Page 92 of Fated to the Wolf Cowboy
Luke just shrugged. “Worked, didn’t it?”
“So your powers flare naturally when you are in danger and spike tremendously when your mate is,” Kelsey pointed out.
“They’re still mating though. That could calm down some,” Lily advised.
“Not likely, slugger. Not on something as basic and primal as this. You should have seen her out there. I’ve never witnessed anything like it before. No wonder the Council is so terrified of her,” Thomas said.
“But there’s no way the Grand Council can know about this. I didn’t even know I was capable of this,” Tricia blurted out.
“It’s not the truth of it that matters, it’s the possibility of it that scares them. You’re a threat to them because they cannot control you and they don’t like anything they can’t control,” Kyle said.
“Brady, we do have a problem, and I can’t just turn my back on it and ignore this. The whole Pack could be in jeopardy,” Thomas said.
I growled. I didn’t give shit that he was the Alpha and I was in his house.
I grabbed Tricia and pushed her behind me, protecting her with my body.
“So that’s it? Well screw you, Thomas. You pushed her to that break point. That was your idea and now you’re going to make out like she’s the problem? You wanna get to her, you gotta come through me.”
The entire room went silent and tensions flared. I was pretty sure I had just challenged an Alpha.
Thomas looked around the room and then rolled his eyes. “This is exactly the problem. She has potential trackers on her, Brady. They want her dead. Her own Alpha turned his back on her and sold her out. He didn’t even know the half of her actual power. I don’t have a problem with her. My problem is with you. Technically Tricia isn’t part of my Pack. She isn’t one of my wolves. We need to fix this. If you’d like to give allegiance, Tricia, I’ll accept it, but know that I’m bound by law to notify your former Alphaandthe Grand Council. Or Brady, you dumbass, take your girl home and claim her already.”
“Westin and Collier both along with several of our allies have a documented stance against the Grand Council interfering with fated mates. We don’t even report them anymore. So seal your bond, keep your girl, live happily ever after and all that shit, and she’ll become a Collier wolf by proxy without screaming to her enemies that she’s here now,” Kyle said.
All the flight fled from me.
“Oh. That’s it?”
“Unless you have some objection to claiming her,” Thomas said sarcastically.
“Asshole,” I muttered under my breath.
“And I can stay? Morris and the Grand Council don’t even need to know I’m living here? And despite everything, sorry Luke, you’ll still let me stay?” Tricia asked.
“Girl, there was never a question on that. I wanted to keep you even before I knew you and Brady belonged together,” Lily said.
“She’s not kidding. The first time you guys met she came home and said, ‘I found us a new wolf. She has a story, I just know it. It’s not a good one, I can tell, but none of that matters because she’s supposed to be one of us.’ And you know what? She was right. I certainly don’t relish in the idea of a war with the Grand Council, but if it comes down to it, we’ll be ready.”
“All of us. Westin stands with Collier,” Kyle proclaimed.
“The rest is up to you, Brady. So go and finish this already,” Thomas laughed.
He didn’t need to explain it twice. I grabbed my mate and tossed her over my shoulder as I ran from the house.
I was ready for the next chapter of my life, and it started with claiming my mate once and for all.
Tricia
Epilogue
3 months later
Life looked very different for me these days. I was a Collier wolf now and damn proud of it. True to his word, Thomas had officially welcomed me to the Pack the second Brady and I had accepted our fate and bonded through the exchange of blood marking each other forever.
He wasn’t a perfect mate by any means. He was often ill-tempered. He could get obnoxiously protective over me even though we both knew I was fully capable of protecting myself. It was okay though. I liked it when he got a little growly. The important part was that my imperfect mate was perfect for me.
And I’d discovered quickly that make-up sex was worth every single argument.
