Page 25 of Sasha's Wounded Wolf

“They’re his pack,” Rowan stated again as if that explained it.

“What pack would that be?” Easton asked, and I could tell from his expression that this was something they’d discussed before. “The Rigton Pack doesn’t exist anymore.”

Rowan growled. “The Rigton Pack exists as long as I do.”

“Damn right, it does,” Easton agreed while Lincoln nodded.

“Sasha and I will take our vows tonight,” Rowan announced next.

“What?” I asked. “Tonight?”

“I’m not waiting a day longer to claim you as my mate in front of the members of our pack. Hell, as far as I’m concerned, you’ve been my mate since the moment I took your virginity and claimed you.”

“Christ, will the two of you remember her brother’s in the room, please,” Nico groused as he slammed mugs of coffee on the table and moved back to the counter to grab more.

“The ceremony is to honor tradition. Nothing more,” Rowan continued. “Okay?”

“Yes, fine,” I agreed.

I felt the same. We’d been mated since he’d wooed me into his bed and loved me through the night, showing my body all the things it could feel under the hands of a mate. I shivered as those memories ran through me, followed closely by the ones from earlier upstairs. I watched as Rowan’s gaze grew hooded, his cheeks darkening with hunger, and I knew he was sharing the same thoughts.

“Have a seat, and let’s compare notes,” Nico ordered, and I wasn’t surprised when Rowan took one of the four chairs at the table and pulled me into his lap.

“How long until Raina shows up?” Rowan asked. I knew he was anxious about meeting her.

“A couple of hours,” I said. “I told her to wait until after dinner.”

I glanced around the table.

“Rowan, she and Bastion are bringing their daughter with them tonight.”

He nodded. “I heard she had a daughter.”

He or one of the others had obviously been keeping tabs on the pack. Probably with one of the former Rigton wolves who’d joined with the James Pack. It would make sense to have someone on the inside keeping watch since they were gone. God, how my mate must have felt pulled in two direction the last two years.

“Then you know she named her little girl, Rowan. After you.”

Rowan stilled beneath me. “What?”

“She named her daughter after you.”

“And you named our son after her.”

“They’ll be a little closer in age, but it’ll be fun watching the two of them grow up together,” Easton said.

“Only this time, it will be Rowan keeping Raine on his toes while she wreaks havoc around him,” Lincoln added, and I felt Rowan relax as he laughed with his best friends.

“I hope she’s as onery as my sister always was,” Rowan quipped. “Mostly, so I watch Raina seeing what I dealt with.”

“Then we’re planning to stay in Rigton County?” I asked.

“We’ll discuss it more once Bastion and Raina get here. Once we’ve dealt with the issue at hand.” Rowan cupped my chin and held my gaze. “Nico says you suspect my father was the one behind our attacks.”

“Of course, he did, Rowan. Who else? Were you seeing someone else I didn’t know about who might have been jealous?”

“Never,” he snarled, the thought of that obviously as repulsive to him as it was to me.

“Neither was I. Nico’s the only pack I have, so there was no issue on my side. Your father, however, was very vocally against it.”

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