnotic haze, breaking her free of the fear that rippled inside her. He
brushed the fallen tear from her cheek. “We want you…all of
you…not just your body. This connection thriving between us, the
one I know you feel is so much more than just sex.”

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Ryken’s hands slid around her waist, climbing up her stomach and

ribs, inflaming her skin. Masculine fingers closed possessively over
one nipple, teasing, sampling, measuring the responsiveness of her
body. She was very responsive. Arousal consumed her, tearing
through her senses and every cell in her body. She choked back a sob
as his fingers plucked at her sensitive nipple.

“Oh,” she gasped.
The corners of Ryken’s mouth lifted into a knowing smile. “You

desire me,” he mused, his voice a husky rumble. “I know you do. I
can smell your mouthwatering cunt, and I want so much to taste your
sweet pussy again.” Cocking an eyebrow, he turned her to face him
and wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her against him by
the small of her back. “Do you enjoy my touch, Tabitha?” He nuzzled
his whiskered face against her cheek, erotically abrading her skin.
“Do you like the feel of my skin on yours, the way my hands caress
your beautiful body?”

She quivered as he whispered words in her ear that made her heart

race faster. Her breath snagged in her chest the moment he nibbled on
her ear. The warmth of his touch sent shivers tingling up and down
her spine.

“Kiss me, Tabitha. Give me permission to love you.” The husky

growl in Ryken’s voice had her toes curling inside her shoes.

What did she have to lose by giving into his wishes? Tabitha

believed she had everything she wanted. But if that were true then
why did she feel so lost and miserable? Why did the thought of being
without these men frighten her more than the knowledge of losing her
independence or better yet becoming a werewolf—a fact she had yet
to accept fully.

Her chest tightened as she swallowed the nerves choking her. She

said softly, “Promise me something, both of you.”

“Anything, just ask,” Ryken quickly responded.

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Swallowing hard again, she whispered, “Promise me you won’t

hurt me. Promise that I’m not just some piece of ass you’re tricking
into fucking in the woods…or on a train.”

“Tabitha—” Ryken and Luken both called out to her, moving

forward, surrounding her with their large, imposing bodies.

Raising her hands up to both of them, she protested, “Wait. I need

to know that I mean more to you than that. I’m not asking for love—
in fact it’s better if we don’t ever go there—but to know that I’m not
just a notch on your bedpost. I don’t care if it’s a lie. I still need to
hear you tell me it’s not.”

Ryken and Luken both eliminated the distance, closing in around

her. Their large physical size didn’t frighten her. In fact, it did just the
opposite. She felt safe standing between them, collecting the warmth
of their bodies like she was a prized treasure. She could smell their
need for her. She thought she had picked up on it before, but now
standing so close to them she was sure that was what she sensed.
Strange as it was, her senses were becoming more acute.

Luken twined his fingers into her hair, pressing his lips to the soft

strands. “We’ve told you already, Tabitha. No one will ever be a part
of us as you are. You belong with us. The only woman meant to be
our one and true mate.”

“There will never be another for us,” Ryken reminded her. “I can

promise you this, Tabitha, I will always want you. I will always desire
you, and there will never be a woman who can piss me off or turn me
on more than you.”

The twinge of a smile tugged at her lips. “You do have a unique

way of irritating me, Ryken.” She placed the palm of her hand on the
side of his face, rubbing against the coarse whiskers of his cheek and
jaw. The gesture felt normal, like she had done it a hundred times
before.

The touch of his skin sent a jolt of electricity blasting throughout

her system, but his touch was nothing compared to the feel of his lips
as he leaned down and sensually claimed her mouth. In an instant, his

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kiss soothed her frayed nerves like nothing else possibly could. There
was something truly desperate in his kiss, something she didn’t have a
choice but to accept and enjoy.

Parting from his kiss, she glanced from one brawny male to the

other. Nerves fluttered wildly in her belly as she asked, “How do we
do this? I’m sorry if I act like a virgin here, but I’ve never been with
two men at one time. Shit, it’s been a long time since I was with one
before the two of you.” Scowling at herself for the way that sounded,
her brow furrowed. “Wow, I really do sound like a slut.”

Chuckling, Luken told her, “No you don’t. To be honest with you,

I was working a little wolf mojo on you earlier when we were in your
train car.”

“Wolf mojo?” she asked, arching a brow.
“Yes, once I sensed that you were a wolf, too, I used the attraction

of our wolves to get you to submit more willingly.”

She dug her hands into her hips, scowling playfully. “Now that’s

just sneaky,” she hissed with her eyes narrowing into piercing slits.

He nodded with a large, imposing smile illuminating his face.

“Mating heat is a primal attraction, sweetheart. One that neither one
of us can control.”

She slowly licked and nibbled her bottom lip. Curiosity pummeled

around inside her head. Instinct answered her question, but she
couldn’t resist hearing the response from their lips directly. She asked
with a hopeful tone, “Is sex better when you’re a wolf?”

Grinning with lust-filled desires, Ryken answered, “Sex is great

when you’re a wolf. Once you turn completely, I’ll show you exactly
what I mean.” His brows flickered up and down.

Smiling, she said, “Oh, I’m sure you will.”
Tabitha tugged her shirt up over her head, leaving her bra on.

Staring at both men, hands on her hips, she demanded, “Now, stop
talking and get to pleasing me before I change my mind. And,
boys…this better be worth it.”

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Luken groaned, his eyes focused on her as he asked, “Brother, has

our little mate found her own wolf mojo?”

She could feel the smile in his voice like a warm, silky blanket

caressing every inch of her sensitive skin.

Licking the seam of his lips, Ryken answered, “I believe she

might have.”

In the next second, Ryken closed the remaining distance between

them in a single, commanding stride, his hands reaching out to cup
her face, his thumbs caressed her jawline until her head leaned back,
exposing her delicate throat. Then, his mouth was on the pulse
pounding in her neck, sampling the soft flesh under his lips, licking at
the savory taste of her body.

Moaning, she eased her breasts up against his steel chest, molding

and crowding in close. Her hands came up to cradle his firm ass,
tugging his thickening erection against her belly.

Luken slid up behind her, unclasping her bra. Ryken eased away

enough to let the material drop to the ground between him and
Tabitha, never breaking the connection of their kiss.

Luken planted his hands on her hips and sent her whirling under

his control, spinning her so that her back was up against Ryken’s
chest. She had no time to react before his fingers gripped the waist of
her skirt and yanked the garment free of her body, shredding the
material.

Before she could protest, Luken’s mouth was on hers. Her mouth

opened at once, stroking his tongue with hers, matching the urgency
she felt in his kiss. His hand tightened on hers, and his mouth was
suddenly brushing her neck as he inhaled against it. The sensations
ravaging her body intensified as his fingers pinched her erect nipple.
Something clenched, snapped, and sizzled inside her.

Ryken’s mouth teased her skin while more tingling ripples

traveled along her body. While her mouth was occupied with Luken’s
fevered kisses and he plucked and stroked her sensitive nipples,
Ryken groaned behind her as she wrapped the palm of her hand

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around his thick shaft. The sensitive nerves of her pussy screamed as
she stroked his long length. She couldn’t wait for him to be buried
deep inside her, fucking her to the point of maddening lust. She felt
him tremble in her hand as she worked his shaft, slow from base to
head, swirling her fingers around the moistened crown. He sucked in
a breath as she broke his brother’s kiss to lick the palm of her hand
and grasp his cock once more.

Head craning back as if growling towards the heavens, Ryken

demanded, “Luken, I want my turn.” His voice was low, but
resonating. “I want my turn now.” The commanding tone of Ryken’s
voice made her pussy clench with need. Damn, these men made her
hot with desires she never knew existed inside her.

Luken eased his hold on her hips and allowed Ryken to take

command of her body, spinning her quickly to face him. A primal
sound escaped him as he pressed his hard length against her body.
Tabitha sighed at the untamed feelings running through her veins.
Gasping at the wild sensations bombarding her with feelings that
surged straight to her core, she felt as if every nerve ending in her
body was about to explode. Their wild and skilled hands caressed her
as if she were a divine queen they worshiped. She was losing herself
in the powerful passion that seemed to burn so easily between them.

Nuzzling against her cheek, Ryken growled, “On your knees,

mate.” A fevered chill rushed up and down her spin, and she instantly
obliged. She didn’t have a choice. Her body was reacting to theirs on
a level she hadn’t experienced with anyone else.

Her knees planted into the soft soil. Then, she arched her back

almost instinctively as if alerting him to her demands, begging him to
satisfy her more primal desires. Hands flat on the ground, her body
was thrumming with need that only they could satisfy. Ryken knelt
behind her, coaxing her pussy with the head of his cock, sliding the
heavy member over her clit, sending fire blazing into her belly.

Biting her bottom lip, his fingers suddenly replaced his cock.

Reaching from between her legs, he massaged her clit, smearing the

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slick moisture around her pussy, dipping a finger into her cunt,
fucking her slowly. He inserted another finger, stretching her pussy
wide. The delicious pressure caused her to arch forward in an inviting
declaration. Fevered sensations flooded her body and her pussy as his
fingers and hands worked her over, gliding over her sensitive clit,
fucking, flicking, and rubbing her pussy with exquisite torture.

She was going to come. A mind-numbing eruption she couldn’t

wait to experience.

Bucking against him, her mind and body soared to heights she

hadn’t felt before. The pressure within her gathered, preparing to
explode. In a wave of heat, her mind snapped and she was screaming
at the top of her lungs. As she came her body shuddered and her pussy
tightened around Ryken’s fingers.

“That’s it, baby,” Ryken growled, giving her weeping pussy little

time to rest as the head of his cock teased at her readied entrance.

Instantly, she pushed back against him again, wanting him to

drive into her with the force she needed, longed for. She was ready to
be fucked. The untamed urges charging through her body were
making her so wild with need she was quivering.

With a roar, he entered her with one unrelenting stroke. She

gasped at the intrusion, sucking in a breath. She met his slow and
controlled thrust, driving him inside her further. He was so big, very
big, and she loved it. He filled her pussy with more than just his cock.
He filled her with complete and total satisfaction.

Her gaze drifted over a very naked Luken moving towards her.

Glancing over his body, she witnessed his shaft protruding from
between his narrow hips like a rod, his ball sac heavy and begging to
be fondled. She hadn’t noticed just how magnificent his body was
when they’d first made love. Maybe it was nerves before, but for
whatever reason, she wasn’t nervous now. Just the sight of him had
her pussy growing wetter and clamping down forcibly around
Ryken’s cock.

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“Damn, man. I think she likes the sight of you. She’s squeezing

my cock so fucking tight.” Ryken groaned, gripping her hips and
slamming in deeper and harder. He kicked his head back in a mock
howl.

She licked her lips as Luken’s cock lingered in her view. She

wanted to taste him, sample him like a tasty treat—a chocolate hors
d’oeuvre she was addicted to.

Hungry for him, she lifted her hand up and caressed his balls,

encouraging him to move closer. His impressive cock bobbed in front
of her, close enough that she flicked her tongue over the moistened
head, swirling her tongue around the crown before taking his dick into
her mouth fully. Well, as much as she could. Her hand worked over
the base of his shaft as her mouth slid up and down on the rest. Her
tongue swirled around his cock wickedly each time her mouth sucked
him in deeper.

“Oh, God. That feels so good,” Luken moaned, massaging her

breasts, pinching her nipples as she fucked him with her mouth.
“That’s it, sweetheart, suck me harder.”

As she devoured Luken’s cock, savoring every inch of his

fullness, Ryken’s thrusts grew more intense, driving deeper and
faster. Her pussy tingled with electrical pulses. Seated deep, he
pumped inside her like a piston, inflaming her body even more.

With each thunderous plunge of his cock, tension built insider her,

spiraling until she thought she couldn’t take any more. For a moment,
she slid her mouth off of Luken’s cock. “Oh, God!” she cried, her
fingers probing into the earth under her palms.

Her nerve endings electrified at the intimate touch. Then, a cry

tore from her throat when his fierce thrust burned into her like a
brand. A harsh noise erupted from Ryken and Luken as she felt their
primal control snap. Luken’s fingers dug further into her hair, holding
her in place as she milked his cock with her mouth, tasting his sweet,
spicy cum, while Ryken’s cock continued its assault on her cunt,
empting his seed into her womb.

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“Awww, baby,” Ryken groaned, bucking his hips one last time

before pulling his cock out of her pussy.

Luken knelt in front of her, cupping her face in his massive hands.

“Are you all right, sweetheart? Did we hurt you?”

Smiling, she shook her head. “No, Luken. I’m fine, and that was

amazing.”

He smiled. “I’m so glad you said so,” Luken said, his voice

hovering on the edge of concern.

Pushing back to sit on her heels, she repeated, “I’m fine, Luken.

You really need to stop being so worried about me.”

“Never,” he confessed. “That will never happen, sweetheart. I’m

afraid you’ll just have to accept that I’ll always worry about you and
I’ll always hold your needs above my own.”

The honesty she heard in his words rendered her speechless. Why

would a man care so much about her? She already let him have her
body, not once, but twice. It wasn’t like he had to whisper sweet
nothings to get into her pants. She wouldn’t need much more than to
take a glance into his warm, breathtaking eyes to give into the primal
needs that enflamed her body.

Being with these men just felt right, and when the time came that

she would have to say good-bye to them, she knew it would be
difficult. They would be at McCarthy Ranch soon, and she believed
everything would change. How could she keep up an affair with two
men? How could she explain to Brie that she wanted the love and
devotion of these men…No, not only love and devotion, but hot,
passionate sex, as well?

Then, her stomach rolled with nerves and the memory of what she

had done before the three had made love in the woods. Brie and her
words rushed back in.

“Uh-oh,” Tabitha warned, nibbling on her fingers.
“What, uh-oh? You never say ‘uh-oh’ after sex, Tabitha,” Ryken

teased.

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Swallowing back her worries, she said, “I think I made a terrible

mistake.”

Sternly, Luken told her, “Please tell me we are not going through

that again. What we did was perfectly natural, and we care about you
more than you realize.”

Shaking her head, she breathed, “No, not that.”
“Then what are you talking about?” Luken asked, pulling his shirt

back over his head.

Cringing, she told them, “When I snuck out of the hotel, I called

Brie and sort of told her what happened.”

Eyes narrowing, Luken asked, “What exactly did you tell her?”
Instinct told her she’d made a mistake by talking to Brie. The

dreaded look on their faces confirmed she was right. Tabitha blurted
out, “Everything. Including that I’d slept with you…both of you.” Her
hand covered her mouth, her eyes round with regret and concern.

“Oh, shit,” Ryken spat.
“Oh, shit is right,” Luken agreed.
“We are so fucking dead.” Ryken stared up into the star-filled sky.

“It’s a good thing it’s almost a full moon.”

Clutching her clothing to her breasts, she questioned, “What does

that have to do with anything?”

Ryken locked gazes with her, his face a stone of emotional

mystery. His voice filled with powerful awareness as he explained,
“Because we are the strongest during that time, and believe me when I
say that Luken and I are going to need every bit of our strength.”

Stepping close enough to place her hand on Ryken’s forearm, she

asked, “Why is that? Why would you need the strength of the moon?”

Luken closed in behind her, his hands rubbed up and down her

arms as if to warm the flesh beneath his touch. He then said matter-of-
factly, “Because Sebastian McCarthy is going to kill us.”

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Mason twisted the silver blade between his calloused fingers as he

studied his former pack mate casually sitting at the bar drinking his
beer. Tracking his cousin to this hole-in-the-wall bar had been more
difficult than he’d first predicted. His cousin was a remarkable hunter
and proved to be even more of an elusive target.

Don’t kill him. The voices reminded him over and over again. A

bombardment of cries, repeating, we need him, we need him, we need
him.

You must convince him…convince him, Mason. Do it now! The

voices screamed and echoed inside his head in unison. All begging
him for the same thing—collect Ryder O’Laughlin.

He nodded as if the voices in his head could see him. Lifting the

back of his leather jacket, he slid the blade into the sheath located at
the small of his back. Not far enough out of reach should he need it,
but out of sight to help ease the fears of those he came in contact with.
He knew that Ryder would know he was armed and would trust him
about as much as he could smell him. And with the DNA mutation,
Ryder couldn’t smell Mason at all.

Mason stalked to the bar behind Ryder like a lion stalking its prey,

silent and deadly. His fingers danced at the edge of his leather jacket,
gliding over the hilt of the blade. Standing behind Ryder for what felt
like hours, he eased into the chair beside him and slapped his hand
down hard on the dark, rubbery wood.

“Jack on the rocks,” Mason demanded to the bartender.
The bartender nodded and placed a glass in front of him, which

Mason automatically swallowed in one gulp.

“Another,” he ordered, and the bartender complied.
At least four more times, Mason tossed back the drinks before he

turned his gaze to his cousin.

Ryder glared at him curiously, and asked, “Are you trying to get

drunk to make it easier for me to kill you?”

“Nope, just trying to numb my need to do that same to you.”

Mason laughed huskily, gulping down another drink.

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“What the fuck do you want, Mason? I shouldn’t even hesitate to

cut your damn head off.”

Mason tsked under his tongue. “Now, is that any way to treat

family?”

“Fuck family, Mason,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “What

do you want?”

Mason cocked his head to the side, glancing at the brown-haired

giant. Narrowing his eyes, he asked Ryder, “Do you know who
Sebastian McCarthy is?”

Ryder arched a brow. “Why?”
He tossed down a newspaper clipping with a woman’s picture on

it. He tapped the picture with his thick finger. “Because I want this
woman, and she just happens to be the mate of that asshole, Sebastian
McCarthy. She’s also the attorney who burned me and ruined all of
my fun plans, forcing me to start collecting new toys.” He chugged
back another drink. “I owe that angel for all the kindness she
bestowed on me.”

Ryder’s eyes glanced down at the bar, staring into his beer. “And

what does this have to do with me?”

“I want your help to capture her,” Mason said matter-of-factly.
Ryder laughed, practically spewing his beer all over the counter.

“So, a side effect of this mutating DNA must also be brain damage.”

Mason snarled. “You might think this is funny, but I’m not

laughing. And you might want to tame that insulting tone of yours,
cousin. You really don’t want to piss me off.”

