Page 8 of Tease Me

“Now girls, don’t be too hard on your mates.” Selena was barely keeping a chuckle out of her voice. “Kosta was simply doing as I told him to.”

“Selena. This whole bachelorette-style party was your idea in the first place. Why would you help our mates sabotage it?” Zara looked genuinely confused.

Fleur felt the same. Selena was the coolest mom-figure she knew, and she was a certified matchmaker, with a dash of trouble thrown in. It didn’t seem in line with her usual plans to do keep any potential mate from getting their flirt on.

“The dragons weren’t here for you four married girls, were they?” Selena winked at Fleur. “Besides, which one of you isn’t quite sure you’re getting ravished when you get home just so your mates can get the scent of these delicious young dragons off you?”

While Zara had a look of embarrassed shock on her face, the other girls’ expressions went from angry to downright dirty.

Fleur cleared her throat to keep from laughing out loud. She couldn’t wait to join in the shenanigans of having a wolf mate of her own. Then maybe she’d feel like a real part of the family and not so much the third-wheel single cousin.

She gave Steele a shove toward the hallway. He didn’t move even a centimeter. “You two better get on out of here. Send our regards to the Troika boys.”

“I’m not going anywhere, little flower.” He bent and whispered in her ear, “Unless it’s to your bedroom.”

Fleur was sure her face and neck had just gone the color of a whole damn field of poppies. She turned her back on Steele and gave the other dragon a shove instead.

A low growl came from behind her, but it stopped the second she took her hands off.

Daxton shrugged and went toward the door of his own accord. Of course, he was probably trying to avoid getting his ear torn off by Jules. “Come on, Steele. Our cover is blown. Gonna have to get lucky somewhere else.”

The women surrounded both men and shoved them toward the door. Right before Zara slammed it on them, Steele pointed at Fleur.

“I’ll be back for you, little flower.”

CHAPTER THREE

Protect Her or Die

“Dragon’s fire, I thoughtthose she-wolves were going to eat my face off.” Daxton laughed and opened up the back of the rented SUV. He pulled out the pile of clothes they’d left back there.

Steele grabbed his shirt and jeans. The less time he had to spend in these ridiculous pants the better. “What the hell did you say to them to piss them off like that?”

“Only that I was damn grateful to Kosta for sending us over. That’s when they flipped their shit.”

Steele riffled through one of the pockets to find his soul shard. He’d felt uncomfortable leaving the most important thing he owned in the car. But it would have been even worse to allow it to be manhandled by all those women. “Then I don’t know whether to blame you or Kosta for losing my shot with Fleur tonight.”

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