I was excited to see my friends, I was also blissed out in this little bubble where only Remy and I existed.
“What time will the other packs be here?” I asked softly.
“Just before sundown,” he answered.
“Do you need me for anything?” I wasn’t entirely sure what my role would be in this, or if I even had one.
“I need you for everything,” he replied firmly, punctuating it with a kiss on my neck.
I giggled as his kiss turned into a growl that tickled. “I mean it, Rem.”
“So do I,” he retorted playfully. The growing length of his dick rocked against me, and I almost gave in.
“I thought you wanted to talk,” I spluttered, trying to pull away. “Your words, remember?”
“We can talk while I’m inside you,” he whispered, his lips against the shell of my ear.
I shivered as delicious spikes of pleasure prickled along my nape. “Those conversations usually ended with both of us swearing. A lot.”
“It’s called passion,” he teased, kissing the other side of my neck. “We’re passionate people.”
I rolled my eyes. “Fine. So, when I meet a strange group of men in a few hours, all I’ll do is show them how passionate I am.”
He stopped immediately. “That’s not funny.”
I tipped my head back to wink at him. “Neither is me having no idea what to do tonight.”
He frowned, looking vaguely like a little boy who got his favorite toy taken away.
I used his momentary frustration to pull away and sit across from him. My body immediately missed the warmth and comfort of his embrace, but I was actually a little nervous about what would happen tonight.
Mostly because Remy was the Alpha, which made me the Alpha’s mate. I didn’t want to do something that would mess up the alliances.
“What’s that look for?” he asked gently, his confusion turning to concern.
I shrugged, trying to play it off. “I just … I don’t want to do something that will embarrass you tonight.”
His eyebrows lifted so high it might have been comical if I wasn’t drowning in my own worry.
“Come again?”
“Already did. Multiple times,” I cracked weakly, awkwardly punching his shoulder lightly.
His eyes narrowed, bypassing my attempt at humor. “Skye, you could never embarrass me.”
“You remember that this time last year I’d never even been in a grocery store, right?” I prompted. “I didn’t know what Netflix was until six months ago. Hell, I’d never been on the internet or made a phone call before last fall.”
His expression grew darker with each instance I ticked off.
“None of that is your fault,” he said evenly.
“But it’s still not normal,” I muttered, absently picking at the hem of his shirt. It fell like a dress on my smaller frame, and I loved being surrounded by his scent. My wolf was more than content, practically humming with joy at having him near.
“Normal is relative,” he replied, shaking his head.
I sighed. “Remy—”
“No,” he cut me off, eyes flashing. “There’s nothing wrong with you, and I wish you could see what I see when I look at you. If you did …”
He trailed off, looking away. His brow creased as his thoughts turned.
“If I did what?” I pressed hesitantly.
His gaze snapped back to me. “Take off your clothes.”
I tried not to roll my eyes. “We’re doing this again?”
He stood up, and I made a point not to drool at all the muscle and skin on display. He’d only tugged on a pair of loose sweatpants when we finally got out of bed. They hung low on his hips, showcasing the cut lines of his body and defying every law of gravity.
A second later, those pants hit the floor and I was left gaping at the rest of his body.
Just as I started to really look, he was gone and his wolf was standing in his place.
My brows lifted, and I glanced around the room. The massive black wolf definitely looked weird in the middle of the furniture.
I couldn’t help but laugh a little. “What are you—”
He barked at me.
Freaking barked.
“Did you just actually bark at me?” I demanded, still not entirely sure I had heard him correctly.
He gave me a look like I was an idiot and did it again.
“Fine,” I said, getting up. “I cannot believe you shifted in the damn house, Remy.”
I whipped off his shirt, tossing it onto the couch. I spread my arms wide, standing in front of him naked for a second. “Happy?”
A second later, I shifted.
Whoa. The scents in this house now that I had my wolf senses