“Right, because you’re the big badass lycan now that you’ve got

some fucking superpower bullshit running through your veins.” Ryder
took a sip of his beer, swirling the liquid slowly in his glass. He asked
plainly, “How do you plan to get her out of the McCarthy
stronghold?”

“I have an ace up my sleeve,” he said, his voice warming to the

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“I doubt that,” Ryder said dryly. “You’re just playing games,

Mason. There’s no way in hell you’ll get her away from Sebastian.
He’s a powerful alpha with a lot of followers, and he’ll die before he
lets her go.” Ryder stared at him with wild intensity. His jaw
twitched.

“I don’t play games anymore, Ryder. I’m above such things. And

Sebastian McCarthy will do exactly what I ask for because I’m about
to have the best kind of leverage a lycan can have.”

“And what might that be?” Ryder asked, suddenly straightening in

his chair.

Mason grinned. “The one person Brie Ferguson cannot live

without—her best friend, Tabitha Burns.”

Looking astounded by his cousin’s plans, he asked, “What? You

plan to capture the girl and barter her for Brie?”

He nodded with a smirk, taking another gulp of his drink.
“And you really think that McCarthy will just sit back and let his

mate sacrifice herself over her best friend.” He chuckled hard and
loud. “You really have lost your mind. McCarthy’s men will never let
you within a hundred feet of her. Trust me, I know.”

“You’ve spoken with them then?”
Now it was his turn to nod, sipping his own beer. “I’ve spoken to

them, and they’re really not happy with you at the moment.”

The corners of his mouth quirked up as he said, “I imagine not,

considering I tried to kill his precious mate not too long ago.”

Ryder turned, and annoyance filled his gaze. “Mason, what the

fuck do you really want? Tell me why I shouldn’t slice your head
from your shoulders?”

“Because we’re kin,” he said, sounding more like a question than

an answer.

“That makes no never mind to me. I could give a rat’s ass if you

were my mother. You’re infected with some mutating lycan DNA,
and I’m not exactly thrilled about the side effects.”

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“Side effects? You mean the fact that even with your lycan

abilities I’m still stronger and faster than you, or that I have no
tangible scent to identify me? Yes, I’d say those are pretty fucking
awesome side effects.”

After all, who wouldn’t want abilities like that? Powers that

created the ultimate, undetectable killing machine or to be the most
feared weapon on earth? His skin chilled, and his pulse pounded with
excitement, knowing that he currently possessed supernatural powers
that gave him the ability to infiltrate any army at any time—and soon
he would.

Yes, those were pretty fucking awesome side effects to suffer

from, Mason thought.

Ryder slammed his empty beer mug down onto the countertop,

pulling Mason clear from his thoughts. “Levi, let’s get something
straight. I might be your cousin, but I don’t like you. Never have. You
were fucked up before you somehow got infected, and you’re even
more fucked up now. So do me a favor and leave me the hell alone.”

“Testy, aren’t we?” Mason muttered. “And to think I was here to

ask if you wanted a piece of this great fortune I’ve discovered. To
know what it’s like to feel invincible.”

A deep rumble sprung from Ryder’s chest. His eyes rounded with

worried surprise. “You might feel invincible, Mason, but you’re not.
You would be wise to remember that little fact.”

Curling a devilish grin filled with evil doings, Mason tsked. “Now

Ryder, why do you act like that? I’ve come bearing gifts, and you turn
a cold shoulder. What kind of family hospitality is that?” Mason
placed a hand on Ryder’s shoulder and Ryder quickly shifted and
knocked Mason’s hand free.

Glancing at his shoulder then locking hate-filled eyes with his

cousin, Ryder said coldly, “Look Mason, I’m going to say this only
once, so listen very carefully. I’m going to let you leave this bar in
one piece this time, but I’m warning you, the next time we meet I will
do everyone a favor and kill you.”

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Mason continued grinning as if unaffected by his cousin’s words.

He simply took one final sip of his drink, scooted out of his chair,
turned, and exited the bar.

The voices in his head purred and screamed. Unable to decide

what to do, but it was Mason who spoke loudest. “Don’t worry,
cousin,” he breathed. “You won’t have to dirty those paws of yours.
I’ll do you one better. I’ll take your head next I see you.” Laughing as
if the devil himself took possession of his body, he launched himself
into the night and back onto the trail of Tabitha Burns.

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Chapter Ten

Luken growled as he sat on the edge of the bed a few feet away

from his brother. His older brother by only minutes, the brother whose
instincts told him the woman he desired was also his mate. How in all
that howls at the moon was that even possible? How could two
lycans, especially brothers, share the love of one woman?

Shit, he mouthed, feeling like such a damned fool, a cursed

fucking idiot.

This was Sebastian and Jonah McCarthy’s fault. The recognized

leaders of their pack had gone and mated with the same woman and
everything seemed rosy as far as they were concerned. But it wasn’t
rosy to him. He was furious to have to share the woman he would
cherish for all eternity. The woman he was growing fonder of by each
passing moment.

Growing up, he had shared his entire life with Ryken and damn it,

he wanted to be selfish just this once. He didn’t want to share his
mate. Sharing her seemed so wrong and unfair. There were some
things a man should not have to sacrifice—one of those things being
his mate.

Growling inwardly, he didn’t see how he could have her any other

way. He’d pretty much promised her that they would forever take care
of her, both of them. That she wouldn’t have to fear them, and they
would never hurt her. Fighting with Ryken would do more than hurt
her. It would frighten the ever-loving soul right out of her.

He wasn’t good at swallowing his pride, but he’d do it for her, no

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Ryken cleared his throat, robbing Luken of his angered and one-

sided thoughts. “What are we going to do?” Ryken muttered, glancing
over his shoulder towards Luken. “I don’t want to share her with you
either. I don’t want to share her with anyone.” He growled low in his
throat, not a threatening sound, but more like a sigh of frustration

Luken snapped his gaze back to his brother. Had he spoken his

thoughts so loudly that his twin heard him, or had just being a man
given him the same jealous feelings?

Luken cocked his head towards his brother and asked, “What?

And you think I want to share her?”

Ryken’s elbows rested on his knees, and he cradled his head in his

hands. “I don’t want to fight with you, Luken. It doesn’t seem right
for something to brew like this between us. I’ve always loved having
you as my brother and best friend, but right now, I hate feeling like I
want to rip your fucking head off your shoulders.”

“I know the feeling,” Luken mumbled through gritted teeth, his

fingers clawing at the sheets beneath his hands.

Ryken’s eyes welled with a sea of hopelessness, as he pleaded,

“Then what do we do?”

Surprised by his brother’s question, he responded, “You’re asking

me? Aren’t you the one with the plans?” How was he supposed to
know what to do? He’d never been in a situation like this before.
Never in his life had he needed to compete with his brother for the
affections of a woman.

Ryken stared off into nothingness.
Luken’s gruff voice strained in his throat as he told his brother,

“I’m serious. What can we do? I won’t give her up, and if I know you
at all, neither will you.” He turned to look at the bathroom door,
wondering if the woman tormenting his mind was thinking of him at
all. “So where does that leave us?”

Groaning, Ryken simply said, “Fucked, and not in a good way.”

Then he stood and began pacing the room, carving a trench in the
plush gray carpeting.

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* * * *

Tabitha showered, and the hot water massaging her skin felt like

heaven on earth. Relaxing, taking time to bathe was a new experience
for her. She didn’t know how to do it, to enjoy herself, to not move at
the speed of light.

When she returned from the woods with them, she found the

bathroom transformed into a private oasis just for her. Luken must
have done it while she was running for her life. Sudden pangs of guilt
welled in her belly.

She wanted to laugh at the situation now. She really had lost her

mind. The proper woman she considered herself to be was absent and
missing. And maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing after all.

Luckily, the sexy warrior gods had left her alone, giving her all

the time she desired to attend to her herself and think.

Smiling, she appreciated their attempt to make her feel safe and

comforted. And she had to admit that the bathroom did have a
welcoming appeal to it.

Once she had stripped her dirty clothes from her body, she

stepped into the shower and under the running water. The moment she
placed her head under the vibrating beads, she lost herself to the
pleasurable sensation. Hands pressed against the wall, she let the
water roll down her back and chest. The tingling pulsations teased her
body and mind, reminding her of the hands and mouths of both Ryken
and Luken. Her lovers. Her mates.

Well, at least her lovers. She wasn’t too sure about the mate part

just yet. There was still so much she needed to learn about them
before she committed to something she might really have resisted if
not in a highly intense situation. Plus, there were still too many
unanswered questions.

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Who were they really? Where did they come from? Where did they

live? Who are their parents? How many people have they had to kill
to protect their secret?

The thud of that question sank to pit of her stomach like a lead

bomb. She hadn’t questioned Ryken’s actions earlier when he killed
that man, hadn’t thought to ask what had truly happened to them. But
she couldn’t deny what she saw.

Once she had finished shampooing her hair and washing the dirt

from her body, she shut off the water and stepped clear of the shower.
Her clothing had been removed and a feather-soft robe was left
behind. Drying off, she slipped the white hotel robe around her and
opened the door. A whoosh of steam followed her as she stepped
inside the bedroom.

Ryken and Luken sat on the edge of the bed. Both men had their

elbows resting on their knees and their hands on their heads as they
waited for her to emerge. Once fully inside the room, both men stood
to greet her, and their expressions told her nothing of the thoughts
banging around in their heads.

“Did you enjoy your shower?” Luken asked, his voice a husky

rumble as if he’d been choked by emotions.

Before she could respond, Ryken questioned, “Did we supply you

with enough bathing gels and shampoo?”

“Was the water warm enough?” Luken shot out.
Ryken stepped closer, his hands nervously balling at his sides. “I

hope the robe will be sufficient until we can get you a new pair of
shoes and clean clothes.”

“Guys.” She put up her hands to stop the onslaught of panic

funneling out of them. She could feel their anxious emotions as if they
were her own. “I’m fine. I’m not going to freak out on you again. I’m
not going to run wild through the woods.” She grinned, narrowing her
eyes. “At least not yet.”

Crossing the room, she edged closer to them and placed the palms

of her hands on each firm, broad chest. The connection sent a jolt of

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electricity tingling into her hands and up her arm, surging up and
down her spine straight to her toes. God, the things they made her
feel—incredible, irresistible, and cherished.

Licking her lips, she said, trying to ease their worry, “I promise I

won’t run off again and I’m not angry about the sex, okay.” She
locked her gaze on Ryken. “So you can stop looking at me like that.
You have nothing to worry about. Other than the fact that I’m
exhausted and would like nothing more than to fall asleep for a few
hours.” She yawned, rolling her neck from side to side as she
massaged the nape of her neck. “Would that be okay?”

Her question was met with silence, so she glanced from one set of

magnificent azure eyes to the other. Her gaze finally settled on
Luken’s. His face revealed no emotion. Narrowing her eyes, holding
Luken’s questioning gaze, she asked, “Are you all right?”

He nodded stiffly. “I’m fine, Tabitha. I don’t think I’ve ever been

better.” Luken then glanced at his brother, his jaw ticking under the
strain of flexing muscles.

She arched a brow. “Then why don’t you look like you’re okay?

You both look sort of irritated and stressed out and last time I checked
that was my department.”

Luken chuckled. “Yes, well, even us big warrior badasses have

our issues.”

“Right, we big bad warriors find ourselves in need of a good cry

from time to time,” Ryken added with a lopsided grin.

She pressed her lips together into a thin line. “You do? That’s

news to me. I thought men like you didn’t feel anything but
powerful.”

“No, Tabitha, we feel a great deal more than that,” Ryken shared.
She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, gazing at the

golden haired warriors with a lot of skepticism. “Like what?”

“Like passion, desire, and hunger—” The words rolled from

Ryken’s tongue to Luken’s seamlessly.

“Lust, need, regret—”

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“Sadness, longing, jealousy, temptation—” Ryken continued.
“Lo—” Luken began.
“Love?” Cutting off his words, she backed away, her heart lodged

in her throat. “Why are you sharing these things with me? I told you I
wasn’t going anywhere. At least for now. Why tell me these things?
You don’t have to fill my head with words you think I want to hear.”

“Loyalty,” Luken corrected, and the sharp tone he used compelled

her to turn her head quick in his direction. “Besides, if it were love it
wouldn’t be meant for only you, Tabitha.”

“No?” She folded her arms over her breast, pushing the palms of

her hands hard against her toned biceps.

“No. They are meant for us to share with you. These are the things

we want to share with you as our mate. You’ve already given us the
chance to feel more than either of us have ever dreamed, but there is
so much more than—”

Oh, God, what was happening? She couldn’t listen to this, didn’t

want to listen. Love was not in the cards for her, and dreaming of
impossible things only made for unhappy endings. Damn it. She
groaned to herself. Things were starting to go so well.

“Okay, you can stop right there.” She put her index finger up,

slowly waving it back and forth, forcing them to stop their babbling of
emotions.

She couldn’t hear this. It was too much too soon. What the hell

were they thinking? If they wanted to freak her out, they were doing a
fabulous job. Hadn’t they ever heard of the expression breaking it in
easy?

“You guys don’t know a single thing about me. You don’t know

what I want, and you don’t seem to really care to learn. You only
seem to want to keep fucking me because some strange ass mating
heat is telling you to do it.”

“No, Tabitha—”
“I wasn’t done talking, Ryken,” she blurted out, staring up at them

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misconceptions of what this is. Sex. A great fantasy you let me
explore, an itch you let me scratch. Who could resist an offer to be
with two hot twins who offered one night of primal passions? Well,
two if you count the train, but still it’s just a fantasy, nothing more. It
can’t be, so please stop ruining this for me.”

Luken’s brow furrowed as he asked, “Why? I thought things were

different now.”

Tabitha narrowed her brows, pinching the skin at the bridge of her

nose tight. “Why, because I let you fuck me in the woods? Or because
I became more pliant and accepting to you?”

Ryken growled, a deep thunder that had her attention shifting

from him, and then back to Luken.

“No, because of what we discussed in the woods.” Luken’s eyes

rounded as he asked, “Besides, what if we want more?”

She gasped. “How can you? Like I said before, you don’t even

know me. You cannot begin to know what love is, and it’s impossible
for you to think you already do. Damn it, why did you have to go and
fuck everything up. I was doing great with all this crazy shit and
now—”

“Now what, Tabitha? We know who you are. We know you live

alone and are a workaholic. We know you haven’t been in a serious
relationship for more than five years. We know you are strong willed
and highly opinionated…almost to a fault.” Ryken raised his hands up
in surrender as she glared at him with wild hatred. “I’m merely saying
we know more about you than you think we do.”

No, they didn’t know her at all. No one truly did. She was still

learning about herself after all these years. How could they look her in
the eyes and honestly believe they knew her?

“Details,” she spat. “A pretty use of words that mean nothing,

especially if you don’t give a shit enough to learn what’s truly in my
heart rather than what Brie has shared with you or what you managed
to research on your own.”

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“We want to know more about you, Tabitha. We only need for

you to give us a chance to do so,” Ryken admitted. “We’ve already
told you that you are our mate and what that means to us.” He glanced
over to Luken then back to her. “We want you as a husband wants a
wife. To protect and honor you, forever.”

Her eyes went wide, and panic grappled with her heart. “You

expect too much from me. I can’t ever love you. I can’t be your
girlfriend, your lifelong mate, none of it. I’m not geared that way.
And even if I was, I’m not worth the time.” As the words left her lips,
anger seemed to rage out of them, causing her to take another step
back.

“Why? Why do you think that?” Ryken barked, shifting

impatiently, drawing her gaze to his broad shoulders.

She twisted her hands nervously and questioned, “Does it really

matter? All you need to know is it just can’t happen.”

“Why, Tabitha?” Ryken demanded. “What’s so wrong with

spending your life with us? Being our mate?” He stepped closer,
tension oozing from his body, his arms locked at his sides looking as
if he wanted to strangle her for being so difficult. Shit, she’d like to
strangle herself sometimes.

“I know damn well that no other man has ever made love to you

the way we have, made you come so hard your heart felt as if it were
going to explode right out from behind your breast. It’s obvious
you’re attracted to us—you want us. Why, Tabitha? Why can’t you
accept us as we’ve accepted you?”

Impossible, her mind screamed. What they were asking of her was

simply impossible. Her heart was simply tired of being broken and
used, left discarded as if she didn’t matter to anyone.

“I…I can’t tell you,” she stammered as a nervous assault slammed

through her veins. Her face heated with embarrassment of her
emotionally neglected past.

“Why, damn it?” The animalistic roar in Ryken’s voice shook her

to her core. She gasped as his eyes began to swirl with murky silver.

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“We’re risking everything for you. The least you can do is explain
why you are rejecting us.” Ryken growled through clenched teeth.

The fierce rumble that vibrated from his chest might have

intimidated someone less pissed off, but not Tabitha. His feeble
growls did nothing but amuse her…and anger her even more.

“I’m not rejecting you, Ryken,” she corrected, hands digging in on

her hips.

His dark blond brows shot up as he blurted out, “You’re not?

Because it sure as shit feels like you are.”

Her hands sprung up to her damp hair, her fingers twisting around

the wet strands. She begged, “Please stop doing this.”

Ryken moved in, crowding her. “Doing what, asking you why you

can’t be a part of our lives? Why do you refuse to even try?”

Tabitha forced her way around Ryken, stabbing her elbow into his

hard stomach. “I can’t, and that’s all you need to know.”

Grabbing her by the arm, Luken spun her to face him, halting her

retreat to the bed. “The fuck it is,” Luken roared. His body loomed
larger in the shadows of the room. “We desire to know because unlike
you, we’ve accepted that you are our mate and we will forever be
linked to you. What you don’t realize is that each time you fuck
another, we will know it, and it will be like a knife slicing into our
hearts, our minds…our very souls.”

Her eyes welled with tears, and her heart thudded heavy in her

chest. “Stop trying to make me feel guilty over this. I didn’t ask for
this.”

Luken’s hands cradled her face, brushing back her fallen tears

with his thumbs. “Guilt is not my motive, sweetheart. But if you are
not willing to divulge more of yourself to us, I thought you should at
least know what your selfishness will cause us.” He held her weary
gaze, and said plainly, “A great deal of fucking pain.”

She slammed her fists into his chest, trying to push him away.

“Damn it, Luken, I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for any of this. I
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future with me, one filled with passionate nights, you think that’s all I
need. Well, you’re a major idiot if you truly believe that.”

