Desert Fate (The Wolves of Twin Moon Ranch Book 3) by Anna Lowe

Author:Anna Lowe [Lowe, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Mate. My mate.

Kyle heard the words ring in his mind. They took on shape and weight, growing to an insistent chorus of voices that rose as one from the land.

He swore he could feel her heart beat in exact time with his.

Mate, sang the alto of the stars. Mate, boomed the low bass of the hills. He imagined a wolf spirit emerging from a hollow and urging him to mark her, promising if he would, everything would be all right. Everything would fit, these scattered jigsaw pieces of his life.

He pushed back her hair, stroking her neck, and Jesus, she purred. That was him, doing that to her. That was a thrill completely unlike the hangover feeling of being with a woman who didn’t see who he really was. This was Stef, and her eyes promised him that the useless punching bag of a kid was different. Special.

Maybe even worthy.

Mate! His wolf honed in on the exact spot on her neck.

Right there, instinct said, just beside the pulse in the hollow under her chin.

Right there was his ticket to escape. Hers, too, because his bite would bond them forever and sever Ron’s tenuous hold.

He had heard about mating bites for as long as he’d been in the pack, and it always sounded so risky, so gory. Now, it seemed easy. One jaw there, the other there, and a gentle push. A squeeze to maintain the seal on her artery and keep her safe while his system imprinted the essence of her. Then he’d withdraw so slowly that the wound would heal on the spot.

It didn’t seem scary. It seemed just right.

He leaned in, sniffing the spot, then warmed it with his tongue as his canines started to extend. Stef’s inner wolf gave a barely audible moan.

Take me. Have me, my mate.

He was just readying for the bite when an owl hooted, and the sound stopped him cold.

Why the hell are you stopping? his wolf shouted in his mind.

Her wolf might want the bite, but her human side wasn’t ready.

She’s ready, man! his wolf insisted.

Only her body.

That’s enough.

He shook his head at the beast. No, it wasn’t. Not yet. She needed to be ready with all her soul. She’d already been savaged by a stranger, and this moment was too delicate to mar with a bite. He swallowed hard, coaxing his canines back into his gums, then snuggled Stef closer. It wasn’t a night for claiming. It was a night to hold, to kiss, to comfort.

His wolf snorted. You mean her doing that to you, or you doing that to her?

A warm, pleasant haze fell over him. Fate skipped past on a tumbleweed, unthreatening, unconcerned. He could stay wrapped in this woman’s body forever. Because Stef didn’t judge, didn’t push, didn’t demand. She was just there for him, as she always had been. And if words like love, fate, and destiny usually had him smirking—yeah, right—tonight he let them soak into him like a balm.

But night and bare human skin didn’t mix—not for long, anyway.

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