Page 45 of Fated to the Wolf Billionaire

I turned to Kane, confused, with a question on the tip of my tongue, as I felt apulse. Raw, staggering power filled me, the air, the enclave—laced with an urgent thread of unadulterated lust.

“Did you feel that?” My voice came out raspy, and I cleared my throat as I resisted the urge to adjust my dick, suddenly at full attention for no sane reason.

Kane frowned at me, eyebrows knitting up in confusion. “Feel what?”

“I—”

Fiona gasped, pointing up at the barrier overhead. “It just moved. Oh my goodness.” But when I turned to look at the three women again, the priestesses weren’t looking at where Fiona pointed, or even at Fiona.

Their eyes were on me, and in them, there was an unmistakable hunger.

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If I hadn’t seen the change with my own eyes, it would have been nearly impossible to tell the difference. But sure enough, as I watched, the crack spread, splinters forming to the sides as it grew, silent but terrifying as a greenish-white pulse of energy hit it like a battering ram before dispersing across the breadth of the barrier, shimmering and beautiful in its destruction as it finally soaked into the barrier.

But when I turned to Priestess Belleza—who wassomuch kinder than Marciana, who I could tell still wasn’t a fan of mine, even if she was letting me stay—she’d turned away from me and taken two huge steps closer to the men. No, not the men.

Reed.

Jealousy, hot and sudden, burned in my veins. Which was absurd, because Priestess Belleza was elderly, the onlyoldwolf I’d seen yet.

But the way she and Marciana were looking at Reed? It was like they wanted to jump his bones, right here in the damn courtyard.

I stepped toward Reed, the need to put myself between him and the priestesses undeniable. He pulled me closer, my back to his chest, where I felt his impressive erection grinding against my lower back. He wrapped me up, one arm over my chest, the other over my waist, and buried his nose in my hair as if he was dying for his next hit of my scent.

Belleza and Marciana seemed confused by my appearance, freezing in place, but another maiden came drunkenly stumbling our way. She was young and brunette and pretty, and some primal part of my brain instantly classified her as a threat as she sidled up to Reed, ignoring me in front of him as she draped her arm around his shoulders.

Reed ignored her, trailing his nose down my neck, but the bitch didn’t seem to care.

“Hey there, handsome. What do you say you and I go to my rooms? I’ll show you a good time.”

What the actual fuck? I shoved her away with a snarl, turning Reed and myself so that I was between Miss Good Time and my mate.

“What is happening right now?” I wasn’t sure who I was asking, but Kane stepped to my side, holding up a hand toward the other female.

“Reed has found his mate. If you have needs, go see to them yourself.” He snapped the words at the young female, and she whined and craned her neck before skittering away, though not without multiple longing glances back at Reed.

But while she left, three more maidens appeared, each of them looking at the man who was currently rocking against my ass in microthrusts, as if he couldn’t quite help himself.

“Reed, stop it. Look around.” He stilled as soon as I spoke, but his groan low in my ear had me wishing he didn’t have to stop. But whatever had come over the wolves, my head was clear enough to tell this was not even close to normal. Reed wasalwaysin control, which meant whatever could impact a wolf as strong as him to this degree was a little bit terrifying.

“You said the crack just widened. Did you see anything else when it happened?” Kane asked me as he held up two hands and glared to stop the women all staring longingly at Reed, who was now kissing my neck very distractingly. And shamelessly.

“Uh…” I gently shoved Reed back off my neck an inch so I could think, but he switched straight to the other side, laving my neck with his tongue now. I drew in a breath through my nose, steadying myself and doing my best to ignore him. “Yes. A flash of greenish-white power. It hit that spot, then ran along the barrier and kind of melted into it.”

“Brielle. It’s her fertility power spiking,” Marciana said through gritted teeth. To her credit, she hadn’t charged Reed, though I could tell from the tension in her pose that she still felt the urge to.

“Why isn’t anyone going after Kane, then?”

Marciana shook her head. “He’s bonded. The bite protects him. Reed is theonlyunmated male inside the enclave.”

Oh, I did not like the sound of that. “So, every unmated female in the enclave right now wants to screw my mate?”

“For however long this surge lasts, yes. I suggest you take him back to your room and lock the door. Quickly.”

Shit on a stick.

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