Feral (Wolf Ranch #3) - Renee Rose Page 0,7

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The heir and the spare were back. Although, they’d mated humans. The pack was fine with it because they weren’t leading. Everyone looked to me for a true wolf match and future alpha.

I thought of the hot as hell neighbor and her greedy pussy. My wolf thought of fucking her hard and biting her deep. My dick hardened, and that was a problem in more ways than one.

Clint came out of the bunkhouse and climbed into the back of the huge pickup. Boyd headed up the back road toward the mountain. He lived that way in a cabin with Audrey, but we were going past that. The pack owned a lodge house up there built by my great-great-great grandfather Makelin Wolf, the founding pack alpha when Montana was still a territory. It was a place where the pack could meet, shift and run far from the prying eyes of humans.

“So Alpha, going to tell us about why you slammed our neighbor’s bedroom door in my face?” Clint asked.

He was sitting behind Boyd, so I glanced back at him. Glared. We hadn’t spoken of it earlier when we rode back from the Shefield house. He could’ve asked me about it then, but no. He had to fucking do it with Boyd around.

“Bedroom door?” Boyd repeated, steering around a turn.

Clint was my best friend. Boyd was my brother. They were the closest things to confidants I had. I couldn’t share all the details of being alpha. Some information was confidential. Like a priest but without the god. My pack members might be able to have secrets but not me. With the way Clint grinned, he had a pretty good idea of what it was. I hadn’t acted like that before. Ever.

“Rob,” Boyd said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“We went over to introduce ourselves to the new neighbor.”

He nodded, then took his hat off, stuck it on the console between us, and ran a hand through his fair hair. It caught the wind and blew around. He took after our mother while Colton and I were dark like our father had been.

“You’re a man grown, you don’t have to be ashamed you were hot for her,” Clint prodded. “It’s not like we think you’re a virgin.”

I glanced back at him. “I didn’t fuck her.”

“But you want to.”

“She seemed nice when I talked to her on the phone,” Boyd said. “Level headed. Not one to fall for Markle’s shit, thankfully.”

“She screamed. Isn’t that right, Rob?”

“She screamed?” Boyd repeated, glancing my way, then back on the narrow road.

“Tell him why. I mean, it’s not like I ever found out.”

I growled then, letting the full force of my wolf let him know I wasn’t happy with his pettiness.

Of course, that didn’t make him cower like it should have. It made him laugh.

“What the fuck was wrong with her?” Boyd asked. “Should Audrey go see if she needs help?”

I ground my back teeth together. What Natalie had been doing had been private. She hadn’t even meant for me to witness her pleasure. But I had. And because I had, I’d discovered she was my mate. That was completely fucking untrue because if she were outside sipping lemonade in jeans and a t-shirt, I’d still have picked up her scent and known she was mine.

Fate had intervened though. I learned she was passionate. I learned she wasn’t shy about her sexuality. She’d been surprised a stranger had burst in on her, but she’d been more pissed than ashamed. She hadn’t hidden that huge dildo but left it on the bed between us, proof of what she’d been doing.

Her cries of pleasure—which we’d mistaken for sounds of pain—weren’t those of fulfillment. She hadn’t come, which meant she either got busy with her toy again after I left or she was out there, horny and eager for a big dick.

I’d also learned she’d been pleased with what she’d seen in me. Women had said I was handsome, but I hadn’t given a shit. I only wanted my mate to be hot for me. When she caught sight of my hard-on… she’d been eager. Wide eyed, which meant no guy had given it to her like I would.

I was hard now and had to shift in my seat.

“Jesus,” Boyd said. “What the fuck’s going on with our new neighbor?”

I had to tell them. What Clint suspected. What I knew.

“She wasn’t hurt.” I gritted my teeth some more, said the words I wanted to keep private between me and Natalie. “She