Ian's Choice (Wolves' Heat) by Lynne Odessa

Author:Lynne, Odessa [Lynne, Odessa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Odelyn Publishing
Published: 2013-03-05T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Ian sat on the chair, sensitive to the heat and tenderness in his ass that made it impossible to be comfortable on the hard seat, his leg throbbing just enough to make him grit his teeth.

“Give me some of that good stuff again,” he said, looking down at the wolf he’d decided to call Doc because his real name was even harder to pronounce than Craig’s and that was saying something.

Doc crouched in front of him and wore a mask that seemed to be designed to keep out Ian’s human scent. Ian wondered why the hell all the wolves didn’t wear one, but he hadn’t had the chance to ask Craig yet. After their marathon session of fucking, Ian had been so exhausted he’d slept right through Craig’s departure and he hadn’t seen him alone long enough to ask much of anything.

Even his meal that morning had been in front of company, and hadn’t that been just fantastic, Ian getting dried fruit and sausages shoved in his mouth while Craig carried on a carefully obscure tactical meeting with two other wolves, both sitting on the opposite side of the room as far from Ian as they could possibly get in the small room. They were a mated pair according to Craig, when Ian had asked why they weren’t acting like they were going to freak out the way everyone else seemed to do when they got around him.

“As long as they’re together, they’ll resist your scent. If—”

Craig had said some godawful name Ian couldn’t pronounce two seconds later.

“—was here without his mate, he would react to you the same as everyone else. The pull of a true mate is stronger than almost anything else during the heat cycle. Even the lust craze caused by a human scent. Those of us who are unmated are the most vulnerable. Although with you now—” Craig had stopped speaking at that point, just studying Ian, and Ian hadn’t been able to get him to finish what he’d been going to say.

“Ow,” Ian muttered.

He rubbed his thigh. “Since when did you start giving shots? I liked that nasty tasting stuff just fine, thanks.”

Ian tried to sit up straighter in the chair, felt himself slip sideways and jerked upright, only to realize at the last moment that the sensation had been nothing more than dizzy disorientation. He blinked, eyelids feeling unusually heavy, and cleared his throat. “What—okay, wait. What did you give me?” He fisted his hands in his lap as a faint tingle spread through his fingertips.

Doc stared at him over the edge of the mask that covered his nose and mouth and muffled his voice, eyes bright and direct. “What’s your name?”

Ian licked his bottom lip. “What?”

“What’s your name?”

Ian looked up over Doc’s shoulder and saw Craig stop in the doorway to the tiny room.

Ian frowned. “Craig? What’s going on?”

Doc turned to look behind him, and then turned back to Ian. “What’s your name?”

“This is—” Ian paused, unsure what he’d intended to say.

“What’s your name?”

“Ian.

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