Page 27 of Smoke and Lure

“Once I check on mymate and see how she’s doing, I’ll bring her over.Your mates can take her into town to the clothing depot.I’m sure Morlie is tired of being stuck inside.”Chanin picked up his jeans, which were still resting in a pile at the end of the pass.

Returning to the inhabited part of his territory had taken him and Bleddyn longer than when they left since Chanin refused to let his wolf out until they were far away from the Fang and their captive.Even as they ran toward home, his wolf kept images of it ripping out Farkas’s wolf’s throat, and with the vision, the metallic taste of blood remained on Chanin’s tongue—his wolf was ready for the kill.The brisk run home hadn’t diminished it.

“I’ll let my she-wolves know to expect her.”His Beta dragged a shirt over his head.

Chanin pulled on his shirt.“In about a couple hours, Faolan and his warriors should arrive with Farkas.Wolves will have questions once they see the rogue escorted through the streets.I’ll address the Pack as they get him settled in interrogation.”

Bleddyn stood adjusting the dials at the top of his handheld before snapping it onto his belt.“A couple hours is enough time to reconnect with my mates.”

He woofed at the sly smile his Beta gave him.They headed in the direction of their houses.“I never understood why you were compelled to get back to them when we were out or hesitant to leave them when we were surveying the territory.But now—”

Chanin’s words dropped.His chest was filled with so many emotions regarding Morlie that everything inside of him swelled, and his skin felt foreign to him.How had the Great Spirit brought someone into his life who would become the entirety of his existence?It confounded him, amazed him, and caused warmth to fill his gut and surround his heart.

A part of him thought he would never feel anything except pride in his Pack.Now he had her.

“Leaves you awed, doesn’t it?”Bleddyn pounded him on the back.

Still staggered by his emotions, he punched his Beta’s shoulder.“Only the Great Spirit knows how you have the strength to stand each day...with two.”Chanin lifted his hand, displaying two fingers.

“Extra protein at every meal...”His Beta winked.

They continued forward as they discussed various Pack matters needing their attention.“Once Farkas is handled for good, things around here can return to normal without the members constantly looking over their shoulders for a vicious, unprovoked attack.”

“Tracking him down couldn’t have come at a better time, with the lunar pull coming to its zenith in a few days.Nothing like a celebratory run.”

Chanin’s heart pounded as his wolf stressed and rolled to its back with thoughts of them claiming Morlie on the night of the run.He exhaled.

“I agree.”Chanin felt his gut tightening as he saw his home at the end of the break in the trees.

Mine.Chanin’s wolf panted.

Chanin knew his beast’s words didn’t refer to the actual structure before them but the person inside it.

Home.He’d never ascribed that sentiment to his residence.It was always where he met with his pack leaders or laid his head at the end of an exhausting day.But now, with the petite brown-skinned beauty inside waiting for him, it changed everything.

Chanin quickened his steps.

“I’ll meet up with you soon, Alpha.”Bleddyn took the split in the path and headed for his place.

Focused on one thing, Chanin may have offered his Beta a nod, but he wasn’t sure and didn’t care.Instead, he reached out to his mate.Open the door, little rabbit.

He’d barely taken the second step to his home when the front door was flung open, and she stood there framed by the entrance.

She dashed across the porch in a flash and launched herself at him.

In the next breath, he caught her as her small form collided with his.

Morlie surrounded him in warmth.She wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders, and he captured her mouth in a demanding kiss.He took her mouth hard and deep.

The heat of her sex radiated through the materials between them and caressed his cock.He thrust against her and choked down the moan of her response as he ground his length over her clit.Her body shuddered.

He recalled what it felt like to have her pussy wet and tight around him as tremors raced along her walls and stroked his cock.

The thought that the fierceness of his kiss would bruise her mouth only made him kiss her harder, driving his tongue deeper.He wanted her marked by him in every way.When others saw her, he wanted the marks to scream that she belonged to him.She washis.

Never in his life had he felt so consumed, connected by another.Morlie had the power to destroy him.She could rip out his heart and leave him bleeding and dying on the earth, yet with his last breath, he would yearn for her still.

He'd laughed if anyone had asked him before his thoughts on that kind of devotion.Calling them a fool, nothing that intense between two individuals, could be anything but a sign of weakness.

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