Chapter Thirty five

Jordan

love’s sweet aroma makes me so fucking hard, I nearly come from the scent alone.

Jake groans, his head falling to her shoulder. “Fuck.”

Yes. Yes, that’s exactly what I want to do. Fuck Vanessa .

But Jake is already inside her, his knot claiming the sweet heaven between her thighs.

Kev growls, as do I. Not in anger, but in hunger.

Our mate is going into heat. Her gaze is liquid black, her pupils blown so wide I can barely see the whites of her eyes. That didn’t happen last time.

Which tells me this is the real deal. She’s about to lose herself to estrus for days, maybe even a week or more.

And I cannot fucking wait.

“I have to address the pack,” Jake says, sounding agonized by the mere notion of having to leave her in this state.

But we just suffered a major loss with Alpha Duncan’s death. And experienced a huge win by taking down Alpha Bryson.

Jake doesn’t have a choice. This is where his duty as Pack Alpha will have to come first. “You can make it a quick speech,” I tell him.