Holding her against him, Luken’s voice was resonating as he said,

“Stop stalling, whining, complaining, or whatever the fuck you are
doing and just tell us why.”

Their hammering need to know her secret sank into her mind like

quicksand. They were on her, digging into her soul with such fury,
such aggression. Raw, seething anger filled her head and she realized
that they were invading her thoughts, somehow trying to dig inside
her brain for the information she kept private.

Panic slammed inside the soft tissue of her heart, shredding the

tender walls she had erected over the years. She did her best to block
her thoughts, fighting against their aggressive telepathic link with all
her might, concealing her past fears. A battle she was losing.

Fists balled at her sides, she shouted as tears fled from her eyes,

“Because I can’t trust or rely on anyone—ever!”

Dropping to her knees, hands over her face, she sobbed hard. Gut-

wrenching cries tore from her chest and throat. Tears that had not
been shed in all her life were now spilling from her eyes like a
waterfall of emotions. She was finally breaking down. Why did it take
two men she barely knew to free her of the bottled-up emotions?

Twisting sensations untied inside her, unraveling with each tear

that slid down her cheeks. “I had everything taken from me as a child.
My parents pretended I didn’t exist, leaving me with nannies and
caregivers who abused me. I was forced to do things on my own. I ran
away from home so I could be free of the torture I was enduring. I
changed my name to escape my parents. Brie was the only person
who knew my secret. She was the only person I turned to for help.”

Remembering what the nannies and caregivers had done to her

over the years was the return of a nightmare. She had long hoped to
forget what had happened to her as a child.

Luken knelt in front of her, his voice low as he told her, “Tabitha,

we can’t change what was done to you when you were a child.”

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“No, you can’t!” She cried harder. “You can’t take away the

memories of all the beatings I sustained. You can’t take away the
number of times I was yanked from my bed, terrified that I was going
to be killed by my nanny all because she had had too much to drink.
You can’t take away the laughter I heard from my parents as I told
them what was being done to me. They didn’t believe me. No, you
can’t do shit to take any of that away.”

Gripping her by her shoulders, Ryken lifted her effortlessly into

his arms and held her close. “No longer, Tabitha. You will never have
to be alone again. No one will ever hurt you like that again.”

She shoved him away, beating her hands against his hard chest.

“No, that’s not what I’m saying. Damn, why is it that when a woman
cries, a man feels that his arms around her are all she needs? Well, it’s
not.”

Surprise blanketed Ryken’s face. He muttered, “I’m sorry, I just

thought—” His voice grew soft and disappeared into the silence of the
room.

Tabitha trembled, not from cold, but from the pure adrenaline,

which fired emotions that rocked through her body—emotions she
had blocked and never thought she would be forced to relive again. It
wasn’t Ryken and Luken’s fault. They had actually been wonderful to
her, and maybe it was good that she was getting all this out in the
open. Then, they would understand exactly why she could never give
them what they wanted from her. Why she could never be their one
true mate.

Shaking her head, she whispered, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to

unload so much on you. I’m sure you think of me as the poor little
rich girl whose family was just too strict so I’m just having a temper
tantrum. I don’t blame you for thinking that. Most people did.”

“We don’t feel that way, Tabitha,” Luken said. “But we would

like to be a part of your life. You pick the terms for now, but know
that we are not going anywhere.”

Now, that got her attention.

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She rubbed her runny nose with the sleeve of her robe. “My

terms?”

Luken nodded. “You’re worried that we are going to step on your

freedom, the freedom you fought to achieve. To prove that we’re not
looking to stop you from being who you want to be, we’re going to
step back and let you lead.”

She cocked her head slightly in Luken’s direction and narrowed

her eyes. She questioned, “You won’t force me to do anything I don’t
want to do, like move to McCarthy Ranch or quit my job because you
think I’m your mate?”

Luken said plainly, “Could we really make you if you didn’t want

to?”

She licked her dry lips. “I’d like to think the answer would be no.”
“Why think?” Ryken asked. “We don’t have any control over

you.”

She released a husky laugh and said, “You really don’t know the

kind of power you hold over me, do you?”

Luken stepped up beside Ryken, both men towering over her. She

swallowed at the intensity gleaming in their eyes.

“The only power we hold over you, Tabitha, is the power you

allow us to have. The power you hold over us is no different. We
just—”

“I know,” she whispered, cutting off Luken’s words. She didn’t

have to hear the words emerge from his mouth to know exactly what
he was about to say to her. They were practically beating the idea into
her head as it was. This was their world, one they were used to and
comfortable with.

Glancing at them both, she finished Luken’s statement, adding,

“You just accept it.”

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Ryken wanted to murder them all. The coopery taste of blood kept

him grounded enough to not demand she tell him who those vile
people were from her past that hurt her so terribly. He felt the claw of
his wolf and was desperate to deal with those inexcusable varmints in
the way he believed they deserved—torture them the same negligent
and uncaring way they had tortured her, and maybe a little worse.

Loving and caring for Tabitha was a powerful need he had that

blinded him with supernatural possessiveness. As he stared at her, and
heard the honesty of the words, his chest tightened. Accept it. Her
words echoed in his head. Accept it, that’s what he wanted Tabitha to
do more than anything—needed her to accept not only the changes in
her own body, but the emotional changes that charged like lightning
between them. But he didn’t want her to want him just because the
power of the mating heat told her to. He wanted her to want him
because she, heart, body, mind, and soul yearned for nothing else.

Eradicating the distance that separated them, Ryken cupped her

face, tilting her jaw to capture her lips, sampling them with alarming
passion. His fingers were quick to dip into the collar of the robe,
parting the material and pushing it off her shoulders. The garment
dropped to the floor.

Surprisingly, she didn’t resist him. Instead her arms surrounded

his neck, pulling him closer to her. The warmth of her body felt
beyond good. It felt familiar, like a warm cup of cocoa on a cold day.
Amazing. That was the way her flesh felt beneath his fingers and
calloused palms. Everywhere he touched tingled and pulsed as if
liquid fire flowed within her blood.

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“I need you, Tabitha,” he whispered against her lips. “Can you

feel how much?” He pressed his cock against her belly and heard her
moan at the pressure. “That’s right, baby. My cock is hard for you. It
will always be hard for you. No other woman will ever do to me what
you do.”

A heavy sob rasped from her chest as she forced him to kiss her

again. Her mouth ferociously took control over his. Damn, his mate
was hungry, and he was more than ready to satisfy her appetite.

Guiding her down onto the edge of the bed, he eased her back,

pushing her knees up and kneeling down between her spread legs. His
gaze drank in her savory, wet pussy. The little pink clit pulsed with
life, beckoning his mouth to taste and tease it.

“Baby, I’m going to eat your pussy, and then I’m going to fuck

you until you can’t take any more.”

“Okay, hurry,” she urged.
Chuckling at her urgent command, Ryken stripped his clothing in

record time, and then he closed his lips around the swollen clit,
sucking it hard into his mouth. She cried out instantly, letting him
know she liked the exquisite play. Good, because he had no intentions
of stopping. He spread the wet folds of her pussy, lapping at her cunt
and swirling deliciously around her clit, flicking his tongue in a
rhythm that had her panting and writhing in his hands.

Her fingers dug into his scalp, holding him in place, and just as

the first orgasm hit her, she screamed. He rammed his tongue deep
into her pussy and tasted the delicious cum flowing from her. Divine.
That was how she tasted. The sweet honey that belonged to him and
his brother. No one else could ever taste her, touch her…love her.

Crawling up her body, he tucked his arm around her waist, and

lifted her up further on the bed. Then he pressed her legs wide, sliding
his hard cock into her wet pussy, ramming it inside. She gasped and
arched her back.

Hissing, she begged him, “Oh, God, yes. Do that again. Fuck me

hard. Just like that.”

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Pounding his cock inside her pussy once again, he found a rhythm

that had him hammering away at her cunt like a bomb that was about
to explode. He fucked her, shoving his cock into her depths with a
supernatural force…and she loved it. Her fluttered cries of passion
filled his ears as her nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders, raking
across his skin, driving him mad with lust.

Tabitha arched her back as Ryken drove into her pussy again. She

pulled and tugged at her hard nipples, caressing and massaging her
breast. She sucked on a finger, wetting it before returning the
moistened tip to her rosy, pink nipple.

“Ah, fuck, that’s hot,” Luken muttered, crawling onto the bed,

clasping a rough hand over one supple breast, and then placed the
erect nipple into his mouth.

She hissed the moment his mouth clamped down. “Oh, God, yes,”

she cried. “That’s it, Luken, suck my nipples, pinch them.”

Ryken growled at the erotic orders she gave his brother. She was a

vixen. His luscious vixen.

Damn, he loved fucking her, and strangely, watching Luken was

like being a fly on the wall, as if he could step outside of himself, but
still watch as he made love to his mate. Ryken’s body tightened as her
pussy clamped down, squeezing and pulsing around his cock. Crying
out, she climaxed again. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling
him against her with hard, vigorous strokes.

“That’s it, baby. Let me fuck that slick pussy.”
“Oh, God,” she cried as another orgasmic wave seemed to take

possession of her body.

Once he felt the pulsing of her pussy ebb, he pulled out of her

tight sheath and switched places with his brother.

“Get on your hands and knees, baby. Luken’s going to fuck you,

and you’re going to suck my cock,” he said with a dark, seductive
edge to his voice.

She did as requested, and Ryken moved into position beneath her,

lying flat on his back. Luken’s cock eased inside her, and Ryken

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knew by the look on her face that his cock was stretching her pussy
nice and wide, and she loved it. The warm, rosy glow in her cheeks
was enough to make his cock harder.

Licking her lips, Tabitha took Ryken’s cock into her mouth, the

wetness from her pussy still glistening on his shaft. She moaned
heavily as she sucked him deep, her tongue swirling wickedly around
the head and along the shaft. She sucked his cock to the beat in which
Luken fucked her, and his body tingled. He wasn’t going to last long.
Fucking her, making her come twice, and now having her delicious
mouth working over his cock was enough to make him dizzy. The air
was leaving his lungs as quickly as it filled them.

“Ah, fuck, baby. Ah, that’s it.” He groaned deep in his throat.
His head pressed into the pillow as his entire body tightened. He

growled and cum spurted from his cock like a fountain. The sight of
Tabitha licking up every drop pleased him immensely.

Luken bucked several more times before he found his own

release, slamming hard into her pussy until he and Tabitha both
collapsed on top of Ryken.

Speechless and out of breath, none of them said a word. Luken

simply moved to the side, tugging Tabitha against him, giving Ryken
room to move into position on the other side of her. As if this was
their traditional way of falling asleep, all three did just that.

And one thing was certain for Ryken, he was never going to be

able to let Tabitha go. Not as long as he was alive to fight for her.

* * * *

When Tabitha awoke, sore in all the right places, she was bundled

up under the comforters, but the warmth of Ryken and Luken was
gone. Their scent still lingered on the pillows beside her. She listened
carefully to hear if they were nearby, and she picked up the deep
rumble of their voices lurking outside the hotel room door.

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Flipping the comforter off her body, she stood, only to discover a

new pair of jeans, shirt, panties, bra, and tennis shoes lying on the
desk table located at the foot of the bed. One of them had managed to
find her clothing and surprisingly enough the clothing was even in her
size. Her heart raced as she slid on the black thong underwear and bra.
One of them had picked out the sexy lingerie, but she was sure they
both had touched the fabric. Her body tingled just as it did when their
hands were caressing her, massaging her in ways that made her body
crave the passion she found with them.

Blowing out a pent-up breath of air, she quickly put on the rest of

the clothing, ran to the bathroom to tame her wild hair, and returned
to the front door, opening it to find both Ryken and Luken staring at
her, arms folded over their chests, each with a foot propped up on the
railing.

“Good morning.” She greeted them with the best morning smile

she could conjure. She wasn’t one to enjoy the kiss of first morning
light, but she’d do her best in any regard.

“Good morning,” Ryken replied. “There’s coffee in the car if you

would like one. We were just about to come in a get you when we
heard you getting up.”

Grinning, she knew she was still getting used to the idea that all

her actions and sounds could be heard by them. She would have to put
that little fact to memory fast and be sure not do to anything that
might embarrass her later. “I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to
all this,” she muttered.

“Sure you will,” Ryken said, leaning forward to kiss her cheek.

“After all, you don’t really have a choice as far as that’s concerned.”

“Right. Thanks for reminding me.”
Tabitha scrunched her nose up at them both and sauntered past

them, holding her hands on her hips, wondering which car they were
supposed to take. The junk heap they had stolen the night before was
nowhere to be found. The only cars that lined the parking lot were a
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were the vehicle they would be traveling hundreds of miles in. That
would just suck.

Turning to face them, her eyes narrowed, and she asked,

“Seriously, which vehicle are we taking?”

Smiling from ear to ear, Ryken glided up beside her and put a

comforting hand on the small of her back. “Our ride is around back,
princess.” He chuckled. He led her around the side of the building,
and the moment she spotted the new Chevrolet Camaro, a little
whimper of joy fluttered from between her lips.

“Seriously,” she gasped, clasping her hands together like a joy-

filled child. “You stole a Camaro?”

Chuckling with a deep rumble, Ryken explained, “Actually no.

Sebastian was good enough to ship a car to us overnight. Brie
mentioned to him that the Camaro was your favorite sports car.
Apparently, after the conversation you had with Sebastian on the
phone the other day, he figured you would enjoy riding in it. He
thought it might help you calm your wacked-out nerves.”

She cocked her head. “Oh, really? And I’m sure Brie also

mentioned that my favorite color was red, as well?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact she did,” Ryken said grinning. “But I do

have to tell you that until we reach McCarthy Ranch, you’ll have to
leave the driving to us.”

Was it possible that she was actually okay with the idea of being

chaperoned by them? Yes, strangely she was. Trusting them was
becoming easier, and having both Ryken and Luken see to her safety
just felt right. But she still had to tease as if she wasn’t exactly
thrilled, she didn’t want to make everything too easy for them.

She immediately folded her arms over her chest and asked, “What

are you two, Greyhound bus spokesmen, now?”

Coming up behind them with a hearty laugh, Luken snickered.

“You really do have a twisted and sarcastic personality, don’t you?
I’ve never known someone as quick-witted as you. Does your brain

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process information at warp speed or are you naturally programmed
to flip out comments as needed?”

With a smirking smile, she teased, “You two seem to bring the

devil out of me.”

Ryken rubbed lower on her back just over the top mound of her

ass. “Yes, I think we do.” He kissed her cheek and opened the door to
let her crawl into the backseat. She swung her ass from side to side
more enticingly than she meant to and realized her mistake the second
Ryken’s large hands cupped her ass.

“Nice. You can wave that cute little ass in my face anytime you

want, baby. In fact I’ll even let you si—”

Falling into the backseat with Ryken’s hand escorting her the

entire way, she taunted, “Will you behave for one moment, Ryken?”

Batting his thick lashes at her, he said, “What are you talking

about, baby? I am behaving.”

The long drive down the boring back roads of God knows where

was weighing on her nerves. She needed to find a way to occupy her
time or she was going to go stir-crazy. The backseat was cramped
even for a woman of five foot seven, and there would be no possible
way that either Ryken or Luken could fit without more misery than
she was experiencing. All those years of dreaming of her favorite
sports car, never had she imagined herself in the backseat—she was
driving the fierce machine, moving through the gears with tuned
precision.

“Guys, I hate to sound like a whiny child,” she muttered.
“Then don’t,” Ryken chimed in.
“Funny,” she said, shifting her weight in the seat to cross her legs.

“I’m hungry, and I really need to find a little girl’s room before this
backseat turns into a swimming pool.”

Ryken glanced at her in the rearview mirror. “Can you hold it a

little longer? We’re just outside of Fort Worth, and I was hoping to
get to Dallas before dark. We only have a few more hours and we’ll
be safe and sound at McCarthy Ranch.”

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With a grimace, she shrugged her shoulders. “I wish I had a penis

so I could just flip it out the window, but I don’t so, no…I can’t hold
it.”

Ryken’s upper lip rose up, and the reflection of his disgust was

present in the mirror, but to her surprise it was Luken who was the
first to comment. “That’s just gross, Tabitha. I for one am extremely
glad you don’t have a penis. Damn it, Ryken, find the woman a
bathroom. And Tabitha, never say that kind of shit again. It just gave
me the willies.”

Giggling, she teased, “Oh what’s wrong my big brawny man?

Does the idea of rubbing wieners with another man trouble that
barbarian brain of yours?”

Luken twisted in his seat to face her, his eyes narrowed with a

wicked glare. “Keep it up, sweetheart, and when we get out of this
car, I’ll paddle your ass just because I can.”

Pouting her lips out at him, she teased, “Oh, promises, promises.”
Then it hit her. She was flirting with them both, and it felt good to

do it. She was truly enjoying spending time with them. They chatted
like old friends, teasing and laughing. Natural, that’s how she felt in
their presence, and that both warmed her heart and frightened her all
at the same time.

* * * *

Ryken glanced back in the rearview mirror and watched as the

smile vanished from Tabitha’s face as if they had said something that
troubled her. She seemed to be enjoying herself, and then like a
breeze blowing in, she went cold and frigid.

Damn it if he didn’t understand women. They were an anomaly to

him, and he would most likely die before ever truly understanding the
woman who was making his heart beat a little different in his chest.

Up ahead on the right was a gas station, and it didn’t look like the

best place to stop, but it would have to do. Once they got further into

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the city, he could’ve found her a better place to freshen up, but after
the penis comment, she deserved a little torture. The car came to a
stop, and Luken popped out of the car and let Tabitha escape from the
back.

Ryken leaned across the front seat, calling out to her before she

got too far away. “Hey, before you run off, did you want anything
from the store?”

“Sure,” she hollered back. “Get me something diet to drink and a

bag of Doritos.

“Doritos?” Luken asked, sounding surprised.
“Yep, Cool Ranch to be specific. They’re my favorite,” she said

with a crooked grin then turned and hastened to the bathroom.

Ryken followed Luken into the gas station. Slapping his brother

on the back, he told him, “I’ll find the chips, if you find her something
diet to drink.”

