Savage Seduction: A Dire Wolves Mission (The Devil's Dires Book 3) by Ellis Leigh

Author:Ellis Leigh [Leigh, Ellis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944336073
Publisher: Kinship Press
Published: 2016-07-11T18:30:00+00:00

11

Mammon knew someone would be in his apartment long before he approached the door, which certainly didn’t help buoy his mood any. He’d been hoping for some time alone to get his thoughts in order, but nope. Wouldn’t be happening. The black Suburban and the Jeep in the lot gave his Dire brothers away. Apparently, he would have a debriefing before he could think about his mate, her situation, and how he had no idea if she’d ever truly accept him. Now that he actually wanted her to.

Matings were too complicated sometimes.

Without thinking it over, he grabbed his phone and typed a quick message to Charmeine. She’d probably be a little shocked that he knew her cell number, but he didn’t care. Being a Dire Wolf came with privileges, one of them being having Deus to hack into various databases to find the information they needed. And right then, he needed to talk to his mate.

I won’t stop trying to earn your trust, just so you know. Prepare to be courted.

Her response came before he’d finished climbing the stairs to his level of the building.

Who is this? And no one says courting anymore. You should try to keep up with the times.

Feisty. He liked it. And he was damn sure she knew exactly who was texting her.

And you should try to get some sleep. Maybe read a book. If you grabbed Blubber off the shelf, I bet it’d still smell like me.

He almost laughed. She’d definitely have something to say about that. But before he could deal with her, though, he needed to handle whatever was waiting for him in his apartment. Fuck, what a long night.

“Lucy, I’m home.” Mammon walked inside and closed the door behind him, eyeing the three Dires sitting around his tiny efficiency. Dwarfing it, really, not that the place needed any help in that department. He would have said the Dires would be a better fit in the extra-large dining room at the O’Rourke estate, but that would be a lie. They wouldn’t fit there either in their dark jeans and combat boots. No, these boys would fit best in some dark, smoky bar where dart boards, fried foods, and cold beers were the selling points of the night. Far removed from the steel and stone of the O’Rourke mansion. Not a one of them belonged there.

And yet, Mammon ached to go back…to be with his mate. Not his brothers, who seemed to think they owned his space.

Bez was all leaned back in his chair, balancing on just the back two legs, scowling and probably trying to seem dangerous. Both habits Sariel had yet to break him of. Thaus, on the other hand, had his head back and his eyes closed. The bastard looked as if he was napping.

But it was Phego, sitting board straight and looking ready to flay the skin from Mammon’s hide, who caught his attention.

“You got a problem?”

“Just you, man,” Phego said, his growl solid and steady. A definite warning.

Mammon chose to ignore that fact.

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