Page 5 of Dancing Moonbeam

This was undoubtedly the best chai tea he had ever tasted.

Ajax was a chai tea god.

At least, if Raidh was stuck in this small town, there was good tea. He then took a bite of the lemon cake, relishing its moistness and tangy flavor.

“It just feels good to get back home,” a deep voice rumbled as it drew closer.

Raidh looked up and saw the three men heading toward him, each holding a to-go cup in his thick hand. His mouth closed mid-chew as they settled in the cushy chairs around him, one of the twins sitting at the opposite end of the couch from Raidh.

Great, now he would have to endure the sound of those women giggling and dreamily sighing again. All he wanted was to relax and plan his next move while his phone charged.

With a determined effort, Raidh focused solely on his delicious treats, pretending not to notice the men around him.

“After that grueling ride, all I want is to kick back and relax,” the twin on the couch said. His voice was warm, deep, and rich, like smooth whiskey poured over crushed ice.

For a brief moment, Raidh was drawn to it, but he made himself focus on his cake and tea.

“I just hate you made us stop instead of riding the remaining fifteen minutes home,” the one on the couch continued.

“Don’t complain, Jaytee.” The twin chuckled. “You know you love AJax’s coffee.”

“I’d love my bed even more now. That was a long-ass trip,” Jaytee said.

“I feel ya, Damon,” the not-twin replied to the twin in the chair. “But I’m with Jaytee. I’m gonna crash in my bed for the next twelve hours.”

Now Raidh knew the twins’ names. Damon and Jaytee. Not that he was interested in knowing them.

“I don’t know about sleeping that long.” Jaytee chuckled. “I’m thinking—” He stopped midsentence and sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring slightly.

Raidh couldn’t help but overhear their conversation since they were practically sitting right on top of him. Maybe his phone had charged enough so he could leave, because Raidh was getting an odd vibe from Jaytee. He couldn’t explain what it was but didn’t like how it made him all tingly inside.

Jaytee turned his blue eyes toward Raidh. He sniffed the air again before a wicked smile spread across his face. “Well, hello there, Moonbeam.”

What the hell? Raidh shot up when a rich, warm scent of leather and spice enveloped him and he felt a deep, overwhelming need to throw himself into Jaytee’s arms.

As his panic began to rise inside of him, Raidh bolted for the door, desperate to escape when he realized the wolf shifter was his mate.

Chapter Two

Jaytee sprang up from the couch and tore after his mate, his heart pounding with confusion and concern. He couldn’t understand why his mate was so panicked, but he had to catch up with him and find out. He burst out of the café and scanned the area for any sign of the tiny guy.

All he wanted was to talk to his moonbeam, to find out his name and why he was so scared.

What could be causing him to run like this? Did he have some kind of trouble on his heels?

Even if that were the case, why would he run from Jaytee?

Finally, he spotted his mate on the side of the café building, peering around the corner with the most striking lavender-gray eyes. His long hair cascaded down in soft waves of warm gold and yellow undertones, framing his delicate heart-shaped face as he bent sideways to look at him.

Moonbeam’s attempt at concealing himself was almost comical. Either it was a deliberate gesture to reveal his location or he was simply terrible at hiding.

The air seemed to still momentarily as their gazes locked. Moonbeam flashed Jaytee a look filled with enough pain it would make even the toughest guy drop to his knees. Slowly, the pained expression began to slightly soften.

“Just talk to me, honey. Tell me what’s got you so frightened,” Jaytee said softly. “I promise that’s all I want.”

Tell me what put that deep pain in your breathtaking eyes.

But before he could get any answers, his mate suddenly jerked back and disappeared from sight.

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