Luken nodded and headed towards the large glass refrigerators

located in the back of the store. Ryken returned his gaze to the row of
chips. For a store in the middle of nowhereville, this place had a
boatload of chips. He quickly grabbed two bags off the shelf and
glanced over his shoulder to see his brother coming around carrying
two large bottles of water and a diet soda.

“Ready?” Ryken asked.
Luken stared in the direction of the bathroom and asked, “Tabitha

come out yet?”

Ryken’s mouth creased into a frown. “Nope. Give me the drinks

and see if she needs anything.” He held Luken’s gaze and said,
“Hurry, now is not the time for mating heat to win over the
functionalities of your brain.”

Luken grinned, handed the bottles over to him, and within a few

commanding strides was standing in front of the bathroom door,
knocking like a protective giant. He shook his head with a grin.
Ryken took the items to the counter and paid. He smelled Tabitha
approaching before he saw her. Damn, how he loved the wild and

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sweet scent of his mate. Just knowing she was coming closer to him
fired his blood and kick-started his pulse into overdrive. Keep it
together, buddy. We’re almost to McCarthy Ranch. Then you can
show her all about mating heat and the wild and exciting side of being
a lycan.

Tabitha leaned around him, her breast pressing against his hard

back. He groaned.

“I’ll take that,” she said, grabbing the bottle of diet soda and a bag

of Doritos. “See you back at the car.” She spun around and stepped
through the doors, not looking back to see if either he or his brother
were following behind her.

She still didn’t comprehend what kind of serious danger she was

in, but Luken was on the same page and charged out the door after
her. One thing they both forgot…he had the keys. Grinning, he
strutted his way towards the car slower than molasses, where both
Tabitha and Luken glared at him with obvious annoyance.

“What?” He shrugged. “You should’ve waited for me if you

wanted back in the car.” He winked at Tabitha, tossed a water bottle
over the hood of the car to his brother, dug into his front jean pocket,
pulled out the keys.

Ryken was quick to get back on the road. They still had a few

hours before they reached McCarthy Ranch and if he had to grow
wings out of his ass, he would get Tabitha there, and soon.

A strange feeling had his gut twisting, churning with acid. The

hair at the back of his neck tingled and itched like he was being
watched. The feelings made his wolf antsy, twitching just beneath the
flesh, ready and willing to emerge. Something was off, and he
couldn’t tell exactly what, but something was definitely off.

Do you feel that? Ryken telepathically linked to Luken.
Yes, what the hell is it?
I have no idea, but I’d give anything to be wrong with whom I

think it might be. Ryken knew that the only thing that could make his

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wolf so ready to egress was the immediate threat to his mate.
Protecting Tabitha was everything to him. For Luken as well.

Fuck, was Luken’s first reply. What do you want to do? Should we

get off this road? Try a different direction?

It won’t matter, Ryken said matter-of-factly. If they’ve caught our

scent, they’ve got us where they want us.

Damn it! Luken roared.
Ryken’s foot pressed down on the gas just a little harder, and the

car quickly accelerated. His eyes moved from mirror to mirror,
scanning around for the possible owner of the ill feelings. Luken
seemed to be doing the same.

Tabitha’s cheery voice cut through him like a nervous shudder.

“Okay, guys. What gives? Why the sudden silence?”

Telling her that he thought they were being followed by Mason

Levi’s men would only upset her, and remaining calm was essential.

“What do you mean?” he asked, trying his best to sound

unaffected by his concerned thoughts.

Arching a brow, she folded her arms over her chest. “Don’t do

that, Ryken. I can feel that something’s wrong. I may not have spent a
lifetime getting to know you two, but I think I’m pretty aware of your
habits after spending so much quality time with you recently. So, do
us all a huge favor and don’t give me the runaround. Tell me what’s
wrong. Why the silent treatment? And why do you look as if you’re
ready to murder someone?”

Ryken’s eyes darted up to the rearview mirror, catching Tabitha’s

gaze. Shit. He’d been so concerned with what was clawing at the back
of his mind that he’d done a piss-poor job of masking the emotions on
his face. Keeping things from her was going to be a bitch.

Staring at her, he explained, “We think someone’s following us.”
She gasped. “You mean, Mason’s men?”
“Yes,” he said dryly.
She twisted in her seat to look out the back window, “Oh, God.

What are we going to do?” When she turned back around her eyes

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were as large as silver dollars, and the lines around her mouth, nose,
and eyes were more defined.

Ryken held her gaze as he calmly told her, “We’re going to keep

driving and put as much distance between us as possible. Surely,
those freaks can’t outrun a Camaro.”

“But what if they can?” she asked in a tone that revealed just how

nervous she was about the idea of being caught by Mason’s men.

“Babe, you can’t think like that. Luken and I won’t let them hurt

you.”

Sighing heavily, she said, “I’m grateful for that, but who is going

to protect you from them?”

Her question took him by surprise. No one other than Luken had

ever showed true concern for his well-being. Luken always had his
back, but never once had he considered a time that he and his brother
would be stuck in a situation like this either. Swallowing hard, he
prayed he wasn’t going to have to find out what it would be like to
need another form of backup.

Ryken sucked in a deep breath. “Our best option right now is to

remain calm and keep our eyes open. If you see anything strange, let
us know.”

“But it’s getting dark, and I won’t be able to see as well as you

guys.”

“That’s not true,” Luken corrected. “Your wolf senses are going

to be stronger now that you are a few days away from your first full
moon.”

She clutched the sides of her head in her hands and muttered, “Oh,

God, not that shit again.”

The wolf growled. “Tabitha, this is no time to test our patience as

far as the wolf shit is concerned. You are a wolf, you’re going to turn
into one, and Luken and I will be there to help you adjust to the new
you. Stop resisting the idea because as soon as you turn, I’m going to
fuck the hell out of that sweet body of yours, and I doubt you’ll ever
have a problem with being a wolf again.” As he spoke to her, there

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was a raw, commanding fever in his voice. One he reserved especially
for his mate.

Speechless. That was what he rendered her. He gazed at her in the

rearview mirror where he saw her lips slightly parted and her eyes
wide with heat. He could smell the arousal flowering out of her, and it
was driving him mad with lust.

Ryken’s voice was still husky with the growl of the wolf as he

said, “Now, be a good girl and keep an eye on anything that might
look suspicious.”

She nodded, turning immediately to glance out the windows

around her. Getting his mind back on the task at hand, he whipped his
gaze back to the road ahead and pressed a little firmer down on the
accelerator, breaking every speed limit law on the long stretch of open
road. His body tensed and filled with nervous energy as he gripped
the steering wheel hard, twisting his hands around the firm leather.

One thing he truly hated was being stalked, being someone’s

freaking plaything. He was the one who did the hunting, and the fact
that he was now the one being hunted was seriously pissing him off.

Then it happened. Several sets of bright lights beamed in his

rearview mirror as if they had somehow dropped right out of the sky.
The darkness of night had finally fallen, and under the mask of
darkness the suspicious feelings he and Luken had sensed were finally
confirmed.

“Shit, we’ve got company,” Ryken growled through clenched

teeth.

“How many are there?” Luken bit out.
“I count three cars, possibly trucks,” Tabitha said with calmness

in her voice that impressed the hell out of him.

“You all right, babe?”
“Yes, Ryken, but if I mean anything to you, you’ll get us all out of

here in one piece. Please.” The plea in her voice twisted his gut into a
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“I’ll do everything I can to make that happen, babe,” he assured

her.

“Me, too,” Luken added, turning to face her with a soft smile,

pulling his pistol from between the seats.

Eyes wide, Tabitha breathed, “What are you going to do with

that?”

“Use it,” Luken said plainly.
“Right, makes sense,” she said with a slight nod of her head. “I’ve

just never been around guns before. They make me a little nervous.”

Smiling, Luken said, “Well, I promise not to shoot you, so you

have nothing to worry about.”

“And as soon as we’re out of this situation that is an issue that will

be quickly resolved,” Ryken said.

Brows lifted, she gasped, “What issue? Shooting me?”
A soft chuckle thundered from his chest. “That fact that you’ve

never used a gun,” he reminded her. “My mate will be able to defend
herself at all costs. You will learn how to fire a gun, and you will have
good aim when doing so.” He met her wide-eyed gaze in the rearview
mirror again. “Do you have any problems with that, mate?”

Shaking her head, she said, “No, I’ve actually always wanted to

learn. I don’t like being afraid of things. I think I’d enjoy having you
teach me how to use a weapon.”

“Good,” he said flatly, glancing back to check his mirrors and the

fast-approaching vehicles tailing after them. “Then, it’s a date.”

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Chapter Twelve

Twenty minutes later, the three vehicles were still close enough to

make the hairs on the back of Luken’s neck tingle and dance like
crawling spiders. Damn, he hated that feeling. He cocked his head,
glancing over his shoulder at the wide-eyed expression blanketing
Tabitha’s face. She didn’t look scared, but she did look worried, and
who wouldn’t be considering the unease of the situation.

His chest tightened as the words of his potential lie fled his lips.

“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. I promise.” Shit, couldn’t he sound
more convincing? He scowled himself.

Arching a brow, she snickered. “Are you sure you want to make

that promise before you even know what the vehicles tailing us
want?”

He groaned at her, hating that she was probably right and too

observant for her own good. But his pride wouldn’t allow the
unknown to overrule his need to reassure his mate that she would be
safe. “Sweetheart, honestly, we don’t know if those vehicles behind
us are even chasing after us.”

“No?” she questioned with layering surprise. “Then why is it that

when Ryken speeds up the car, the distance between us and them
doesn’t increase? I’d say that’s a pretty good indication that they’re
tailing us.”

For as long as he lived, this woman would always keep him on his

toes, and more than that, she would always keep him honest. “You’re
right. They’re tailing us, but I still don’t want you to worry.”

“Sorry, honey, but that’s what us females do. We worry.”

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Ryken snickered. “She called you honey. Must be the gold in your

scraggly hair that she’s referring to.”

His brow furrowed. “Really? Well, twin brother, if you haven’t

noticed, you sort of have the same scraggly hair.”

Giving his head one sharp shake, he said, “Nope, I have golden

blond hair that flows magnificently around my broad lycan shoulders,
toward my sleek, narrow waist that our mate loves to rub her nimble
fingers over.” His voice purred as he joked and teased.

Luken frowned as his brother waggled his eyebrows up and down

several times. Glancing back to look at Tabitha, he saw the slight pink
in her cheeks and a warm glow to her eyes. He’d never get tired of
seeing her blush from their playful banter.

Just then, a stray bullet busted through the back window,

shattering the glass into hundreds of pieces. Tabitha screamed. Luken
twisted, reaching for her head.

“Get down, Tabitha,” Luken hollered, pushing her head down

below the line of fire. “Stay down, sweetheart, until I say otherwise,
okay?”

Not waiting for her response, he picked up his gun and swung his

weight around in the seat, and Ryken’s driving went on the offensive.
With his left hand palming his Springfield 9mm, he used the headrest
of the back seat to hold his aim steady while he opened fire on the
vehicles still closing in on them.

“Ryken,” he shouted. “This is a fucking brand-new Camaro for

Christ’s sake. Can’t this thing move any faster?”

“I’m driving the shit out of this car, Luken. Do you think you

could do any better?” Ryken snapped, his voice harsh and deep.

“Yes, feel free to get the fuck out of the driver’s seat and I’ll show

you,” Luken announced with an air of cockiness he hadn’t realized
he’d harbored inside himself.

“Fuck you,” Ryken snarled. “Just keep shooting and shut the hell

up and let me drive.”

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Suddenly, a vehicle charged from out of nowhere and slammed

into the side of the Camaro, jarring everyone inside. Immediately,
Luken fired his gun at the black sedan, but the bullets bounced off the
glass like they were hitting rubber.

“Aim for the tires,” Ryken shouted, and as if reading his mind a

second before he said it, Luken was already doing so.

A well-placed bullet pierced into the black wall of the front tire,

causing the driver to lose control. The car veered off, slamming into a
guardrail.

Then, as if matters couldn’t get any worse, they were rear-ended

by a monster-truck-looking SUV. The Camaro bucked forward and
jolted back, shaking and rattling them all. Luken quickly spun around
to make sure Tabitha kept her head down. She was balled as low as
she could go between the front and rear seats.

Ryken swerved and drove the sports car like his life depended on

it—because it did. Luken took the opportunity to reload his gun,
popping one clip out and slamming in another.

He called out to Tabitha, “You okay, sweetheart?”
The sound of her voice was muffled as she replied, “Peachy,

honey. Now, please kill these freaks because they are seriously
pissing me off.”

“That’s my girl,” Luken praised her. “We are going to get out of

this.”

“You keep saying that, Luken, but for some damn reason, I’m still

cramped in the back of this car.”

“Shit, dude. Get to shooting up the bad guys before she starts

getting pissed at us.” Ryken snickered just as Luken opened fire on
the SUV that was just about to ram them once again.

Luken focused his shots on the engine, hoping to render the

vehicle useless. Nothing was working. The bullets did more bouncing
than anything, and that wasn’t good considering they were bouncing
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“Damn it, I can’t hit shit. There’s something shielding their cars,

and I can’t penetrate it. I need some clear shots at their tires, Ryken.”

Ryken glanced from mirror to mirror, the car slowly accelerating

as he said, “Got it. I’m going to open her up a little, see if I can get a
little clearance between us. Once I do, take your shots and make them
count. There’s no telling how many opportunities we’ll have at this.”

Luken understood that this was most likely a onetime deal. They

had three vehicles behind them and only one way of getting them off
their ass. Grabbing a fresh clip, he took a deep breath and let the air
leave his lungs.

Positioning himself, he told Ryken, “Ready whenever you are.”
Nodding to his brother in response, he told Tabitha, “Hold on,

babe. Things are about to get pretty crazy.”

The Camaro surged forward as Ryken pressed the accelerator flat

to the floor. Swerving from one side to the other, weaving in and out
of the sudden flow of traffic, Luken opened fire on the first SUV,
hitting the front tire on his first shot, sending the SUV spinning out
into another car. The second SUV moved up into its place, and again
Luken took aim, but his shots bounced off the vehicle’s hood and
fender.

“Damn it, I can’t get a clean shot,” Luken shouted.
Ryken then swerved harder, twisting his body to hold onto the

steering wheel. Luken fired his weapon, hitting the passenger side
front tire, putting the trailing SUV out of commission.

Luken watched as the last remaining SUV moved into position

behind them, but this driver learned from the last two that he had to
keep his distance, and he used the other cars on the road as shields,
stopping Luken from firing his gun at them.

“Now what?” Luken muttered under his breath.
“What’s going on,” Tabitha asked, raising her head up. “Are we

out of danger?”

Just as her head peered up over the headrest of the seat, several

shots were fired from the SUV behind them. Tabitha screamed as

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several bullets slammed into the seat in front of her, directly into
Ryken’s back.

“Oh, God!” Tabitha cried.
The car began to slow as Ryken’s body slumped forward. Luken

grabbed the wheel, yelling at his brother to stay awake, demanding he
do it for Tabitha. His foot jammed down onto one of his brother’s,
keeping the car moving.

He had to figure out a way to get them out of this mess, had to get

them all to safety.

Looking into the rearview mirror, he noticed the SUV was further

back, giving him an opportunity to switch places with his brother.
“Tabitha, I need you to grab Ryken. I need you to pull him into the
backseat and keep pressure on his wounds. Can you do that?” Luken
twisted his leg between his brother’s, keeping a firm hold on the
steering wheel and enough pressure on the gas pedal.

“Y–Yes,” she stammered.
Keeping his eyes focused on both the road ahead and the SUV

behind them, he ordered, “Do it now. Grab him before the SUV
moves closer.”

Without hesitation, Tabitha grabbed hold of Ryken’s arms and

pulled him to the side, while Luken helped to guide his legs around
him. Ryken was half in the front seat and half in the back, Tabitha
held him close. She pulled his shirt up over his head and used it to
apply pressure.

“Keep your head down, Tabitha,” he demanded, the tone of his

voice firm and commanding.

“What are you going to do?”
Glancing at her in the rearview mirror, he said, “Save our lives. I

hope.”

Without another moment to lose, Luken slammed on the brakes,

allowing the SUV behind them to catch up. He sped up, switched
lanes, and slammed on the brakes again, putting the SUV beside him
rather than behind him. All the windows, except for the windshield in

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the Camaro had either been rolled down or shot out. Luken grabbed
his gun, aimed, and fired into the sidewall of the front tire, hitting it
several times, sending the SUV veering into another car. Luken didn’t
wait to see what happened next. He put his foot down on the
accelerator and raced away as fast as he could.

Now, out of danger, he needed to find a way to save his brother’s

life. He could smell the poison of the silver eating away at his
brother’s flesh. Ryken wouldn’t last long.

* * * *

Ryder O’Laughlin leaned against the wall, grasping the opened

newspaper in both hands. He glanced over the top of the crisp paper,
waiting for McCarthy Legal to open its doors. The morning sun was
breaking through the gathering clouds overhead, announcing that
morning had finally arrived.

He sipped a hot, steaming cup of coffee with a triple shot of

espresso, absorbing all the delightful benefits of a caffeine jolt. Lucky
for him, directly across the street from the legal office was a local
coffeehouse.

Normally, he was not the kind to stalk a company or a person for

that matter, but he needed to find Sebastian McCarthy. Had to let him
know about his run-in with Mason Levi and the information he’d
gathered from his asshole of a cousin. He was also curious to find out
if Sebastian needed a little extra manpower putting a stop to the
rampant mutating DNA infecting the lycans.

If Ryder’s instincts were correct, they were warning him that

Mason was actively recruiting lycans from his past, lycans with the
reputation for already being strong and powerful—serious badasses. If
the virus, or whatever the hell it was, infected them as well, they
would most likely be even more lethal killing machines, and that was
something Ryder and his pack were desperate to prevent.

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Like Mason, Ryder was one of the rare breeds of half wolf, half

panther. When in lycan form, his body was about the same size as the
wolf, but his speed was even more impressive with the agility the
panther provided. A long-legged, buxom blonde sporting a
dangerously tight miniskirt and heels that would make a porn star
jealous, stepped out of the coffee shop. He’d been so entrenched in
his thoughts that he hadn’t even noticed her go in, which was so
unlike him. He noticed everything, especially a piece of ass as
enticing as the woman sauntering across the street in front of him.

