Page 15 of Doubly Bound

Chapter 4

Fuck me, Landry thought after their sumptuous mate had presented them with the best question ever.

Yes, she will. Both of us, growled his Alpha partner inside his mind’s eye.

Callan, she is so fucking awesome! Did you see how she took over the entire introduction. I didn’t even get to say more than my name.

Aye, her confidence is incredibly attractive, agreed the Silver Dragon. She’s a right bonnie lass, she is.

Landry just grinned. Whenever his partner got a little too excited, his deep Scottish brogue came crawling out from his past. The woman didn’t excite Landry any less. In fact, certain parts of him were very, very excited.

Are you ready for this, partner? He felt Callan recoil at the word and his Liger let out a chuff of laughter. They both had to rethink using that word in the human world.

Partner meant a great many things to the normals. To them it meant quite simply that they were the Alpha and Omega, two thirds of the Triad who governed all Shifter Triads. They’d formed the Council decades ago, using their natural dominance to thrash out treaties and broker peace among the Triad ruled Packs, Clans, and Prides who needed it. Their goal remained the same throughout, to make life better for those Shifters.

Maintaining enough control to live unnoticed by the human world took an enormous amount of energy. It was the reason Shifters lived in groups. They needed the reassurance, the guidance, the connection to others like them. It only worked, however, when they lived under the leadership of those more dominant and therefore able to serve their community.

Instinct could be hell on an unruly group. The need to dominate, to challenge others was strong among Shifters. It was why Alphas were created. Of course, Triad run groups were special. The presence of the rare Omega brought an aspect of understanding that was unique to Shifters.

Imagine if the human world had leaders who could see straight to the heart of matters. Literally. Omegas could do that. Their innate powers allowed them to ferret out problems within their group, allowing the Alpha to take lead. Consequentially, they both worked together to heal whatever rift had caused the friction to begin with. Broken bonds made for broken Packs, unhealthy Clans, and unhappy Prides.

Landry and Callan protected, and nourished Triads to better serve the Shifters in their care. It was a grave undertaking. One that left the pair with extraordinarily little time to focus on their own needs. But with a mate, that would all change.

Together, the three would be an unstoppable force for peace and balance for many years to come. Callan’s Silver Dragon had the capacity to live far longer than a typical Shifter. In turn, Landry’s life, and that of their mate once she was claimed, were also supernaturally enhanced. One of the benefits of being part of a Triad.

“We’re up for whatever you want.” Callan ran a finger down Sage’s smooth cheek.

“Alright then,” she whispered. The scent of her arousal teased both men, tempting them to near madness. “Just let me shoot off a text to my sisters.”

The waves crashed softly against the sandy shore while Sage turned and grabbed her cell phone from the pocket of the tightest pair of jeans Landry had ever seen. With the full moon highlighting every nuance and curve of her incredible body, she looked more dream than reality.

Oh, she’s real all right, and she’s ours, growled the Silver Dragon through their connection.

The White Liger chuffed in agreement. Her spectacular form aside, he was thrilled with her attitude as well. Landry had no idea they would be getting such a badass female as their own. Flicking his gaze to her wrist, he saw the magicked bracelet glinting in the moonlight.

Yes, she was definitely theirs. No doubt about it. The Witches did something right, even if his fellow Triad pairs weren’t having much luck.

Still, this was only the first weekend of many to come. A trial run to see if the Witch Coven could deliver on their promise to find and invite human women as potential mates for the Triads. They had several more of these planned, should the weekend be successful. Moongate Island was small and quiet. The perfect place for romantic encounters. The Triads had no wish to ruin that side of the island’s charm.

Landry’s beast tensed. They were lucky indeed to have run into her in this very first round of human women that had traveled to meet potential mates. Growling with pride at the knowledge this fine female was theirs, he advanced slowly. Mouth open, he inhaled, tasting her sweetness in the air.

The fact she knew about the arrangement would make it easier for him and his Alpha partner to claim her as theirs. The Witches would not have sent her an invitation otherwise. Sage Freeman was clearly willing to take on two Shifter males as her mates.

Her scent is driving me mad, Callan growled. Lavender laced honey. Fuck Landry, she smells divine.

Easy does it, Callan.

I don’t think our mate is frightened, Landry. I can taste her arousal in the air. Makes the honey scent of her even sweeter.

Yes, growled Landry, his inner voice was deep and gravelly with his Liger Shifter pushing forward.

“Okay, now that I’ve texted my sisters, would you like to get better acquainted?” Sage grinned up at them.

The minx bit her bottom lip. A naughty expression for a naughty girl. Maybe they would spank her later, he thought to himself with more than a little interest. If she was into that, of course. He would never do anything she did not want.

Fuck, he really hoped she was. Just looking at her sweet as pie, apple-shaped ass made his dick harder than steel. Picturing it all pink and warm from his hands had him throbbing in his jeans.

“I think that’s a marvelous idea.” Callan extended his hand.

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