Dexter began to pace and growl in a strange way. “I need to shift and run. I can’t hold it together much longer. But someone needs to stay here with her.”
Jay began to strip, shedding his clothes in record time. “I’ll go with you. I’ve been itching to shift since I first saw her at the hospital.”
Dexter stared at him. “Me, too… so that probably means that we… we could actually share a mate…”
They looked at me and I raised my hands. “I wouldn’t mind a run, but I’m more antsy to stay here with her. I’m happy to stand guard until you get back.”
And it was true. Though my shifter circled within my mind, he was more settled than Jay or Dexter seemed to be. Which was interesting. Perhaps I hadn’t bonded to her the way I’d thought?
Only seeing her conscious and awake would answer that question.
Dexter pulled his tank over his head and pushed his black jeans to the ground.
“Thanks. We won’t be long.”
I watched as my human pack morphed into wolves and bounded out the house and towards the woods that surrounded our home.
Dexter was silver, Jay was brown. I was black when in wolf form, and we all made the perfect triad of colours. One of the many reasons we knew we were a perfect, balanced pack. The fur never lied.
I crept over to Jay’s bedroom door, unable to stay away. I watched our mate sleep for a moment, then shook my head and walked away as the thought occurred to me.
Our mate…
I was getting ahead of myself here, and was still confused on how it had all happened anyway. I hadn’t known it was possible to have one woman complete a triad of wolves.
But honestly, it made perfect sense to me when I thought about it. Why wouldn’t a pack be designed to protect one precious woman?
Though the sharing element of it all… a growl rolled through my chest that I couldn’t control.
I wasn’t too sure how that was going to work out.
Dexter would be the worst, the most jealous of us, of course. He was dominant and aggressive by nature—possessive, in fact. I wasn’t much better.
Jay would go along with whatever we all wanted, as he always did. But it was nice to see him looking enthusiastic and uncharacteristically wolf like today. As an Omega, he tended to be the smallest and softest us of all, but not today.
Obviously, our mate brought out the best in us.
My keen hearing picked up a feminine gasp and shuffling movement from Jay’s room. With my heart thumping in my chest as anticipation wound around me, I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and called out to her.
“Come out and have some water, Doc.”
My heart pounded harder as I heard her moving about. I didn’t even know her name, which was terrible. I should have asked Dexter more questions about her before he left.
She popped her head around the doorway, her eyes wide and the smell of fear catching in my nose.
I stayed on my side of the kitchen bench, not wanting to frighten her by moving any closer.
But my wolf was rising, I could feel it in the heat of my skin. The way my arms trembled with both weakness and strength.
My Beta wolf recognised its mate, and human or not, my shifter didn’t care.
She’s mine.
I grabbed hold of the bench in front of me and forced a calm smile to my face. I was happy to see her, more than happy. That was the problem.
But I didn’t want to scare her any more than I probably was going to anyway.
As she crept out of Jay’s bedroom, all I could think about was stripping her clear of her hospital scrubs and taking her on the floor boards beneath my feet.