I quietly slip out of the back door of the packhouse, the sun just rising over the horizon.  Charlie was passed out, completely exhausted from last night’s events.  I left her a note telling her where I was going.  She’d link me if she was worried.I quickly strip out of my clothes and shift.  Copper colored fur sprouts over my skin and I fall to all fours as my muscles and bones rearrange themselves.  The change doesn’t hurt anymore, not after the first few shifts.  As an alpha, my shifts are quick and nearly silent.  One second I’m human and the next, I’m a wolf.I take off into the trees, at first following the trail that we take on pack runs around the forest behind the packhouse.  The forest has enough foliage to be cool, but is spaced far enough apart that two or three of us could run n

Zak and I emerge from the trees at the front of the packhouse.  We both grab some shorts from one of the chests that are scattered around the property for just this purpose.“Did you link Charlie?” Zak asks, his arm going around my shoulders.  To anyone else, it looks like two friends coming back from an early morning run.  But my heart flutters at his closeness, tingles reverberating from where his skin touches mine.  I’m so in love with this man.“Yes.  She’s waiting for us in your suite.”  I put my arm around his waist, pulling him in for a squeeze before quickly letting him go.He stops and pulls me to him.  Zak leans his forehead on mine.  “I’m so happy that I found you and that you came back with me.”

I receive a mindlink around 2 pm from my father, waking me from a sound sleep.“Son, we need to meet.  There are things to discuss before the Blue Crescent Pack gets here.  And we’ve got to talk to the pack as well.”I rub my hand down my face, my voice groggy as I reply, “You’re right.  Give me 30 minutes and meet me in my office.  Grab the old leadership.  I’ll contact Carl and let Brandon and Charlie know.”“Sounds good.” With that, father cuts off the mindlink.I want to stay where I am, cocooned in Brandon’s scent, lying in his bed.  Bu

“Fuck, Xander!  Right there.  Don’t stop!” I scream as he pounds in and out of my ass.  He has my back against a door, my legs up on his shoulders.  I’m holding on to the top of the door jam, hoping that it can take the punishment that he is giving me. ‘Goddess, you feel so good,” he groans, his head thrown back and his eyes closed.  “How the fuck are you still so tight?  I’ve fucked you like ten times today.” “My ass was made for your cock!” I cry, grabbing my own dick and beginning to pump.  “Shit that feels so good.” Xander smacks my ass as he continues to fuck me.  His movements are becoming jerky, his dick hardening as he nears his climax. “I’m gonna cum, babe,” He says, his face contorting in pleasure.

I wake up to the feeling of sparks marching up and down both sides of my body.  I could acutely feel each and every part of my mates’ bodies pressed against mine.  My face is pressed into Zak’s chest, my arm wrapped around his waist and his leg thrown over my hip.  Brandon has his face pressed into my neck, scenting me.  His arm is thrown across my chest, reaching to touch both me and Zak.  His front is pressed against my back.  This is a wonderful way to wake up.  Intimate.  Full-filling.  And fucking HOT!  Like, I’m sweating balls here.  Werewolves run hot naturally and having two huge-ass males wrapped around my body did not help matters at all.  If this was how we were going to spend the rest of our lives, the AC would have to be turned down, a ceiling fan installed, and possibly frozen blocks of ice placed in the mattr