The little vixen with her tight gray suit jacket snugged up against

the fullest breasts he’d ever seen was a delicious, cock-swelling sight.
His blood pumped hard in his veins, reminding him that he hadn’t had
a woman in way too long. Sniffing the air, he scented her as human,
but what happened next stunned even him.

His heart surged in his chest, galloping as if he were in a full-out

sprint. He crinkled the paper in his hands, dropping his cup of coffee
onto the ground. Gripping the wall at his side, he stared after her,
wondering what the fuck was going on with him. His chest felt so
tight, he thought the very bones beneath his flesh would tear through
at any moment.

Struggling to regain his breath and composure, he pushed to his

full height of six four and stumbled across the street after the sexy
blonde whose scent was literally setting him on fire. He had to find
out who she was and fast. The need to be close to her was the only
thought pounding through his jelly-like brain.

Crossing the street, he made his way into the tower, her scent

filling his nose as he entered the elevator. Following her tantalizing
scent, he pressed the button for the top floor, hoping to catch her scent
the moment he passed her floor. And as he figured, that’s exactly
what happened. Clawing at the buttons, he pressed the one nearest to
the floor she had exited.

Flinging his body out of the elevator, he found the nearest set of

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caught her heady scent once more, and to his complete surprise, he
was staring at the main doors for McCarthy Legal. Inhaling a full
chest of air, he slowly released it, closing his eyes and regaining what
little control he still managed to hold on to. Pulling open the door, he
stared into the deepest emerald green eyes he had ever beheld.

“May I help you?” the soft, bubbly voice asked.
Stammering, Ryder quickly responded, “I…I’m looking for

Sebastian McCarthy. Do you know where I could find him?”

“Mr. McCarthy is away on business. Is there something I can help

you with, Mr.—”

“O’Laughlin. My name is Ryder O’Laughlin.”
“And how may I help you, Mr. O’Laughlin,” she asked with a

soothing level of politeness that was almost annoying in nature, like
she was more a robot than a woman who shared the same simulating
desires to him that he was clearly having to her.

Clearing his suddenly dry throat, he told her, “I’ve got news to

share with him about Mason Levi, and I know he’ll want to hear
about this information as soon as possible.”

“I see,” she said plainly. “I’d be more than happy to relay the

information to him, and I’ll be sure to deliver the message to him
personally.” She smiled, but the emotion didn’t reach her eyes.

Grinning at her, realizing that she was either dead inside or the

best gatekeeper he’d ever encountered, he tried again. “I’m sorry to be
so difficult, Ms…” He let his voice drift into the silence of the room.

“Miles. My name is Tiffany Miles,” she replied, batting her dark

black lashes.

“Ms. Miles, I don’t think you understand the importance of this

information.” He groaned, trying to stress just how much he needed to
speak directly to Sebastian and no one else.

“And I’m sure you’ll understand when I tell you that Mr.

McCarthy is not available, but as it is part of my job to assist him, I
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him…once you tell me what that is,” she responded sternly, her hands
digging into the sides of her round hips.

“Look,” he snapped, his patience running paper thin. “I appreciate

that you—” Just as he was about to finish his rant, the front doors to
McCarthy Legal blasted open and in poured a very bloody male
carried by two others. Ryder’s gaze shot to Tiffany, who was already
bounding around the desk to render assistance.

“Ryken! Luken!” Tiffany cried. “What happened?”

* * * *

Luken glanced up to see Ryder O’Laughlin staring at them, a

definite surprise to say the least. He ordered, “Well, don’t just stand
there staring at us, Ryder, lend a Goddamn hand.”

In a few commanding strides, Ryder crossed the floor and eased

Tabitha out from under Ryken’s arm, taking the weight of Ryken
against him. Luken felt the shift of weight immediately and was
grateful for the assistance. His muscles strained with the limp weight
of his brother.

Luken caught the assistant’s stunned expression, telling her,

“Tiffany, we were attacked by Mason Levi or at least a few of his
goons. I’m not exactly sure, but Ryken took a few gunshots in the
back and gut—most likely silver bullets. He needs medical treatment
immediately to get the silver out before it poisons him to death.”

Jumping into action, she said, “We can take him to Dr. Shaw’s

office. It’s close.”

Luken’s brow narrowed as he said, “Last I heard, she was at

McCarthy Ranch.”

Shaking her head, Tiffany rounded the desk, grabbing her purse

and office keys. “Yes, she has other doctors on call always. I’ll tell
them we’re on our way.” She began dialing her cell phone, shouting
behind her as she moved for the door, “Sebastian’s Suburban is down
in the parking garage. We can take that. Let’s move.”

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The woman was a force to be reckoned with, persuasive, and

sharp. Seeing Tiffany in action told him why Sebastian trusted her to
run the office in his absence. She had her shit together, and he was
grateful for that.

“This is Tiffany Miles, Sebastian McCarthy’s assistant. We have

an emergency silver extraction heading your way. Lycan male, ETA
fifteen minutes.” Without hesitation, she hung up the phone and
pressed the button on the McCarthy private elevator and led the four
trailing companions inside the silver box.

Turning, she glanced at Tabitha. “I’m Tiffany. I’ve spoken with

you a few times on the phone. You’re Tabitha Burns, right?”

“Yes–s,” Tabitha said, stuttering a bit.
“Is he going to be okay?” Tabitha asked, the tears in her eyes

growing thicker. The sight of her emotional pain twisted inside
Luken’s chest.

“Yes, sweetheart,” Luken told her in a deep, but calming voice.

“Ryken’s strong, and we’ve got great lycan doctors who take
excellent care of us in situations just like this.” He smiled at her,
trying his best to reassure her. “Trust me, honey. I won’t let anything
happen to my brother.”

Tabitha nodded nervously, her hands twisted together in the fabric

of the blood-saturated shirt she’d been holding against Ryken’s
wound. Her shirt and jeans were covered in his blood, and the sight of
her so frightened and worried robbed him of breath. Fighting the urge
to run and comfort her, he tended to his brother. Ryken had to be
priority one right now, but as soon as his brother was stable, he would
ease the worry from his mate and show her just how much he cared
for her…which was more considerable than he ever realized.

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Chapter Thirteen

Zane McCoskey rushed to the main doors of the clinic to greet

Tiffany Miles and the lycan she had called about. Immediately
identifying the severity of the situation, he called for his nursing staff
to assist him. A gurney was brought over, where Zane effortlessly
lifted the wounded male onto the bed. Then he recognized the man
from McCarthy Ranch and his heart dropped in his chest.

He leaned over to begin checking his vitals. His pristine white lab

coat brightened with the crimson blood that covered Ryken’s chest
and back. Dark, murky blood seeped from the open wounds. The
silver inside his body was making it impossible for him to heal.

Zane listened for Ryken’s heart, and his pulse was weak, his

breathing labored. Time was running against them. “Let’s prep him
for surgery,” Zane instructed a brown-haired nurse, who nodded and
with the assistance of another nurse, pushed the gurney down the
long, narrow hallway.

Tabitha called out, “No, wait. Where are they taking him?”

Luken’s arms surrounded the strawberry blonde, hauling her off her
feet, cradling her against him.

“Tabitha, they have to operate on him. He has silver in his body,

and it’s killing him. If they don’t get it out, he could die.” The words
weighed heavy in the air—a sensation that caused Zane’s heart to beat
harder and faster.

Sobbing hard, Tabitha turned and tucked her face into the crook of

Luken’s neck, his arms squeezing around her in a comforting
embrace.

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“Go, doc. Save my brother.” The desperation in Luken’s voice

was easily heard and felt by those around him.

Zane nodded, but before he left, he told Luken, “Don’t go

anywhere. He may need a transfusion, and you are obviously the best
candidate. To err on the side of caution, I’ll have one of my nurses
come draw some of your blood.”

“Don’t worry, doc, I’m not going anywhere.”
Zane turned his broad frame as if to head in the same direction as

Ryken, but first he took a long, heated glance over at Tiffany. She
was standing with her arms wrapped over her supple breasts, the look
of worry covering her sweet face. The gray miniskirt she had chosen
to wear today left little to the imagination and suddenly his pulse
pounded and his heart revved up.

He hated that this happened to him whenever Tiffany was around,

but what he hated more was that he could never tell her how she made
him feel. Besides the fact that timing sucked, he could never manage
to get the words to formulate. Instead, he could only talk to her about
things of business. That was the only time he didn’t feel like a
blubbering idiot around her.

Locking gazes with her, he said, “Tiffany, you’ll need to call

Sebastian and tell him what’s going on. As soon as I have Ryken
patched up, we’ll need to arrange transport to get him to McCarthy
Ranch. He should heal fast once I extract the silver.”

She nodded, pulling out her cell phone from her purse.
Then he fled down the hallway as fast as he could and rushed into

the operating room, where Ryken was prepped and ready for surgery.

* * * *

It had taken three hours to complete the surgery. All the silver had

been removed from Ryken’s body, and he was healing at an
incredible speed, thanks to his brother’s healthy blood. Luken spent
every moment at her side, and Tabitha was grateful he had been there.

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Her mind had been in a sea of fog, trapped by worry and fear that

left her wondering how things had gotten so out of control. How had
she gone from having a normal life to running from murderers and
having her heart ripped from her chest at the thought of losing a man
she cared for more than she ever realized was possible?

Staring down at Ryken’s slumbering face, now cleaned of blood,

she understood the strange feelings in her stomach to be more than
just infatuation. She was falling in love with these men—men who
gladly put their lives at risk to save hers.

Who knew heroes still existed…
During Ryken’s surgery, Tiffany had arranged with Sebastian for

another Suburban to take them the rest of the way to McCarthy
Ranch, but this time Ryder, Dominic, and Reyes were also part of the
escort team.

Dominic, a fierce, six-foot-six giant of a man dressed in all black

with shoulder-length black hair pulled back at the nape of his neck,
possessing dark and mysterious eyes, forced her to take a step back to
take in his enormous frame. Reyes, on the other hand, while still a
towering six foot four, had more of a refined, sophisticated demeanor.
His short, black, cropped hair and groomed goatee combined with his
elegant dress of slacks and collared shirt had her scratching her head
in wonder.

How could a man with the most alluring crystal blue eyes and

regal appearance be one of Sebastian’s most trusted and feared
lycans? As strange as it was, they were, and she was plenty glad they
had come to help. The last thing she wanted was to worry that
something else would happen to Ryken or Luken as they drove the
last hundred miles to McCarthy Ranch.

Tiffany had shared with her just how lethal these men could be

and what they had done to keep their pack protected. Knowing all
those unique details about their warrior-like past eased her fragile
mind. Surely, their massive physical size alone would frighten away
anyone who would dare try to get in their way.

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As they drove, Ryken’s head lay in Tabitha’s lap, and she stroked

his soft blond hair. Thrilled that his fever had broken, she waited
patiently for his eyes to finally open. She couldn’t wait to gaze into
those ocean blues that always made her heart race just a little faster.
Caressing his cheek, she stared down into his masculine face. Her
fingers teased over his square jaw and full bottom lip.

She knew he was going to be all right, felt it down into her soul,

but it still didn’t stop the well of emotion in her mind. Before she
could wipe it away, a single tear rolled from her eyes, landing onto
Ryken’s cheek.

“Don’t cry, baby,” said a husky voice. “I’m okay.”
Gasping, she cried, “Oh, God, Ryken. You’re okay.” She leaned

over and kissed his lips repeatedly, moving to kiss all over his face.
“You scared me half to death.” She held his face in her hands.

A faint smile tugged at his lips. “I’m glad to see you, too, babe. I

take it they got all the silver out?”

She stared at him, dumbfounded. “You nearly die, and that’s what

you have to say to me? Your concern is for the silver?” She slapped
him on the shoulder. “Where the hell are all the romantic words? You
could’ve died on me. You said you would protect me. What if
something happened to you, Ryken?” More tears leaked from her
eyes, and she trembled. “What if I never saw you again?”

Ryken grunted as he sat up, twisting to take hold of her.
“Ryken, your wounds,” she breathed.
But as much as she might protest about his wounds, it was what

he did next that had her toes curling in her shoes and her mind going
blank on everything else. His mouth took possession of hers like a
man starved for it, desperate to taste her. So damn hungry for her, he
was clearing his plate and asking for seconds. His large, powerful
hands cradled around her head, pulling her into his strong hold. She
responded to him as she always did, opening for his kiss, moaning
with the satisfaction of his taste and touch. He drove her wild, made
her hot with lust, made her burn with need.

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He licked the seam of her lips, pulling away to gaze into her eyes.

“Tabitha, I wouldn’t let something like a little silver separate us. I
want you too much. I need you and as much as you hate the idea of
feeling something for me other than sex you have to know by now
that I’m falling in love with you.”

Eyes wide, she sucked in a sharp breath. “Ryken?”
He kissed her lips gently, cutting off any chance she had to object.

“Don’t say a word, Tabitha. I don’t want to frighten you. I only
thought you should know you mean a hell of a lot more to me than
damn silver.” He grinned, lifting her chin in his hands, pressing
another kiss to her lips. “Thank you for caring about me, Tabitha. You
are the first woman to ever do so that wasn’t my mother.”

Surprised by that, she licked her lips, her mouth dry. “Ryken, I’m

glad you’re okay. I prayed you would be. My heart was so broken at
the thought of losing you. I know that means something, but I’m just
not ready to admit what.”

His thumb stroked her bottom lip, his eyes staring at her mouth for

a long, heated moment and then shifted to her eyes. “I don’t want you
to right now, baby. When the time is right, you’ll know.”

The static of the radios between cars drew their attention.

“Luken?” called a deep, resonating voice.

Luken pressed the button on the radio receiver. “Yes, Dominic,”

he replied, glancing in the rearview mirror at her, making her
suddenly realize that he had heard her and Ryken’s discussion. She
swallowed back the nerves that choked her.

Wow, could things get any more complicated?
“We’re just outside McCarthy Ranch,” Dominic said with an edge

to his voice that was even more fierce than normal as if he were on
guard. “Up ahead on the left will be a long stretch of dirt road. Space
out, give us some distance to make sure the road is clear.”

“Will do,” Luken confirmed, easing off the accelerator as they

watched Dominic and Reyes turn onto the desolate dirt road.

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As they traveled down the road after Dominic and Reyes’s

Suburban, she leaned forward to take a better look out of the
windshield. Tabitha crinkled her nose and said, “Please tell me
McCarthy Ranch is not in the middle of these spooky ass woods? I
really can’t handle any more spooky.”

“Spooky?” Ryken asked, inclining his head towards her. “These

woods are the most spectacular woods you’ll ever see, babe. And
soon enough, we’re going to show you exactly why.”

Then it happened. The world simply began moving at supernatural

speeds. All around them were swarms of men, large, fierce-looking
men who possessed the same yellow and red eyes as the men on the
train. Once her eyes focused, she realized that these weren’t just men
charging after them from the thickening woods, but men who looked
more like animals. Claws and sharp canines sliced through the air as
they rammed their menacing bodies against the sides of the
Suburbans, rocking the trucks as if they weighed almost nothing.

Dominic swerved, slamming his truck into a tree, blocking the

road. Jumping from the vehicle, Dominic and Reyes leapt into battle,
shooting and slicing anything that approached them. Ryken and
Luken grabbed their guns and prepared to do the same.

“Sweetheart, you need to do us a favor,” Luken said.
“What?” she breathed nervously.
“You need to run as fast as you can up that dirt road. The cabin is

only a few miles up ahead and you can make it. We’ll hold them off
for as long as we can, but you can’t stay, Tabitha. You have to
promise us you’ll run and run fast, don’t linger, no matter what you
hear or see.”

Trembling, she shook her head. “I don’t think I can do this.”
Ryken pulled her back into his arms, kissing her lips to

distraction. He told her, “Sure you can, babe. Brie is up at the cabin.
Sebastian and Jonah are up there, too. We need their help, and you
have to go and get that help for us. Can you do that, baby?” He

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brushed her hair back away from her face, his fingers molding to the
back of her neck, holding her face close to his.

“Yes,” she breathed. “I can do that.”
“Good,” Luken said. “Because all hell’s about to break loose.”
Luken rammed the back of Dominic’s truck trying to get past it,

but all it managed to do was debilitate his own vehicle, crushing the
engine block and clipping a row of trees. At least he’d taken out a few
of the creatures presently attacking them. Granted, running over them
wasn’t the most graceful of tactics, but definitely the most effective.

Opening the door, Ryken turned and kissed Tabitha one more

time. Then, he shoved her toward her own door, shouting, “Go, baby.
Run. Now!”

Without looking back at her, Luken jumped from the vehicle just

as she did, bolting out of the door like lightning. Tabitha sprang right
into action, sprinting faster than she ever had. Her arms pumped, and
her heart raced. She felt powerful and strong as she ran, even knowing
that the men behind her were fighting to keep her safe. She was
running for them, not from them. They needed her help, needed her to
find Sebastian and Jonah, and that’s exactly what she intended to do.

She felt the presence of something wild crawling along her skin,

something evil lurking at the back of her mind, scratching at her flesh
and pulling at the fine strands of hair on her head. Instinctively, she
knew what that feeling was. Someone or something was following
her, tracking her like prey as she ran for her life.

Praying she would make it, she reached inside herself, conjuring

all the strength she possessed. Her legs burned and throbbed. She
stumbled, but quickly regained her momentum. All the while, the
eerie sounds of the night accompanied the mayhem of battle and the
death cries of war. Ryken and Luken and the others were fighting for
their own lives as well as hers, and she had to make it to McCarthy
Ranch, had to get there to send help.

The cabin was up ahead, and she could see the light filtering

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sight of her salvation made her legs move faster, arms pump harder. A
surge of joy filled her heart at the simple thought that she was going
to make it.

Hurdling over a stump, she cut a path through the trees, rather

than sticking to the dirt road. She scraped her arm on a tree and it
tossed her off balance. Stumbling, she landed on her chest, hands
splayed out to brace for impact. Mouth full of dirt, she scuffled back
to her feet only to feel the heavy weight of something snarling land on
her back, shoving her face back into the dusty soil.

Tabitha fought hard against the monstrous weight overpowering

her, pushing with all her might to get free. Gasping for air, she
screamed, praying that someone would hear her cries for help and
save her before she was killed by whatever was attacking her. Then
her head slammed hard against the cold, solid ground and her vision
went blurry, all but the sound of her own screams were left ringing
inside her head.

