dreamed of, as if someone had reached into his brain, pulled out his most fervent fantasy, and made it come true. As awkward as getting through the paperwork might be, he needed to remember how big a miracle this was.
“What form do you need then?” the race director asked with a flustered scowl. The line of couples behind them made restless adjustments. Saul turned to give them an apologetic glance and then decided maybe he didn’t want to look at anyone right now. Best to concentrate on Jasper and how certain he seemed.
“I’m an uber-alpha.” Jasper reached into the back pocket of his leather pants and pulled out an ID, which he handed her. “I claimed Jack Henry last night, but I also formed a new pack.”
“You, um…” The race director flipped through the pages on her clipboard again, still hoping she could find something to fill out. “You’re right. I don’t have a form for that,” she finally said with resignation. “We didn’t realize we had any uber-alphas in the area.” Her face suggested she hadn’t believed uber-alphas existed, which was what Saul would’ve said before last night.
There were always stories, but only people like Elias believed them—geeky types who wanted there to be uber-alphas, as if it were still the old days and they might all transform into wolves at any moment. But Jasper actually could transform into a wolf. Saul had seen it happen. And if he hadn’t already had a secret desire to get fucked, that would’ve done it. Jasper as a wolf was so dark and sleek, menacing but hypnotic. Who wouldn’t want to be fucked by him?
“How about we just do the usual registration?” Jasper suggested. “Put down me and Jack Henry, and I’ll deal with the rest of it back home.”
“All right.” Even the race director was susceptible to Jasper’s charms. She wanted to be told what to do, was grateful for it. She jotted Jack Henry’s name down on her sheet, then looked back up with a cheerful “There. All done.”
“Thank you.” Jasper’s smile nearly melted Saul’s jeans off. This man was dangerous.
“Let’s get back to our pack, hmm?” Jasper put an arm around him and turned him toward where they’d left Jack Henry and Elias. People twittered as they walked, the gist of Jasper’s conversation with the race director being conveyed in whispers that moved almost as fast as they did.
“There’s our omega,” Jasper said as they approached him. “We got a good one, didn’t we?”
Saul could only nod. Hearing those words—our omega—filled him with amazement. Jack Henry was so lithe and toned. So handsome, even after spending the night in a treehouse. And so brave. He stood there, knowing everyone was talking about him, with his head up. If any omega was worthy of being at the center of a pack, Jack Henry was. Though it’d only been a few hours since Saul had fucked him, he wanted to do it again. Now.
Jasper whispered later, and Saul realized his cock had gone hard.
“Sorry.”
“Nothing to apologize for. We’re allowed to be proud of how hot our omega is, and when we get home, we’ll show him how hot we think he is. But first, we’ve got to get to Galvetta. You don’t happen to have a car, do you? I rode my motorcycle here.”
“Elias has a car.”
Elias came from a wealthy family, descended from the town’s founder on his mother’s side, which meant that somewhere in his ancestry, there’d been an uber-alpha, one who’d started a pack just like the four of them were setting out to do.
ELIAS
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Elias’s parents were not pleased. At all.
“It’s a shame about Jack Henry,” Elias’s mother said. “I know how much you like him. But I don’t think following him and this strange alpha of his to Galvetta is the right choice.”
“It’s not a choice.” He’d chosen to accept Jack Henry’s blood from Jasper’s mouth last night, but he didn’t have a choice now. “We have a bond.”
“We’ll call our lawyers. I’m sure there’s a way out—”
“It’s a bond, Mom, not a contract. It’s physical.” He touched his chest where a new energy flowed. “I pledged Jasper my loyalty. I can’t change that, even if I wanted to.” Which he didn’t. He was going to have Jack Henry in his life, would even get to fuck him. And he was going to have something more than that—the chance to be a legend.
“But honey,” his mother said. “You’re an alpha.”
His parents had been thrilled when he’d presented