***Troy opened his eyes, blinking his vision clear as he stretched. He groaned at the slight pain he felt as his joints cracked and popped. It felt as if he’d gone through some strenuous exercises or carried tons of bricks up and down a flight of stairs. He wondered what exactly he’d done the day before to…“Oh, my god…” Troy gasped as he shot up into a sitting position. “I’m a wolf!” He sounded both surprised and awed. He could feel his beast inside him. And it felt surprisingly good. “Oh my god, I’m really a werewolf.” He gasped, looking down at himself. His eyes widened in surprise when he lifted the covers and realized he was naked underneath. “What the hell…”Troy finally shifted his gaze around the room and groaned. He remembered the room he was in. It belonged to Philip. Where was he anyway, Troy wondered. Was Philip the one who’d stripped him or he’d done it himself, he frowned. He did remember turning into a wolf but the rest was a bit hazy. He actually recalled feeling so a
***Troy went red so fast he flopped onto the bed and drew the covers up to his neck. “I’m not hungry.” He croaked.“I’m not buying that.” Philip chuckled as he went to draw the blinds.“It’s already past noon?” Troy muttered as he looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already past four p.m.“Well...” Philip drawled. “It’s past noon alright but… Not on the day you think.”“What do you mean?”“You actually slept through an entire day,” Philip explained as he folded his arms across his massive chest and stared at his mate.“What?”“Since you remember I bit you, I’m going to assume you remember everything,” Philip said. “You were totally out by the time we left the Jungle Room. That was around eight a.m. And that was yesterday.”“Last I remembered, I was a wolf,” Troy mumbled.“No shit.” Philip grinned, ignoring Troy’s annoyed scowl. “Anyway, you did shift back before we left.”“How could I turn back into human and not remember?”“Oh, you could barely keep your eyes open,” Philip re
***“Who made you the boss of me?” Troy growled right back.“You do this to me,” Philip pointed at the cum on his jeans, “and then have the audacity to show me attitude immediately after?” Philip knew that was a low blow and totally uncalled for but he didn’t really care. Troy brought out the nasty in him. He almost apologized when all the fire went out of Troy’s eyes to be replaced by mortification.“I apologized,” Troy said quietly, his face turning red. “Please, I really need to do this.”“Alright.” Philip sighed. “At least take a shower first.”Troy nodded and turned to go. Philip had to suppress his groan at the sight of his mate’s bare arse. It was so fucking perfect. Admittedly, it was nothing like the usual curvy feminine ones he was used to. But the alpha didn’t think he’d seen a sexier arse. The warm throbbing desire in his groin was a clear indication of just how sexy he found his mate. And that body… Troy looked as fit as fuck. As if he’d had a growth spurt. Philip couldn’
***Troy pressed the doorbell and rubbed his clammy palms on his sweats as he waited. He’d had to convince Philip not to come with him. This was between him and Ryan and no one else.“It’s opened.” He heard Ryan call from inside the suite.Troy pushed open the door and entered a classically decorated living room. He froze immediately. Troy didn’t know why but he felt so much energy and power in the room. His anxiety level shot up instantly. He didn’t know whether to leave or stay. His eyes went to the couple sitting on the couch. Jeremy sat with his eyes closed and his head thrown back. And Ryan was straddling him with his face tucked against Jeremy’s neck. Troy just stood and stared.“Ryan?” Troy finally called softly.“Troy?” Ryan immediately sat up and turned to look at Troy. “I’m so sorry, I assumed whoever it was, was after Jeremy.” He got off Jeremy’s lap. “You smell different.” He smiled as he walked towards Troy. “Are you alright?” He gave Troy a hug when he got to him. Jeremy
***“What was that all about?” Jeremy asked as they stepped into the elevator.“Nothing. Just wanted to know whether he was okay with coming later.”“Why would you think he wouldn’t be okay?” Jeremy looked at his friend.Philip turned his gaze on Jeremy. “’Cause your brother was wishing I wouldn’t leave.” Philip drawled.“Doesn’t know you can read his thoughts, does he?” Jeremy chuckled.“Nope.”Both men burst into laughter.“You sure he’s okay to be amongst people?” Jeremy asked as they exited the elevator.“He’s fine.”“Did you compel him not to hurt anyone or destroy stuff?”“No, but he’ll be fine,” Philip said confidently.“Lip…” Jeremy groaned. “That mate of yours…”“I’ve got this, Jer,” Philip muttered.“I hope you do.”*In the huge dining room on the third floor, all the people who had been in the control room were seated, enjoying some chilled cocktails. Although they were hungry and would have loved to dig in the varieties of food laid out on the dining table, they had to wa
***Troy’s voice lacked emotion but Philip wasn’t fooled because he could feel exactly what his mate was feeling right then. And there was nothing pleasant about the feeling. “A lot of things are beginning to make sense now.” He muttered. The way he’d felt about Philip from the very first moment their eyes met, Philip’s shitty behaviour towards Paul, how Philip had taken charge and gotten him stuff to use when he’d been brought to Stanwood Pack…which he would have thought his mother or Jeremy would have handled and not Philip, and so many other instances. He recalled how Philip had gotten furious and challenged Jeremy on that day he’d nearly killed Ryan. And the most recent…the intense lust he’d felt for Philip after that bite. Everything made sense now. “All those wild thoughts I’ve been having about you…”“Troy…” Philip groaned.“It’s funny actually.” But Troy’s short laughter was devoid of humour. The emotions racing through him at that moment was anything but funny. “Think about i
***“Hey, you good?” Jeremy grinned at his brother.“Yeah.” Troy nodded. “I was wondering if you could take me to see Paul. Feels like I haven’t seen him in ages. “Do you mind, Ryan?” He turned to smile at Ryan.“Not at all,” Ryan responded. “I need to go over some stuff with Paige so keep him for as long as you want.”“Trying to get rid of me huh?” Jeremy chuckled. “Alright, ready when you are, kiddo.”“I’m ready,” Troy responded eagerly as he turned to his mother. “Jeremy is taking me to see Paul. I’ll come home from there. Wait up for me, please.”“I will.” Gloria was so thrilled her son was referring to her place as home she completely missed the implication of his words. It only hit her when she saw the surprised look on Jeremy’s face. “Err…wait... Wouldn’t you rather stay at Phil…”“Is there a problem with me wanting to come to you?” Troy asked with a raised brow.Gloria looked up at her eldest son with confused eyes. Then she turned back to Troy with a brilliant smile. “No, of
***“Shit…” Troy muttered as he swung his legs off his bed and sat up. He looked at his bedside clock and groaned. It was half-past two a.m. and he still hadn’t slept a wink. And all because he couldn’t get a certain grey-eyed hunk out of his mind.Troy had been tossing and turning since he went to bed after visiting Paul. Maybe it was the bed, he thought as he grabbed the bottle of water on his bedside table. But deep down he knew that his restlessness had nothing to do with his bed. He emptied the bottle and then left his room for the living area, recalling the expression on Jeremy’s face when he dropped him off earlier. His brother had looked amused for some reason. As though he thought his decision to sleep at home was silly. Troy was beginning to understand his brother’s silly behaviour. That damn mate mark was messing him up.He went to lie on one of the couches in the living area and stared at nothing. He wished he could simply close his eyes and sleep but thanks to that damn “