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His knot inflates, locking me on top of him, and sparks ignite, the pleasure exploding. Mathis starts to come and his cock twitches, his back arching as he fills me with heat.

I swivel my hips as much as I’m able to move to milk every drop from him.

I don’t know what it is about this, but damn, the pressure has me coming all over again. The orgasm lasts forever, my body shaking with the force of it, our yells mingling in the air and echoing outward.

Who knows how long it takes me to come down from the high. Sweat-slicked, I push my hair away from my face and kiss him.

Or maybe he kisses me—I don’t know. I don’t care. I’m so lost in him that everything is hazy. Especially my thoughts as they drift lazily back to his words.

Babies. A family. Me, a mother…

They’re dreams I’ve never had before, not when I was just trying to survive long enough to see past my twenty-fifth birthday.

But now? With Mathis and Noble—two mates who’ve shaken my world—could those dreams become real?

Chapter 25

Ren

Mathis’s hand is warm in mine, our footsteps and heartbeats perfectly in time on our way back to camp. The mate bond is a strong presence inside of me, a fire on a cold night, sheltering me. A sense of home like I’ve only experienced at one time in my life.

With Noble.

The forest holds nothing scary in its darkness, either. For the first time in my life, the darkness is welcome, and I don’t need artificial light to convince myself I’m fine.

This is a good place, I realize, a safe place, yeah, but calming too. Or maybe it’s being with Mathis and finally understanding why I’ve always felt the way I do about him.

With him, there’s peace.

It’s the same sort of sensation I get with Noble but in a different way. Equally deep and no less powerful.

Mathis follows an invisible trail back to camp, our earlier footsteps through the snow invisible. Lost.

I wish Carrigan was around.

Well, nothereexactly, not in this beautiful afterglow moment I won’t trade for the world. But having her far awayfeels like I’ve lost a limb. I still feel her when she’s not present. Wherever she is right now, wherever Torin shipped her off to…I hope she can forgive me.

“I understand,” Mathis says suddenly.

I glance sideways at him. “You understand what?”

“How you feel about your friend.” His fingers squeeze mine. “And this is weird for me as well. I feel what you feel, and somewhere with us, I sense Noble. Like we’re a unit. And there’s something else…” He trails off. “Another element to the mate bond I don’t understand.”

He lifts my hand to his mouth and kisses my knuckles. Warmth spirals through me, my lips curving in an automatic smile.

“I’m sure it’s something other pack members won’t take kindly to.” I shrug. “I mean, from what you’ve said, mate bonds are sacred. And I’ve got two of them. I’m not a natural wolf.”

How will they look at me now? They’ve been friendly up to this point. Will they continue to be?

Will they look at me like I’m a selfish bitch? A burden? Something unnatural?

“There are a lot of intricacies when it comes to pack politics. I’ll teach you.” Mathis sounds determined. “You don’t have to worry about anything.”

“You mean like thethingwhere I have a mate from two packs who have only just decided to stop having a pissing contest with each other?” I tease sweetly.

But underneath his determination there’s worry on a level he can’t hide from me anymore. My breath catches in my chest. How in the world am I actually going to navigate this?

You won’t be alone, he says in my head.That’s what matters.

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