Page 136 of Wanted

“What the hell are you doing here?” Chael roars as we enter his kitchen, behind three tall, imposing men.

Chance, along with the rest of the Nightwolf betas are directly behind him. I don’t think Chance even notices the rest of the men as he brushes past them to get to me. He takes me by the arm, his eyes running over my face.

Are you alright?he asks.

Yes, but what’s going on?

I look from him to the three, strange men. All three of which zero in on Sera.

“We’re here for our fucking mate,” one says, turning his attention on Chael. “And we’re not above taking her by force.”

A slew of gasps and curses sound around the room as he shows his incisors.

Chance pushes me behind him and Chael does the same to Reese and Ms. Elsie.

All hell is about to break loose. The tension in the room makes my wolf anxious. She senses the danger and is frightened for her mate. I have to fight to hold her back.

“No!” Sera says, pushing her way in between the three men and the rest of the Nightwolf pack. “This is not the time or place.”

The man who’d been glaring at Chael, lowers his gaze to Sera. He levies her with a look that would make a normal person wither.

Sera, however, meets him glare for glare. “You don’t even want me,” she tells him. “You both rejected me.”

Her gaze shifts from the first guy to a second that looks just like him. I would suspect they were twins if it were for slight differences.

She looks over at the third who’s been silent but has the deadliest look on his face. He’s the most distinct out of the three men, but still looks like he’s related to the other two.

“You would’ve rejected me too if you’d been around,” Sera tells him. “I’m not your mate, and I don’t want anything to do with any of you.”

“That was the past, and this is now,” the lead one says. “You’re fucking coming with us.”

He goes to grab for her but that’s when Chance, Chael and the rest step in.

“No! Stop this!” Ms. Elsie yells.

The entire room falls silent. Wolves have a deep respect for their elders. At least the Nightwolf pack wolves do.

“Sera, maybe it’s time you speak with your mates.”

“They’re not my—” She quiets when Ms. Elsie holds up her hand. “Whatever they are, they’re ruining Chance’s wedding day.”

Sera’s shoulders slump. The three men, looking around as if noticing the men they were about to battle, are all dressed in tuxedos.

Sera doesn’t say anything. Instead, she growls, baring her teeth although no incisors show and pushes through the threemen, exiting the house. Thankfully, only after a few glares exchanged between the men and the Nightwolves, they follow Sera out of the house.

“It’s going to be a long road for the four of them,” Ms. Elsie says with a shake of her head. Then she turns back to the rest of us.

A smile lights up her face. “Now, how about we finish this wedding?”

It takes a long while for me to assure Chance and Reese to assure Chael that we’re both okay.

Finally, though, they both leave with the rest of the betas and our pack to head to the field where our wedding is to take place.

“Well, it’s a good thing we’re not into tradition around here,” Reese says. “Chance saw you in your dress before the ceremony.”

I shrug. “That’s not the only thing he’s seen before the ceremony.”

Reese’s eyes widen before we both crack up laughing. The tension that’d filled the air breaks, and I’m suddenly focusing on the relevance of today.

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