Paddy gives a wry smile. “Well, technically, I’mstilla bookworm, but I’m not the same male I used to be. People take me seriously now.”
I chew my lip, gazing over his lean muscles. While not the strongest in our pack, he sure knows how to put up a fight, and now I blurt the next question from my lips.
“Will you be competing?”
For a moment, fear passes through his too blue eyes. While he may have proven his worth, he’s still not much of a fighter either. I can tell he would rather hide in a dark corner and read to his heart’s content, but no doubt he’ll get a majority of votes.
We don’t even have to volunteer to compete. It’s just taken for granted that we’ll compete since it’s a shifter’s place to fight for the honor of their pack. Votes are based on popularity, and Paddy has become popular. If he wants to withhold his new status, then he has to fight.
If he doesn’t, he will only bring shame to our pack. There was a reason Patrick and I were never permitted to attend the gathering; we were an embarrassment to our pack, and most of all to our Alpha.
He sighs, rubbing between his brows. I spy the line across the bridge of his nose, one created by his habit of wearing glasses.
He doesn’t wear them so much anymore, and thank goodness he had the foresight not to for the gathering.
There will be a party tonight at the main campsite where Paddy and I will have a chance to introduce ourselves.
This is our first gathering, and first impressions mean everything.
That’s right. So no looking down at your feet, Ylfa. You look every wolf in the eye, show them that you mean business. If they take you up on your challenge, well, all the more fool them...
I roll my eyes. “Yes,mom.”
Silver rumbles at my snarky remark. In many ways, she has been more of a mother than my own has, yet still. She speaks to me like I’m a little pup.
She’s even younger than I am. She was created inmyimage.
“Did Silver speak again? What did she say?”
I looked across as those ocean blues. One day, Paddy and I will see the real ocean.
It’s definitely on our bucket list.
Well, there are other ways we can surf waves tonight...
Taking his hand, I lead him to the master bedroom, open the door, then throw him onto the king-sized bed.
A king-sized bed... We really are living like kings now.
He doesn’t even protest when I shove him down. He just lets me help myself to his warm mouth as I delve my tongue inside, savoring his taste.
I straddle his hips, locking him in place with my knees as I suck the air from his lungs, barely giving him a chance to breathe.
Silver growls along with me, eager to devour him and claim what’s ours.
My fingers fiddle with the buttons of his pants, and the moment I set him free, Lucky makes his appearance.
Paddy’s eyes burn like blue flames as he twitches his lips, baring his fangs, and holy smoke.... he’s hot when he looks at me like that.
With a growl, he plants his palms around my ass, squeezes tightly, and his claws dig into the skin. I gasp, my heart hammering as I think he’s drawn blood, but who cares.
I like it when he squeezes me like that.
He definitely has a feral side. And here I was thinking he was the shy type.
As I slide over his dick, slipping down until we meet at the hilt, I thrust.
Patrick’s breath hitches, and then he drops his head onto the mattress as he keeps his vice-like grip on my ass.