Page 109 of Rogue Games

I squeal as Dean bends and presses his shoulder to my stomach, throwing me over his back, despite how I kick and giggle.

“Callum, get everyone ready to start. We’ll be back soon,” he orders.

“Back soon? You shouldn’t be so proud of that,” Callum quips but Dean’s too happy to care.

His pack grins as they watch him slap my ass gently, tossing out a farewell salute as he pretends to walk away from the gathered crowds.

Or at least, I thought he was pretending.

“Dean, I was joking. We only just got here. We can’t just leave again! Everyone knows we’re only going home to mate!”

He turns his face and nips my backside hard, his fingers sliding higher between my thighs until he discreetly brushes my pussy, causing my core to clench.

“You’re Luna now, you can do whatever you want.” His voice is deep and gravelly, and my insides melt, my pulse picking up, anticipation building as the cabin comes into sight. “And I don’t joke when it comes to just mating. I take my duties very seriously.”

Grinning, I let my hands slide down his torso and start to unfasten his belt as he walks, eliciting a deep rumble from his chest that hints at what’s to come.

Take his duties seriously? That he does.

That he fucking does.

EPILOGUE

DEAN

With an easy smile, Jamie gives me a quick kiss on the cheek and slides into the seat beside me.

“You’ve turned him into a pussy cat.” Callum shakes his head but grins, still struggling to wrap his head around how quickly I’ve turned from grumpy alpha, who didn’t want a mate, to being absolutely, one hundred percent, wrapped around Jamie’s little finger.

I don’t think Samuel would agree. He was returned to his pack intact, barely, and breathing, barely. He won’t cause anyone any problems for a while. That’s if his alpha ever lets him leave again.

“Watch it. Don’t be so judgmental. Wait till you find yours. Then we’ll see who’s the pussy cat.” Jamie teases, pointing her fork at him in mock warning, coming to my defence like the perfect little mate she is.

Under the table, I grip her knee and give it a squeeze before sliding my hand higher. We’re still newly mated, and I want all of her attention on me.

“Are you packed?” My wolf brushes up against my insides, thrilled at the idea that tomorrow, we leave for a vacation, just the two of us. Jamie’s been thrown in the deep end of becoming Luna with the Alpha Games in full swing, but now that they’re over, I want her all to myself.

“It would be easier to pack if I knew where we were going,” she grumbles. Through the bond, I feel a thread of unease, and I raise an eyebrow, waiting for her to spill what’s bothering her. “It just feels like I should be here, getting to know everyone. Helping out.”

I growl at her. For a woman who’s almost died twice in quick succession, she’s already been doing way too much. She needs a rest.

“No more work. Not till you take a proper break.”

DEAN: I’m going to make sure you barely get out of bed.

JAMIE: I have a feeling that’s not going to be as restful as it sounds. At least, I hope not.

My wolf rumbles in my chest as Jamie’s wolf peeks out, her stunning gold eyes glowing at the thought of a few days in bed to just enjoy each other. No start times. No alpha meetings. No prize-giving ceremonies. Just as much naked time with my mate as I want.

“You two are ridiculous. Just go tonight, if you’re going to stink up the place with your crazy mate pheromones.” Callum looks more irritated than usual by our flirting, and Jamie looks at me with the same question in her eyes.

“Something you care to share with the group, Callum?” I ask, watching my beta closely for his reaction.

He holds my gaze, something more than a hatred of PDA shining in his eyes.

“No. I’m just saying, why stick around, why not just go tonight? Me and Lynn can handle whatever’s left to do.”

There’s more to it than that, but he’s a big boy, and if he doesn’t want to tell me, I won’t force him. At least, not until I get back from spoiling my mate.

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