Pack Obsidian Gold: A Reverse Harem Werewolf Romance (The Seven Mates of Zara Wolf Book 3) by C.M. Stunich

Author:C.M. Stunich [Stunich, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2017-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

Faith was waiting for me outside the math building. I'd texted her to say I was meeting Julian in the study lounge before class and here she was with coffee.

She raised her dark brows when she saw me coming, my harem of males fanned out behind me. As strange as I felt today—like I'd been sucked dry of the magic I hadn't even know I'd possessed two weeks ago—I wasn't about to go in alone. After the showdown on Saturday, I wouldn't put anything past them. Sending in a horde of daywalking soldiers to take us captive? Definitely within the realm of possibility.

“Oh, Starbucks,” she said with a smile. “I can't beat that. Now, which one of your hundred boyfriends should I give this to?” She lifted up the styrofoam cup with the crappy school coffee in it and passed it over to Nic's waiting hand.

“Showing favoritism already?” Jax purred, crossing his arms over his chest and giving Faith a cheeky sort of look.

“Nic is Zara's true love,” Faith said, staring back at the Pack Azure Frost Alpha Son in his white wool coat and black sweater. He looked very chic—even if I knew the coat and sweater were total overkill. It wasn't all that cold out today even for a human let alone a werewolf. Although he looked damn good in his outfit and there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell I was going to complain.

“Who says Zara can't have more than one true love?” Jax countered and Faith shrugged, tossing her braid over one shoulder

“We'll see. And who's this?” Faith asked with a lift of her chin, glancing around me and Jax to peek at Harlem. The vampire girl was dressed in a long-sleeved black dress with a hat, sunglasses, and a parasol. Yep. With lacy and black and white stripes, like she was a mix between Vivien Leigh from Gone With the Wind and Lydia Deetz from Beetlejuice.

“This is Harlem,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest to hide the trembling in my hands. I'd noticed it in the Yukon on the way over; I was drained. But the mark on my wrist? It throbbed and burned with a wild heat that I recognized as the same breed of earth magic that arose when the boys and I touched or mated. “She's a friend of Aeron's,” I added, yet another lie scraping past my teeth.

Faith looked at the two women and sighed, looping her arm through mine and dragging me into the building.

“You don't look so good,” she said as we walked down the hall in the direction of Nic's and my calculus class. “And isn't it Monday? Unless the crappy weekend I had at work scrambled my brain, don't you have your wildflowers class today.”

“We do, yeah,” I said as we meandered toward the student lounge in a big group. The few kids studying in there glanced up when we entered, most of them with gaping mouths and wide eyes. My boys had just sort of … stopped giving a fuck that their hair and eye colors weren't exactly normal … or human.

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