* * * *

Brie shot up to stand, her heart pounding in her chest at the sound

of a woman’s screams. Running for the door, she opened it, stepping
outside onto the porch. Her eyes drifted over the woods, unable to see
anything out of the ordinary. So instead of relying on her eyes, she
reached out with her instincts, sensing all the energy that surrounded
the ranch.

A gut-wrenching presence robbed her of breath and forced her

body to react. Fear was far from her mind as her body was consumed
with more electrically charged energy than she’d ever felt surging
through her veins. Her hands extended out to her sides, and her chin
raised up to the heavens. The power she harnessed was quickly
released, sending a blue current of energy blasting out of her body and
out to anything within several miles. The pulse of energy felt like an
aftershock, the sound like a sonic bomb.

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“Sebastian!” Brie cried before collapsing onto the porch of the

cabin.

Sebastian and Jonah were on her in seconds. “Brie, what

happened? We felt your energy. What did you do?”

Sebastian’s head shot up, scanning the woods around them,

sniffing the changing air. She didn’t have to tell him. He was already
sensing it.

“We’ve got company,” Sebastian said, his voice so deep it was

almost a growl.

Her body weak, she raised her head, pointing in a specific

direction. “Tabitha. She’s out there. Something was attacking her.”

Jonah leapt over top of them, storming into the woods like a

madman, charging into the direction Brie had pointed.

“Come on, darling. Let me get you inside.” Sebastian moved to

pick her up, but she grabbed his hand and squeezed, the panic and fear
alive and thriving inside her heart.

“Sebastian, if Tabitha’s here then the others are close. You must

go after them.”

He stared at her, his jaw tightening under the compression of

muscles. “I’m not leaving you alone, not when you are so weak.”

She held his hand close to her breast. “I’ll be fine,” she assured

him, stroking a trembling hand over his cheek. “I just need another
moment, and then my strength will return. Trust me, they need their
alpha.” She kissed his lips. “Go.”

Lifting her into his arms, he carried her inside the house, placing

her on the sofa, then fled the room, running into the night after Jonah
and God only knew what else.

Brie quickly regained her strength as Jonah burst in the cabin

carrying a very unconscious Tabitha. Brie sprang up off the sofa and
ran towards him.

Her arms cradled around Tabitha face, and then she turned and

pointed towards the sofa she had just vacated, telling him, “Put her
here, Jonah.”

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Brie felt for Tabitha’s vitals. Her pulse was weak, but there. She

was pale, her lips slightly blue, a deep gash on her forehead. Brie’s
hands began to warm. The healing powers that lived inside her
instinctively prepared to help her friend.

Glancing to her mate, she told him, “Jonah, go after Sebastian.

Ryken and Luken wouldn’t leave her unless it was necessary. Neither
would Dominic or Reyes for that matter. They need you.”

Arching a brow, Jonah asked, “Are you sure, Brie? I’m not crazy

about the idea of leaving you alone.”

Her chest filled with his protective love, but she knew the others

needed his help more. He was too strong of a fighter not to go. She
was sure she would be fine here in the cabin. “If Sebastian is there, do
you honestly think I’m not sure?”

Nodding, he said, “Good point. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He

ran for the door. Pausing a moment, he turned to glance at his mate.
“Brie, if you need us all you have to do is think to us, and we’ll be
back in a howl.”

“I know, honey,” she said, smiling. “Now, go.”
The instant Brie was alone with Tabitha, she placed her hands on

Tabitha’s head and heart and let the healing powers warm from her
hands into her best friend’s body. The wound on her forehead closed
with a glowing yellow light, and her beaten and bruised body was
healed within seconds. The energy it took to heal her friend was
nothing compared to the strength it took to knock out the evil forces
surrounding McCarthy Ranch. Brie couldn’t tell how many there
were, but it was enough to put her out of commission for a good long
while.

“Brie?” Jonah called out to her.
Raising her head, she met his astonished gaze as he moved inside

the cabin towards her. A strange pang of emotions sank to the pit of
her belly as she stared at the unidentifiable expression on Jonah’s
face.

Sucking in a sharp breath, she asked, “What is it?”

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He swallowed before telling her, “Mason Levi’s dead.”
She stood, her hand covering her heart. “How?” she gasped with a

wave of relief filling her heart and mind. “Did one of you get the drop
on him?”

Eating up the last of the distance that separated them, he placed

his hands on her arms. Shaking his head, he whispered, “No, honey,
we didn’t, but you did.”

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Chapter Fourteen

Before Brie had a moment to grasp the meaning of Jonah’s words,

the door filled with Ryken and Luken, rushing in to kneel beside
Tabitha, who still slumbered on the sofa. She would need to rest for a
little while longer as Brie was not at her full strength when she healed
her. Ryken and Luken made it impossible to see Tabitha over their
imposing sizes as they protectively leaned over her. The sight of their
concern for Tabitha warmed her heart. She sensed that they truly
cared for her friend, and their reactions toward Tabitha’s physical
state couldn’t have pleased her more.

Grasping Tabitha’s hand, Ryken shifted his gaze to glance at Brie.

“What happened to her?” he asked, the urgency in his voice telling of
his fear for the woman he held. “Was she attacked? Is that why she’s
unconscious?”

Continuing the bombardment of questions, Luken asked, “Is she

going to be all right?”

Brie nodded. “Yes, Tabitha’s going to be fine. Just give her a

moment. She was pretty banged up when Jonah found her.”

Ryken stood, extending his hand out to Jonah, who took it.

“Thank you for bringing her here.” Glancing at Brie, he said, “And I
know you healed her. Thank you.” He swallowed hard, emotions
filled his eyes, and he quickly turned away from them, staring down
at Tabitha.

Sebastian’s warm and soothing hand eased over her shoulder, and

the moment he touched her, she wanted to cry, weep like a baby, but
she didn’t dare. The feelings churning inside her heart were foreign to
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mind, swirling with darkness. She closed her eyes and let his arms
surround her. Jonah held her side, while Sebastian held the other.
Together they seemed to always make her feel safe and protected, but
right now all she felt was terrified. Terrified by what she had done, by
what she’d been unable to prevent.

Kissing her forehead, Sebastian cupped her face in his hands. “I

love you,” he said warmly, holding her gaze. “And we’ll get through
this, I promise.”

The deep timbre of his voice sent a warm chill down her spine.

The strength in his presence alone made her feel just a little stronger.
Sebastian had a way of doing that to her, and she welcomed the
feelings. Jonah at her side was an added bonus.

“Get through what?” Dominic’s voice boomed as he emerged into

the room.

Jumping to cover, Jonah simply said, “Mason Levi’s been killed,

and we’ve got to get his blood sample to Dr. Shaw, immediately.” He
took Brie’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Well, that’s fucking great news,” Dominic roared with renewed

energy. “But why in hell isn’t Dr. Pain-In-The-Ass already getting the
damn sample herself?”

Reyes scoffed, “Dominic, must you always talk about Megan that

way?”

Rolling his eyes at his friend, Dominic argued, “Reyes, if you

only knew what—”

“Shut up, all of you,” Sebastian’s voice rumbled. “I don’t give a

rat’s ass about any of that bullshit. What I do care about is getting
Mason’s body to Dr. Shaw and fast. Jonah, tell Dominic and Reyes
where the body can be found and take it to the doc immediately.
Ryken and Luken—” He paused, eyeing the men with a level of
intensity that would have frightened most anyone. “Wait for me in my
study. We’ve got several things to discuss.” He turned as if to dismiss
everyone from the room, but quickly grasped his brother by the arm.
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three of them needed to talk about what had happened with Mason
Levi—or how she had killed him to be more exact.

Sebastian turned to see that his men had still not left the room,

hovering like a bunch of old women at a gossip convention. “Why is
everyone still here? Do you need a formal invitation? Get moving!”

Dominic grunted. Reyes shifted his weight, following Dominic as

he stalked out the front door after Jonah. Ryken and Luken glared at
Sebastian, retreating to his study, both glancing back several times to
see Tabitha. Brie sighed as the room was finally empty of everyone
but her, Sebastian, and Tabitha.

Staring down at her friend, Brie noted the deep lines of worry

surrounding Tabitha’s eyes and mouth from days of running for her
life. She warned, “She’s going to freak when we tell her everything.”

Sebastian placed his hands on her shoulders. “You have a

remarkable way with words, my dear, and you can ease her mind,” he
assured her. “She’ll be fine.”

Biting her bottom lip, she muttered, “Do you think Ryken and

Luken told her that she’s transitioning into a wolf? That she’s
becoming a lycan?”

He shook his head. “Only one way to find out,” he murmured.

“Wake her up, honey. Let’s get this over with.”

Nodding, Brie touched Tabitha’s temples with her fingertips, and

Tabitha opened her eyes, blinking repeatedly as if the lights in the
room were too bright.

“Tabitha? Can you hear me?” she called out softly.
Tabitha groaned. “Yes. I can hear you. What happened to me?”

She gently stroked her head at the spot where the large gash used to
be. The only thing remaining of the spot was dried blood.

“You were attacked on the way to the cabin,” Brie said calmly.

“Do you remember anything?”

She closed her eyes, rubbing her temples. “We were ambushed

coming into the ranch. Ryken and Luken told me to run.” Her eyes
opened wide, panic washed over her face. She sat up. “Oh, God. Are

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Ryken and Luken okay? Did they get hurt? Where are they?” She
twisted around, glancing all over the room, eyes searching.

Brie sat beside her, wrapping her arm around Tabitha. “Ryken and

Luken are fine. They know you’re okay as well. Don’t worry, honey,
everything’s all right now.”

“Brie?” she whispered, shaking her head. “I was so scared.

Strange things have been happening to me. Strange things I don’t
really know how to explain.”

“Maybe I can help.” Sebastian’s voice boomed around the walls

of the room, drawing their attention towards him.

Looking up at her mate, Brie said, “Tabitha, this is my fiancé,

Sebastian McCarthy. I believe you’ve already spoken.”

With a curt nod, Sebastian extended his hand. “Ms. Burns. It is a

pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve been eagerly awaiting your arrival.”

She took his hand and gave it a solid shake. “Right, I wish I could

say I was excited to be here, but really I—”

Brie interrupted, “You’ve been through a lot, and there’s so much

we need to talk with you about.”

“Really? Like what?” Tabitha asked, sounding a tad sarcastic, as

if the news Brie wished to share with her couldn’t get any worse than
what she’d already been through.

Sebastian folded his arms over his broad chest and arched a brow

as he asked, “Tabitha, have you been attacked by a wild animal
recently?”

Tabitha scrunched her forehead, and huffed out a breath. “What is

it with you people asking if I’ve been bitten by an animal?”

“Tabitha, honey, I know this is all strange,” Brie said in a manner

as comforting as she could.

“Strange?” she spat. “What was strange was watching Ryken turn

into a freaking werewolf then tell me I was going to turn into one as
well the next full moon. But what really chaps my ass—”

Just as she was about to finish, Jonah stepped into the room and

moved to stand beside Sebastian staring down at Tabitha.

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“I’m sorry, Tabitha. This is Jonah McCarthy. Sebastian’s

brother,” Brie shared, swallowing back the need to confess more.

Timing was everything.
Sebastian shifted his stance, arms still folded over his massive

chest, glaring down at her and Tabitha. Brie frowned at him.

Shifting his gaze to Tabitha, Sebastian muttered, “You were

saying?”

“Oh, right,” Tabitha said, rotating her position on the sofa to stare

at Brie. “What really chaps my ass is that you’re engaged to a man
you never saw fit to introduce to me before. How can you honestly be
getting married to a man you just started dating?”

Brie cleared her throat. “Well, actually I’m not just marrying

Sebastian. I’m marrying Jonah, as well.”

“You’re what?” Tabitha blurted out, springing up to her full

height, staring wide-eyed from one masculine face to the other.

Brie stood, hands reaching out to comfort her friend. She said,

“Tabby, calm down.”

Shrugging off Brie’s hand, Tabitha erupted in anger. “Don’t tell

me to calm down, Brie. What the fuck’s going on with you? The Brie
I knew would never be so foolish.”

“Ms. Burns.” Sebastian’s voice crawled with annoyance. A deep

timbre that Brie had heard one too many times when she had done
something incredibly wrong and was about to be scolded.

“Don’t ‘Ms. Burns’ me, you overgrown barbarian. How dare you

take advantage of my best friend? What have you done to her? Filled
her head with nonsense, manipulated her into thinking you are
werewolf gods? Is this some kind of cult, ‘hot, brawny men in the
middle of the woods’ kind of cult?” She put her hands up, waving off
their chance to interrupt her. “Don’t tell me, you have a few females
lurking around to satisfy all your wild and crazy needs? What kind of
freak show is this?”

“Tabitha, that’s enough!” Brie shouted, the palm of her hand

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She had crossed a line, one that wounded her deep inside her heart.
“You are insulting me and my fiancés, and I really don’t like it.”

“What?” Tabitha gasped. “You’re actually defending this? You

actually want this kind of life?”

“This is my life now, Tabby. I’m in love with Sebastian and

Jonah, and I have been for years. For too long, I allowed my shyness
and fear to stop me from admitting my true feelings for these men.
But something finally happened that gave me the courage and
strength to live life as I saw fit, regardless of what others think.” Brie
took both Sebastian and Jonah’s hand and turned back to Tabitha.
“But this works for us, Tabby. I couldn’t live without them. They are
my life now.”

Tabitha took a long moment to look them over. Her eyes lingered

on their clasped hands. Her eyes watered.

Hesitantly, she asked, “Are they lycans, too?”
Sebastian squeezed Brie’s hand before responding, “Yes, we are

lycans, Ms. Burns. Just as Ryken and Luken are lycans.”

“Dominic and Reyes?” she quickly asked.
“Yes,” Jonah said dryly.
Tabitha ran stiff fingers through her tousled hair. “I need a beer.”
“You don’t drink,” Brie reminded her.
“Maybe I need to start,” she said, sitting back on the sofa with her

hands covering her face as she rested her elbows on her knees.

“Tabby,” Brie said, sitting beside her once more. “What is your

relationship with Ryken and Luken?”

Tabitha’s expression changed into a curious and surprised stare.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

Sebastian again responded, “Because, Ms. Burns, if they violated

you against your will or persuaded you to—”

Hands out in front of her as if to try and stop a moving train,

Tabitha blurted out, “Whoa? Stop. I shouldn’t have said anything to
you on the phone. I was scared and truly freaked out.”

“So they didn’t hurt you?” Jonah asked.

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“No!” Tabitha cried. “Ryken and Luken would never hurt me.

They protected me and…Look, I don’t see why telling you how I feel
about them is important. Just know that I’m grateful to them for
getting me here safe and sound, okay?”

Sebastian released a pent-up breath of air and glanced at Brie.

Telepathically, he said, Take Tabitha up to her room, and get her
settled in. I’m going to have a nice little chat with the twins.

If what Tabitha said is true…the words went unspoken, but she

knew that Sebastian would use his better judgment when deciding
what to do about Ryken and Luken. They had gone against his orders
and that had to be addressed.

Silently nodding, Brie told her, “Tabitha, I’m sure you’re tired.

Would you like to get cleaned up and change?” Smiling, she clasped
her friend’s hands in her own. “I’ve got a closet full of clothes for you
to pick from. There’s a room upstairs where you can shower and
rest.”

Tabitha nodded, her eyes staring down at the ground, still full of

unspent tears.

Standing, Brie kept her arm around her friend and led her up the

stairs.

When they reached the top of the landing, Tabitha asked, “Are

you really happy, Brie?”

“Yes, Tabby, I am. I’ve never been happier.”
“And you’re okay with the fact that you’re going to be married to

not one but two werewolves?”

Brie giggled. “Actually that’s the best part.”
Tabitha raised her gaze to meet Brie’s. “How do you mean?”
Brie grinned. “You know…the sex of course. Surely, you noticed

that sex with Ryken and Luken was far beyond that of any normal
sexual encounter you may have had before.”

A hidden smile emerged and Tabitha said, “Oh, that. Yes. That I

did notice.”

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Holding her friend’s gaze, Brie said, “Ryken and Luken are pretty

amazing, aren’t they?” Her heart warmed at just the thought of the
two men she’d grown very fond of within a very short time period—
men soon to be an extension of her own family.

Tabitha sighed. “Yes, but I wish they weren’t,” she admitted,

honestly.

Brie’s brow furrowed. “Why would you say that?”
“Oh, Brie, you know why.” Tabitha moved into the room, and

stalked over to the window, glancing outside into the night.

Shaking her head, Brie told her, “Tabby, you can’t keep doing this

to yourself. If you’re happy with Ryken and Luken, then enjoy it. It’s
not like you have to run out and marry them.” Frustration welled
inside her. Damn it, her friend was the most stubborn woman she’d
ever met. “Shit, you can’t keep avoiding your emotions.”

“I’m not avoiding them,” she spat.
“You are avoiding them, and you’re scared,” Brie argued.
Shaking her head, Tabitha screamed, “No. I’m. Not!”
“Yes,” Brie hissed. “You are, and I understand why, but you still

need to face facts, Tabby. Things can be different for you if you just
allow it. Don’t let your past failed relationships and family issues drag
on any longer. You’re a grown, intelligent woman. You can enjoy
relationships and live your life like everyone else.”

“I can’t,” she yelled, fist balled at her sides. “You know I can’t.

It’s impossible. I can’t let anyone in. Every time I try, it only leads to
disaster. I’m not supposed to have a happily ever after. That’s you,
Brie. Not me.”

“Bullshit, Tabitha,” Brie groaned through gritted teeth. “You can’t

keep living in the past or worrying that every time you let someone in,
they’re going to hurt you. It doesn’t have to be that way. You learned
to trust me and you can learn to trust them. You’d be amazed at how
patient these brutish-looking men can be. They’re honest and caring
men, Tabitha. They would never intentionally hurt you.”

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God, it was killing her to see her friend so afraid of an emotional

connection. The loneliness in a life like that tore at her heart, ripped it
to shreds and stomped all over it.

“You don’t know that,” Tabitha murmured.
Brie frowned. Sadness and regret consumed her heart. “I wish you

could have seen how worried Ryken and Luken were for you when
you were unconscious. They were honestly terrified that you were
seriously hurt. They care about you, Tabitha. You’d have to be blind
not to see it.”

