Omega's Wolves_Hell's Wolves MC by J. L. Wilder

Omega's Wolves_Hell's Wolves MC by J. L. Wilder

Author:J. L. Wilder [Wilder, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-01T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

Tristan and I leapt apart so fast we could’ve broken the sound barrier. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him wipe his lips guiltily before interlocking his hands behind his back. He was back in soldier mode, fighting in an eternal war; all his vulnerability of just moments ago had already been shoved back behind the wall he’d built for himself, the one that kept the outside world from seeing how deeply he felt things.

“Ding dong, you guys home?”

Caine. I recognized his voice immediately.

Relief flooded my body. Tristan tilted his head back, and briefly closed his eyes before opening them once more and walking toward the door.

Caine and Daniel, covered in dirt and branches—and, most alarmingly, some traces of a viscous red substance—came through the back door, tramping mud onto the pristine floor. They looked the worse for wear, but Caine still managed a grin as he took in my new getup.

“Yowza,” he purred. “You been gussying up for us?”

If only he knew, I thought with a twinge of remorse. He’d be so disappointed.

Tristan, back in business mode, replied smoothly, “They were the only clothes available.”

“Hey, I’m not complaining,” Caine said, admiration coloring his tone. He pushed back his dirty blonde hair, which was covering his eyes and appeared to be matted with sweat.

I couldn’t resist any longer: I let out a deep sob.

“Emma?” Daniel asked, concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just—” I stuttered, choking around the sob. “I’m so glad you’re both safe.”

I ran toward them, my heart pulling me forward, and collided with their bodies, enveloping both men in an enormous hug, not caring that they were naked and covered in grime. They smelled like war, a distinct odor that wasn’t gross so much as it was terrifying, the outpouring of pheromones an overwhelming experience.

Their arms met around my back, and for a fleeting moment, I thought maybe I could make this work—maybe I could love each member of the pack, and still be a part of the pack. Maybe I wouldn’t have to be a drifter forever.

At last, we pulled away, and my eyes ran over the faces of both men. Caine looked pleased by my affection, perhaps a little surprised at its unbounded earnestness; Daniel was scrutinizing me, in that way he had—making me feel almost too seen, as though his understanding penetrated all facades I attempted to erect.

Tristan cleared his throat, as though coughing out cobwebs of jealousy. Or was I just imagining what I wanted to hear?

“So, what happened?” the alpha asked brusquely.

After the boys had gotten their own sets of clothes, our little group shifted and reconvened at the single couch in the house. Daniel and Caine collapsed onto the sofa, a much-deserved rest after a fight, and I wedged myself in between the two of them, unwilling to let either stray far from my touch. I reasoned that, if only I could keep them close to me forever, I could protect them. That was ridiculous, of course; literally speaking, they were my hired muscle.



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