Voiceless - M. Sinclair Page 0,25

seemed to view her as an acquisition of some sort, especially considering she had mentioned them attempting to set up an arranged marriage for her.

I tried to ignore just how fucking mad that made me.

The concept of her marrying another man besides my brothers and I made me see red. Whatever they had planned for her, it was over and they would do their best to let it go because I was fully prepared to pull any strings, legal or not, to ensure our mate stayed exactly where she should. With us. I wouldn’t be letting her go, especially after tonight. After kissing her soft lips and hearing her voice running through my head. I think it was at that moment I realized that no matter what, she was going to be mine.

Ours, in reality, but very much mine as well. My cock twitched as I watched her roll over with a sigh, wrapped up between my two brothers. I grimaced, annoyed that I couldn’t join them right now.

I knew I had things to attend to though. Muttering a curse, I pulled my shirt over my head and walked over to my brother’s closet. I grabbed a hoodie and shrugged it on, not feeling like wearing my more formal clothing right now. In part it was because Colette had me feeling far more relaxed than normal but more so because, frankly, I was exhausted. After these past few days? I was hoping to finish up my work quickly despite that outcome being rather unlikely. I shook my head, looking at the bed once more before walking out the door and closing it securely.

I’d always thought our pack house was oversized, but now that we had Colette, I thought all the extra bedrooms were perfect. Perfect for having a family, and trust me that had never been a thought that had occurred to me before. But now? Well, now I loved the idea of filling her up with as many pups as possible as quickly as possible.

Hunter had explained his rationale that owning a dance studio could keep her here and while I was sure that was true, I had a far better option in mind. One that included marriage and pups. One that included sinking my teeth into her perfect flesh and fucking her until she was pregnant for sure. It was completely archaic and a complete opposite to how I normally thought and acted.

It was so extreme that I had simply accepted it. The woman clearly made me a bit unhinged, I mean I had learned a new language for her in two days, the concept of me wanting to bury myself inside of her and impregnate her honestly wasn’t that far of a stretch. My wolf barked in agreement as I sighed, really fucking glad that my angel couldn’t read my mind. She would probably take the first bus out of here.

Then I would track that bus down and carry her ass back home.

As I entered our large office, the one and half story high book shelves glinted in the fireplace light in greeting. I noticed that there were two small stacks of papers and folders scattered across the desk from earlier in the day. Clearly, notes from my brothers before they’d passed out. Sitting in the leather seat, the material shifting slightly under my larger frame, I began to flip through them.

It was an overall review of what had happened the past few days and how we needed to move forward. I realized that following this entire shifting incident we would need to up training and classes for young shifters. I wasn’t positive what had triggered the kid’s sudden shift but it wasn’t normal. I frowned and tapped the pen I held thinking through possibilities until there was a knock on my door.

“Come in!” I called, the door opened and in walked one of our night guardsmen. Besides having a close working relationship with our police force and the sheriff being part of our pack, we also had a group of guards that changed shifts while guarding our pack lands.

“We have a slight issue that Commander Axel thought you should be made aware of.” He offered as I motioned to the chair. I tended to pay specific attention to Axel’s information because he was one of our head enforcers and after coming back from serving overseas in a special operations unit, he’d almost immediately taken over. Our father had trusted him despite being in his early twenties