Tabitha turned away from the window, her face red with the fever

of her emotions running through her. She moved to sit on the edge of
the bed. The soft fabric gave way under her weight. Her hands
gripped the round knob of the footboard.

Softly, Tabitha asked, “But what if they treat me like my family

did? What if they grow tired of me and consider me more of a burden
than a prized treasure? I couldn’t go through that kind of treatment
again, Brie. It would kill me to be rejected by them.” She choked back
a sob. “My family fucked me up enough and I can’t afford to let that
happen to me again.”

Brie leaned over and hugged Tabitha. The sadness in her friend’s

words pulled at her heart and knotted in her belly. Tabitha shuddered
in her arms as she held her. Hard sobs rocked her body, tears flowed
from her eyes.

“You’re right, Brie,” she whimpered. “I am scared and I don’t

know how to change that. No matter what my heart feels for them, my
head just won’t get out of the way.”

Brie cupped Tabitha’s sweet face in her hands and smiled down at

her. She said simply, “Take it day by day, Tabby. Give things a
chance with Ryken and Luken. Embrace the changes you are going
through. I can’t guarantee it will be easy, but you owe it to yourself to
try.”

Tabitha wrapped her arms around Brie, and she sobbed harder

than she’d ever heard or seen Tabby do. She was glad she was there

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for her friend. The overwhelming emotions Tabitha was experiencing
were long overdue, and she’d be there for her for as long as Tabitha
needed her. After all, that’s what best friends did, no matter what.

* * * *

Sebastian summoned Ryken and Luken to appear in front of him.

Ryken and Luken did as commanded. Their faces were strained with
nerves, and their broad shoulders were filled with tension. They knew
they had gone against his specific instructions, and knew exactly why
they now stood in front of their alpha, preparing to face the
punishment Sebastian felt they deserved.

Glaring down at the twins now on his shit list, he said, “I’m

grateful that you made it safely to McCarthy Ranch with Ms. Burns in
one piece.” He paused, glancing over their wincing faces as if they
were waiting for him to rip their heads from the shoulders. “However,
I’m not pleased that you not only revealed your true selves to Ms.
Burns, but you defied my explicit instructions to not touch her. Yes,
gentlemen, I’m very much aware that you have slept with my mate’s
best friend, and I’m none too happy about it. What the hell were you
thinking? A human with no ties to us could have cost you both your
lives. Did you even consider that your reckless behavior could have
gotten all of you killed?”

Sebastian moved around his desk and propped his ass on the edge,

crossing his feet at the ankles. He brushed a stiff hand over his
whiskered jaw, his eyes darting down to the ground and back up
again. Both Ryken and Luken appeared grief stricken as if they had
lost their only means for living.

Pausing to take in the sight of the solemn twins, he could feel their

growing bond, the one they shared with Tabitha. Sebastian understood
the mating bond perfectly. He’d experienced the mating bond
recently, and he wouldn’t change a thing about his mate and the time
they had shared together.

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“Ms. Burns is a beautiful lady,” Sebastian said and both Ryken

and Luken immediately glanced up to meet his eyes. Surprise filled
their gazes. “And I can understand the challenge of keeping your
paws to yourselves. Not so long ago, I suffered from the same
affliction.” With an arched brow and sympathetic glare, he stared at
them. “She did explain in her own, nonverbal way that the act was
consensual.” He licked his dry mouth. The conversation of their
sexual activities was truly the last thing he wished to discuss with
them. “And I think you should avoid contact with Tabitha.”

“But Sebastian—” the twins argued in unison.
He raised his hand, blocking Ryken and Luken’s objecting

remarks. “And even though it goes against my better judgment, I’m
not going to restrict you from seeing her again. In fact, I think it
would be wise if you helped her during her transition. This will be a
very difficult time for her and since she’s already comfortable with
you both…” His unspoken words lingered in the air.

“You mean it?” Ryken all but barked out.
Sebastian nodded. “But only if she wants your aid. I don’t want to

learn of it later that she told you jackasses to take a hike. Being with
her should be her idea, not yours or your damn cocks’. Got it?”

“Yes,” Ryken said, a smile appearing on his face for the first time

all night.

“Of course, Sebastian,” Luken said, sharing the same knowing

smile.

“Then, get out of my sight before I change my mind,” he told

them, and like rats, they scurried off and he knew exactly where they
were headed.

Like he’d told them, not too long ago, he suffered from the same

affliction—the need to be with his mate, no matter what, even if that
meant jumping up onto a two-story balcony to get to her.

Chuckling to himself, he turned in search of his own mate. They

had things to discuss. Possession ruled his brain as the most alarming
need to hold her in his arms fired deep inside his soul. His Brie was a

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delicate flower on the inside, even though she tried like hell to seem
otherwise. She would need him more now than ever. He and Jonah
would be there for her, forever and always.

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Chapter Fifteen

Finishing her shower, Tabitha muttered, “What the hell am I going

to do now?”

The wet ringlets of her wavy hair dripped with excess water. As

she stepped into her room, she noticed that Brie had laid out on the
bed a clean pair of jeans and blouse for her to wear. She even thought
to provide her with new underclothes, socks, and tennis shoes. Brie’s
words rang in her head like a chiming bell. Tabitha didn’t want to
hear them, but the repeated pounding left behind in her mind was hard
to ignore. The words were a constant echo reminding her that she’d
chosen to be alone and not trust anyone. Vulnerability was an awful
feeling and she didn’t want to feel that way anymore. Ryken and
Luken seemed to take that feeling away. They unknowingly opened
up their hearts to her and for a brief moment, Ryken’s profession of
love had made her want to run and hide, but he quickly reeled her in
with just the sound of his voice—a deep, calming voice that thrilled
her straight to her toes and penetrated into the depths of her soul.
Even though Luken had not confessed his feelings openly to her, she
felt them, too.

The way they held her, possessed her, and loved her body, she’d

known how deep their affections for her had grown—a puissant
connection that thrived with the strength of an electrical charge. That
was how profound their feelings were for her. That alone was enough
to piece together her once shattered spirit. Dressing, Tabitha knew
that she should embrace the chance to enjoy life with Ryken and
Luken. What woman, if given the opportunity, could resist? She

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would be a fool not to at least try. A fool and a coward, something she
never wanted to be.

Tabitha finished dressing and a slight breeze blew into the room.

She knew the scent on the air the moment she inhaled. Masculinity
with a hint of woods and spice—a masculine fragrance she would
forever be changed by.

Ryken…
Closing her eyes, she sucked in a sharp intake of air and slowly

released it, searching for a calming and peaceful place. She couldn’t
seem to find it completely. The nervous pounding in her blood made
that search nearly impossible.

“I’m scared,” she murmured. “I’m afraid of what I’m becoming,

of what I’m feeling.” She swallowed hard, raising her wild gaze to
capture Ryken approaching. “What if this somehow changes me?
Makes me a freak? A monster?”

His hands gently cupped her jaw, and he pressed a tender kiss to

her forehead. “You really do watch too much television, babe.” He
smiled at her, but it didn’t ease the tension filling her chest.

“Ryken,” she gasped. “I don’t want to be a monster.” Her fingers

clutched around the fabric of his black T-shirt.

Stroking the hair back away from her face, he held her to him. “Is

that what you think is happening to you, baby? You think that being
the wolf will make you a monster?”

Stunned that he didn’t understand, she answered honestly, “Well,

yes.”

He chuckled. “Baby, being the wolf is wonderful and liberating.

You’re not the mindless monster that television would have you
believe. You’ll remember everything. You’ll have total control over
your own actions. The thrill of the run will fuel your body, the need to
play, to—” He raised her face to his, capturing her lips in a searing
kiss, then said, “The need to fuck.” Nibbling on her lips, he teased her
mouth once again. “I told you before that I was going to show you
how wonderful it would be and I wasn’t kidding.”

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Swallowing again, she admitted, “I can feel…something different

about me. Not only is my sex drive burning like a hundred-story
building inferno, but my body feels stronger and my senses sharper. It
sort of freaked me out before, but I swear I could hear rabbits hopping
outside and birds swooping out of the sky and up again. The flap of
their wings—” She swallowed back the rest of her thoughts, locking
gazes with Ryken.

Grinning, he said calmly, “And that is just the start of the

incredible things that are happening to you because of the wolf
thriving inside you, preparing to awaken.”

Nerves surged up into her throat and she tried to swallow them

back down. She asked, honestly, “Will it hurt? Changing, I mean.”

Ryken’s fingers brushed against her cheeks and his expression

grew more serious as he said, “The first time is the hardest because
your body had never transformed into the wolf before, but the change
only lasts a few seconds, and then it’s over. Then the truly amazing
stuff happens.”

“Like what?” she asked, needing to know more to ease the fear

burning in her mind and gut.

His fingers glided through her damp hair, and he stared at her as if

she were the most precious thing he’d ever beheld. And just as Ryken
was about to speak, a deep voice purred up from behind him. Her
heart raced just a little faster as she locked gazes with Luken.

“Like feeling for the first time in your life that you actually belong

to something greater,” Luken said, coming up alongside her. Ryken
made space for the three to stand together, forming a triangle.

The deep timbre of Luken’s voice tickled along her skin. “As if

the heavens and earth combined and allowed you to be a part of them
for the night. The spirit of the wolf and the spirit harvested within
your soul become one.” Luken brushed a fallen strand of hair from
her face, letting the backs of his knuckles glide over her cheek. “The
power it holds is the most glorious feeling and it’s always going to be
alive inside you. That amazing feeling will never go away.”

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Tabitha stared at the two men that had blasted their way into her

life with the force of a wrecking ball and wondered how she had
gotten so lucky. Looking back over the years she spent running from
her past only to now realize that’s what made her who she was. And
she was a woman who was deeply cared for and cherished by these
two wonderful men—men who had won more than just her body.
They were now a part of her very soul. Without them, she feared she
wouldn’t be able to survive.

Brie seemed to have the perfect life, outside of the fact that a

serial killer had wanted her dead or alive. But the men in her life, the
ones she planned to marry, were everything to her, and the energy that
radiated out of them as they stood arm in arm was exhilarating. Brie
was happy and the idea of her being with two men, let alone marrying
two men, would have troubled her before, but no longer. Now, she
had her own threesome to enjoy. One she was hoping would make her
just as fulfilled as she believed Brie to be.

If she hadn’t already felt it, just glancing from Ryken to Luken,

she could see that things were about to get interesting. She asked,
“It’s almost time isn’t it?”

“Yes,” the towering men said in unison.
“We should go,” Luken announced.
“Go where?” she asked, eyes wide, stomach rolling with nerves

from unanswered questions.

Ryken’s voice was low, but commanding as he told her, “Into the

woods, where we can be together without worry. We won’t let you
change without us, Tabitha.”

Luken added, “Soon, you’ll be able to control when you change,

but right now, the call of the moon is too powerful. If you let us, we’ll
gladly teach you how to control the beast.”

Smiling warmly, she agreed, “Yes. I’d like that very much.”
“Then, let’s go and get a little wolfy, shall we?” Ryken grinned,

extending his hand out to her.

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Taking his large hand, she cradled it against her chest, clasping

hold of Luken’s as well. “Thank you,” she said. “Thank you for
helping me and caring about me. I—”

“Save it, babe,” Ryken said sharply, cutting her off. “When

tonight is over and you see for yourself just how right we were about
everything…then I’ll let you thank us properly.”

Cocking her head with a weary grin, she asked, “You mean you

want me to thank you with sex.”

He gave his head a quick shake and said, “No, not just sex, but

raw, primal passion that will have your eyes rolling into the back of
your head and—”

“You’ll be howling at the moon.” Luken chuckled, and the humor

was much needed.

“You think so, huh?” she said, the warmth of their playfulness

easing her mind and charged her body. Damn, the things they did to
her, the way they made her feel.

Ryken leaned down, his mouth just above her ear. He sighed. “Oh,

yes, baby. You’ll definitely be howling at the moon. I guarantee it.”
His warm breath dipped inside her ear, sending tingles up and down
her spine.

Smiling, she pressed to her tiptoes, taking turns kissing each one.

Lingering a moment longer as Ryken clasped his hand around the
back of her neck, holding her to him.

Staring into Ryken’s heated gaze, she said, “Then what are we

waiting for? Let’s go get a little wolfy.”

“I think our mate is going to enjoy this more than I first thought,”

Ryken shared.

Grinning, Luken growled. “Well, let’s not waste another moment

and go find out.”

Both men wrapped themselves around her in a protective embrace

and leaped over the balcony in one heart-stopping swoop. The soft
impact of the earth below was barely noticeable. Not wasting a

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second, Ryken and Luken led her deep into the wood, until she stood
in the middle of a small clearing.

Arriving at the location seemed to take less time than blinking her

eyes. The speed at which they ran surged through her, a thrilling and
pulse-pounding sensation that had her yearning for more. Her body
itched and tingled with need.

“Take off your clothes,” Ryken told her, already disrobing. “We’ll

come back for them in the morning.”

Her nervous fingers fondled at the buttons of her shirt and jeans.

Luken appeared in front of her, his strong hands covering hers. “Here,
let me,” he growled, standing in front of her like a Greek god in all his
glory.

She swallowed at the magnificent sight of him. “Thank you,” she

muttered.

Arching a brow, he cocked a wolfish grin. “It’s really my

pleasure.”

Shyly, she glanced away and toed off her shoes. Luken was quick

to remove the rest of her clothing, kissing her breasts, belly, and pubis
before picking up the clothing and placing them all in a neat stacked
pile at the base of a mammoth tree.

Tabitha’s eyes were magically compelled to search the sky above.

When she did, the dusty gray clouds parted and revealed the brilliance
of a silvery full moon. Her gut twisted with anxiety, her skin pulled
too tight over the bones of her body. The muscles underneath the flesh
stretched and tightened, flexing with new power. She dropped to the
ground on her hands and knees as if praying to the sky above.

Screaming, her body began to shift, change. Powerful sensations

rocked her, and then the pain kicked in. Black claws tore from her
fingers, her mouth filled with menacing teeth. The sound of breaking
bones and elongating muscles were all she could remember. For a
split second, the pain was immense, and she thought the stabbing ache
ripping through her body would surely kill her. Then, just as Ryken

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had said, the change was over, and she was running through the
woods chasing the scents and sounds of the night.

Ryken and Luken, dark wolves with coats dusted with black, red,

and brown, raced past her, running after each other and frolicking like
children. The seductive and enticing feeling of dashing through the
night was exhilarating.

Her paws pounded down on the soft soil, claws digging into the

earth below, jumping over logs and rocks with the ease of a graceful
dancer. Her lungs were full of air, and her heart raced with renewed
energy as if breathing for the first time.

* * * *

Brie tugged at her bottom lip, vigorously pacing in front of the

giant unlit fireplace in the main den. The newly remolded room was
now filled with a feminine touch as well as the classic country feel it
once possessed. The rustic cabin with its big, bulky furniture was
accented with fine prints and calming colors. But even with all the
warm and peaceful colors surrounding her, Brie couldn’t clear her
mind of what she had done. Killing was not in her nature. She was the
one who fought for those less fortunate…legally. She didn’t murder
people, evil or otherwise.

Sebastian and Jonah entered the room, and immediately she ran to

them, arms and posture ready to be embraced—needing to be held.

Wrapping herself around Sebastian and Jonah, she whimpered,

“Oh, God. I killed a man.”

“I knew we shouldn’t have left her alone,” Jonah murmured to

Sebastian.

Holding her tight, Sebastian reminded her, “Brie, darling, Mason

Levi wouldn’t have hesitated to kill you or any of us if given the
chance, so don’t even give his memory a second thought.”

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Stroking her hair, Jonah said, “Brie, honey, you did the right

thing. And I’m glad you did it. If you hadn’t, he would have killed
Tabitha.”

Their strong words made sense to her, but they still troubled her

all the way to her soul. Killing was wrong, and even though
necessary, the feeling left behind was too brutal to comprehend. Her
heart and mind warred with what she had done, her actions not her
own.

Sniffling, she admitted, “I know this, but why do I feel so dirty,

like I’m more evil than he was.”

Sebastian eased back to cup her face in his large hands, staring

down at her with eyes that reminded her how strong and powerful he
was. He explained, “Because your heart and soul live to heal and help
others, but what you are not understanding Brie, is that you most
likely saved the lives of a helluva lot of people by eliminating Mason
Levi. He can no longer hurt the innocent, and he can no longer recruit
more for his cause.”

Nodding, she agreed with him, “You’re right.” Smiling coyly at

him. “You’re always right.”

Her arms wrapped tight around his waist, and she let the staccato

beat of his heart soothe her into peaceful thoughts. There would be
more days ahead where she would have to fight for those she cared
about, but right now she was going to let Sebastian and Jonah take
care of her. And right now, what she needed most was the strong arms
of the men she loved holding her and helping her to feel safe.

Then the thought of his decaying corpse popped into her head.

She hadn’t even seen his body since she fried his ass with the power
that was growing inside her. She asked them, “What are we going to
do about his body?”

Jonah answered, “Dominic and Reyes have already taken his body

to Megan. They are on their way back to her lab in Dallas. There, she
can do all the testing she needs to do on them. She still hasn’t come

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up with a vaccine, but she thinks she’s close. Surely, with Mason’s
blood she can do it.”

Eyes wide, she gasped. “And what about the fact that I killed him?

We need to report it.”

“The fuck we do,” Jonah roared. “That bastard can rot in hell for

all I care, and I hope he does.”

Sebastian glared at his brother and then softened his expression

before returning his gaze to her. “Brie, you’ve got to stop thinking
like a lawyer for just a moment and see the big picture here. What
could we tell the police? How would we describe the manner in which
he was killed? They’d lock all of us away, and jail is no place for a
lycan or his pregnant bride.” He held her close, kissing the top of her
head. “Brie, the best thing we can do is let things go with Mason.
Megan will dispose of his body medically once she’s done getting
what she needs from him. There will be no need to pursue this matter
any further.”

She swallowed, her heart twisting. “But what about notifying his

family? Surely, his pack would like to know what has happened to
him.”

Jonah took hold of her hand, spinning her towards him so he could

kiss her forehead. He told her softly, “Our sweet Brie always thinks of
others before herself.”

She smiled at Jonah, glancing back to Sebastian as he explained,

“Ryder O’Laughlin is traveling with Dominic and Reyes. As you
might remember, Ryder was Mason’s cousin and also a new member
of our team. He’s going to help us capture and contain the remaining
infected lycans.”

“How?” Brie asked with a tinge of surprise in her voice. “And

when did you meet with Ryder?”

“He was traveling in the third vehicle with Tiffany. He protected

her and kept her safe,” he said plainly. “Tiffany was pretty hysterical
after the attack, but said Ryder didn’t bat an eye when it came to
standing side by side with our men.”

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With an arched brow, she asked, “Why was he here at all?”
“He came to warn me,” Sebastian said matter-of-factly. “Mason

spoke to him, and he feared that Mason was getting too close to us
and he didn’t want to see him hurt you. His pack asked for volunteers
to hunt Mason, and Ryder was the first to do so. He’d actually tracked
him using tactics they had grown up using. Knowing those things
might be useful.”

“And you trust him?”
“Actually, I do,” Sebastian admitted. “After the way he protected

Tiffany and the fact that he didn’t have to come warn us or fight with
Ryken and Luken to protect Tabitha…Well, that was really all I
needed to hear and see to accept his offer to join us.”

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, “And you’re sure he’s not infected

and it’s not some kind of trap?”

Smiling, he told her, “You really are a worrywart, you know

that?”

“I just don’t want anything else to happen to the men I love and

the people I care about,” she said testily, hands digging in at her hips.

Clasping hold of her shoulders, kissing her cheek, Jonah purred

into her ear. “Nothing’s going to happen, Brie.”

Staring up at him, she asked, “And you’re sure?”
“Yes,” Sebastian and Jonah answered in unison as if annoyed by

her constant worry.

Jonah’s hand slid to Brie’s belly where he rubbed it lovingly.

“You’ve got to stop worrying so much about everything else and
focus on yourself.”

“I know,” she agreed with a coy smile.
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed as he glanced over Brie as if inspecting

a piece of meat.

“What?” she gasped, glancing down to see if she spilt something

on her shirt.

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Sebastian gave his head a quick shake and said, “Nothing, I was

just thinking that maybe the power you conjured earlier to save
Tabitha had something to do with the baby?”

Her eyes rounded, her lips parted on a gasp. “I don’t know.” She

sounded freaked and with good reason, because she definitely was
freaked out.

What if her unborn baby was able to make her powers surge like

that? What if her unborn baby had powers of his or her own? She still
didn’t understand her own talents, let alone how to manage them
perfectly. Now, she might have to figure out how to do it, not only for
herself, but for the baby growing in her womb.

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Chapter Sixteen

When Tabitha woke, she was tangled within a mass of arms and

legs. The familiar naked weight of the men she’d chased during the
night had wrapped themselves around her. Their protective embrace
warmed her, tickled her to her toes. She loved being this close to
them. She loved touching them. She simply loved.

Love…
The word, once so foreign to her, now felt real, tangible, like it

was truly something she could achieve and experience for herself
without regret or fear. Letting go of her past would take time and a lot
of work, but as she glanced down at the men in her arms she knew she
had to try.

Fifteen years was a long time to live in the shadows of a horrible

past—a past that wasn’t hers anymore. At least it didn’t have to be.
That’s what Brie was trying to tell her. She could choose for herself
what her future held. She knew she could be with Ryken and Luken if
she really wanted, and she didn’t have to let fear dictate her actions.
Instead, love could.

As she glanced down at the slumbering faces of the men she

loved, yes, loved, she couldn’t help but smile. She had become the
person she never imagined she would be, and it was because she let
two strangers, two werewolves, infiltrate her heart. She hadn’t
allowed herself to share a piece of her soul with anyone until them,
and now she couldn’t wait to explore so many more things with
them—whatever those emotional adventures might be.

Finally understanding the feelings swirling in the pit of her

stomach, she shifted to sit up. Not caring that her body had been used

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as their plaything during the night because just as they had used hers,
she had used theirs, and the power of their joining had been
incredible, healing even. Ryken was right. Sex as a wolf had been
primal and raw, but sex as a human with lycan powers would soon
prove to be even more prodigious.

Her fingers glided down Ryken’s hip towards his cock, molding

around his shaft. Smiling at the sound of his groan, she turned her
gaze to Luken. His body was almost in the exact same position as
Ryken’s just on the other side of her, and she did the same thing to
him, gliding her fingers down his lean hip, around to his cock,
gripping him and stroking the shaft slow. Luken’s eyes popped open,
his gaze rising to meet hers. She held her breath, nibbling her bottom
lip.

“What are you doing, mate?” Ryken’s voice growled from her

side.

Grinning, she teased, “Oh, I don’t know. I thought I might play a

little this morning.”

Rising up to his elbows, Luken asked, “What? No objection to

being called our mate?”

“I was actually thinking that I might have been overreacting about

the whole mate thing.”

Arching his brow, Ryken snickered. “Oh, really?”
Nodding, she teased with a giggle, “Yes, I might like being your

mate, might enjoy our romp through the woods, and our romping in
the woods.”

“So, you don’t mind being called mate because you like the way

we fucked you last night?”

Shocked by Luken’s words, she gasped. “No, of course not!”
“Then why the sudden change of heart, mate?” Ryken sat up, his

eyes deep and penetrating.

Huffing out a sigh, she stood, hands on her hips. “Oh, never

mind.”

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She turned and inspected the room she was in. It didn’t look like

McCarthy Ranch. At least what she had seen of McCarthy Ranch.

“Where are we?”
“This is our home, a few miles from the McCarthy cabin.”
“Oh,” she said, sounding surprised. “So, you don’t live with

them?”

“Hell no,” Ryken blurted out, sounding almost offended that she

would think they lived with Sebastian and Jonah.

Luken moved up behind her, his hands rubbing up and down her

arms. “Why are you willing to accept being our mate now,
sweetheart? I want to know.”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe because I don’t think it

would be as bad as I once thought it would.”

“But why? What’s changed?” Luken urged her to continue.
A long moment of silence passed before she admitted, “I have.

I’ve changed, Luken. I’m different, and I feel great about it. I loved
running through the woods, enjoyed beyond everything I’ve ever
imagined. I also—”

She hesitated to answer, emotions choking her, eyes searching

their faces.

“What, Tabitha? Don’t stop now.” Ryken’s voice was harsh and

filled with need. Even if she hadn’t heard the desires filling his words,
she sure could feel them in her heart.

“I also care about you, both of you, very much. I want to give us a

chance. But I swear if you hurt me—”

Luken’s gentle kiss cut off her words. His kiss was a slow-burning

simmer. The growing intensity had her feeling like she was floating
on clouds. She opened for him, and his tongue tasted hers, the wild
within their passions firing into their kiss. Her fingers dug into the
taut flesh of his back and shoulders. She was practically clawing up
his body as he made love to her mouth. Dipping down, he grabbed
hold of her hip and raised her leg, wrapping her calf over his hip,
lifting her against his body. Her legs molded around his waist as

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Luken carried her into his master suite. The giant bed was a
playground for their exploring love.

Breathless, she was dizzy on the lust she felt pouring out of his

heart and soul.

“Tabitha, I have to tell you something before we make love.” He

tilted up her chin as if consumed by the need to look into the depths of
her eyes before telling her what was on his mind.

“What is it, Luken?” she murmured softly against his face, her

heart beating a little faster.

He licked his lips. “For the first time in my life, I’ve fallen in

love.” He cupped her chin and jaw, his warm touch on her face.
“Tabitha, I’ve fallen in love with you,” he told her, dropping down to
take possession of her mouth once more.

Luken kissed her using his entire body. His hands worked over

her flesh, massaging and caressing the lean length of her body. His
strong fingers tingling down her spine, clasping the nape of her neck,
he thrust his tongue deep, while he kept her face still in his
uncompromising hands.

Gasping for air, she eased away to stare up at him. She saw wild

excitement and scorching lust in his eyes, but also something else,
bright and warming. And now that she’d heard his words move from
his lips, she knew exactly what those things were. He loved her, and
knowing that caused her heart to flutter uncontrollably in her chest. A
feeling she’d never experienced until now.

Then, Luken lowered his lips to hers again and sampled her

slowly, savoring her kiss, enjoying the fiery connection they shared.

“Mate,” he whispered against her lips.
“Mate,” she acknowledged without hesitation.
Luken’s mouth softened, and she felt him smile.
The warmth of Ryken’s body crowded in behind her. His hands

cupped the globes of her naked rear. He pulled her hips back, his
turgid erection sliding between the folds of her ass. Her head fell back
against his shoulder as Luken trailed a gentle finger from the hollow

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of her neck to her breasts, then lower until his finger slid between the
wet folds of her pussy, gliding over her swollen and throbbing clit.

Moaning, her fingers dug into Luken’s shoulder, her leg still

resting on his hip.

“Oh, God that feels so good,” she groaned, rolling her head from

side to side.

Luken assaulted her damp pussy, his finger plunging inside the

depths of her cunt while the head of Ryken’s cock nuzzled against her
anus. The lust-filled sensations burned deep in her body. Hunger, so
much hunger, set her body on fire. She needed them now more than
ever, couldn’t wait another second for them to make love to her—to
share the desires and passions enflaming her body.

“Oh, God. Don’t stop,” she cried. “More, please more.”
For the first time in her life she was ready to let herself go, allow

herself a chance to truly experience pleasures only those who were in
love experienced. She wanted to experience that with Ryken and
Luken—now.

“Make love to me, please,” she gasped. “I don’t want to wait. I

want you both.” She reached a hand behind her, touching the firm,
muscular legs of Ryken. Her other hand grasped the tight sinew of
Luken’s chest and shoulder.

A moment later, Luken moved onto the bed, extending his hand

for her to follow. She eased up his body, straddling his hips, his fierce
erection probing her belly. Gripping her hips, he raised her and slowly
eased her down his hard shaft.

Gasping from the tight intrusion, she closed her eyes and waited

until she was seated all the way down onto the base of his cock.
Ryken crawled up behind her, his cock probing at the entrance of her
ass. She hissed the moment the pressure increased.

For one moment, she glanced over her shoulder, meeting Ryken’s

determined face, his eyes ablaze with lust and desire, his huge cock
pressing against her. She knew what was about to happen, but the

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nerves in her belly were still so wild and untamed. Then she inhaled
deeply as the cool feel of lubricant coated her asshole.

“Are you ready, Tabitha? Ready to feel both me and Luken inside

you, ready to know what it will be like to have us as a part of your
life…forever?”

She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. “Yes,” she whimpered, as

nervous passions fluttered in her mind.

She was ready, more than excited. Her pussy clenched and her clit

throbbed. Luken’s fingers swirled around the sensitive bud, driving
her beyond reason.

“Do it, Ryken. I’m ready, God, I’m ready,” she cried, pushing

back towards him, coaxing his cock to drill inside her.

“Relax, baby. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” she pleaded. “I know you won’t.”
“Hold still for just a second,” Ryken told her, moving his cock

into position.

She sucked in a sharp gulp of air as a slow burn eased up her spine

at the wide intrusion sliding deep into her ass. Her pussy so tight and
full, the sensation was incredible. Trembling with more fire and
desires than she ever imagined she’d feel, she gasped. Her fingers dug
into the taut muscles of Luken’s chest.

“Damn, you are so fucking tight, baby.” Ryken groaned like a

wild animal behind her.

“Hurry the hell up, Ryken. I don’t know how long I can hold out.”

Luken’s face was strained, his gaze never veering away from hers.

“You better hold out,” Tabitha scolded. “I want this to be good, or

I’m not going to be very happy with either one of you.”

Chuckling, Luken told his brother, “You heard the lady, bro. Let’s

get to making this good for her.”

Ryken groaned as he began fucking her. Luken pushed deep

inside as Ryken pulled almost out, reciprocating their action. Riding
her body, pleasures spiking with each thrust, Luken’s fingers
continued to swirl around her clit. Their savage assault on her pussy

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forced her eyes to roll back in her head, and her nipples to harden
further and ache.

“Oh, God,” she cried.
Blinded by the first climax, she clawed the sheets beside her.

Leaning forward, Luken took possession of her nipple, suckling the
tender bud into his mouth. She arched her back, and the position
drove them both deeper inside her body.

“Damn, baby. You do that again and I’m going to come.”
“Well, we don’t want that do we?” Moaning, she arched again.
The feelings of their cocks filling her body pushed open the

sensual gate once more. Her pussy pulsed around Luken’s cock,
preparing to scream with release. The tension built and built, the coil
tightening, they were making her melt. She was ready to come.

They fucked her harder and faster, and she burned with desires

she had no idea existed inside her. Her pussy quivered, and like an
earthquake, the continued wave of orgasms rocked her body. Her
slick cunt squeezed around Luken’s cock, milking him as he found his
own release. Ryken’s body collapsed on hers. The deep, thundering
growl of his wolf roared into her ears as his semen filled her ass.

The cries and growls of satisfaction saturated the room. The scent

of passionate sex drifted on the air, announcing their mating heat.
Falling onto the bed, they cuddled and wrapped themselves around
each other, covering up with a crisp, thin sheet. Everything was
perfect, except for one thing. She hadn’t confessed what was truly in
her heart.

“Guys, I’ve gone and done something really stupid,” she told

them, scrunching her nose at them both.

Luken cocked his head to the side, staring at her with an alarming

level of intensity, making her nipples harden almost painfully.

Ryken narrowed his eyes. The deep, penetrating glare would have

startled her a little before, but not anymore. She understood those eyes
now. Those remarkable blue eyes she couldn’t help but gaze into with
deep longing and fiery lust.

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Nibbling on her bottom lip, she confessed, “I’m well aware that

this might come as a huge surprise to you, but I’ve gone and let
myself fall in love with you.” As she lay between them her gaze
shifted from Ryken to Luken. “Now, there’s no way in hell I’ll be
able to live without you.”

Smiling, Luken asked, “And what does that mean exactly?”
Grinning wide, she explained, “It means I won’t be returning to

Seattle anytime soon, except perhaps to pack up my clothes and move
here to McCarthy Ranch, where you’ll be stuck with me.”

Stiffening, Ryken sat up and turned his back to her. His feet

dangled off the edge of the bed. “I’m sorry, Tabitha, but that’s not
nearly enough.”

He stood, the round globes of his ass flexing as he walked, the

muscles rippling as he twisted to stare at her. She could see the hard
strain in his gaze as he looked at her. Her eyesight was perfect even in
the cover of darkness.

The sheet she had covering her breast dropped to her lap as she

quickly sat up, stunned by what Ryken was telling her. She gasped.
“What do you mean it’s not enough?”

“Tabitha, if there is any inclination in that brain of yours that says

there’s a chance you could leave me—” Glancing to his brother, he
corrected, “Us. Then, that’s not going to work at all.”

Luken tossed the blanket off his legs, rising to stand beside the

bed, gazing down at her. He said, “It’s not enough for me, either,
sweetheart. If you are not interested in forever with us, then your offer
is just a tease, and we are not interested in being teased by the woman
we love.”

She swallowed hard, her eyes so large she knew the whites of her

eyes shone as bright as the full moon she had chased the night before.
She pushed to her knees, crawling to the foot of the bed to be closer to
them. Her chest rose and fell with panic. This was not what she had
hoped her delivery of emotions would be like. She thought they
would welcome it with open arms, but they didn’t. Ryken and Luken

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were rejecting her offer, and there was only one thing a strong,
stubborn woman could do at this point—she could say exactly what
was in her heart, and she could do it with strong conviction.

“Damn it, you two don’t make anything easy, do you? If I told

you that I wanted forever with you, wouldn’t that steal all the
mysterious romance out of our little love triangle? I mean, really, does
a girl have to pour out every little detail in her heart before you get
that you already have me forever? You must know that there will
never be another man for me other than the both of you.” She slid off
the bed, frustration thick in her voice as she said, “I almost died, and
the only thing that crossed my mind was the fear of losing you. No,
Ryken and Luken, it’s not enough. You’re so right. Loving me
forever will be a challenge, a great big challenge, and damn it, if you
even think of quitting me, I’ll rip your Goddamn nuts off your body,
grab hold of your peckers, and jump from the nearest balcony—so
don’t tell me it’s not enough. You’re damn right it’s not.” She stepped
between the two men, staring up at them. “I want it all, I want the
love, the sex, the future, everything you can give me for a perfect life.
That’s what I want, but I didn’t realize until now that I had the
courage to share.”

Holding her in his gaze, Ryken asked, “Are you serious? You’re

not just saying this cause you know it’s what we want to hear?”

Smiling, she said, “Ryken, I’ve never been so sure in my life

about anything.”

“Excellent,” Luken roared, lifting her into his arms and carrying

her back to the bed.

She squealed as he tossed her soft body onto the bed.
“I don’t know, Luken. I’m still not at all convinced that she’s

telling me the truth.”

Rising to rest on her elbows, her round breasts pressing towards

the ceiling, she told him simply, “Then, why don’t you come over
here and let me prove it to you. I’ll even let you do very wicked
things to me.”

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Eyebrow raised, Ryken snickered, “Anything?”
“Anything,” she moaned, lifting her arms in the air, beckoning

them to join her.

Ryken and Luken sprung onto the bed, cradling Tabitha into their

arms. She loved these men, felt complete for the first time in her life
like she didn’t have to work to impress them or fear losing their love
because she was an inconvenience.

Who would have thought that she’d owe all these incredible

changes in her life to a wolf bite and a serial killer? Certainly not her,
but she had no regrets, and she wouldn’t consider changing a thing.
Ever.

THE END

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Morgan Fox currently resides in Texas, and has been writing

paranormal romance for as long as she can remember. As a teenager
she wrote dozens of short stories about love, loss, danger and of
course the seductive paranormal bad boy.

A graduate from the University of Texas at Dallas, she was raised

in Florida, but navigated to Texas as quickly as she could. Most days,
you can find Morgan on her computer diving headlong into her fierce
imagination where anything can happen.

When not writing, or thinking about writing, she enjoys cycling

with her husband and reading all kinds of romance novels. Finding
time for all things she loves can be challenging, but with a supportive
husband all things are possible.

Also by Morgan Fox

Ménage Amour: Moonlight Shifters 1: Seduced by the Moon

Ménage Amour: Moonlight Shifters 2: Tempted by the Moon

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