***Jeremy watched his mate do what he loved to do best and felt so much admiration for the man. Ryan looked so good in a black shirt with no tie, black slacks, and a black blazer. The contrast between the all-black attire against his creamy skin and white hair was simply stunning. He’d noticed the exact moment Ryan had looked around trying to spot the York boy. He’d also felt Ryan’s relief when he didn’t see the boy. Well, he wasn’t going to see that boy anytime soon. On one of Stan’s visits to Ryan whilst he was in the hospital with his injury, he’d managed to get the name of the boy who had gotten him to come to the Stanton Woods. But unfortunately, by the time they’d gotten to the boy, he’d already spread the rumour of a possible murder of his professor, by werewolves.In as much as Jeremy had been pissed off at the fact that the boy knew about them…thanks to his hunter grandfather, he’d been grateful that the boy had led his mate to him. So although his sorcerer had worked her ma

***Ryan heard the door to the washroom open just as he opened the tap to wash his hands. He turned his head to see which other lecturer was free like he was at that time of day and smiled in surprise when he saw a pretty curvy blonde in sportswear.“You’ve got the wrong washroom, Miss,” Ryan said with a chuckle.“Wanna bet?” Sporty lady purred as she turned around to face the door. She recited some words and then turned around to fix a predatory gaze on Ryan. “Professor Ryan Hicks.” She purred, slowly advancing towards Ryan as if she had all the time in the world.“Do I know you?” Ryan asked with a curious frown. Something was off about the lady.“I haven’t had the displeasure.” She drawled. “So you’re the so-called mate huh? I can smell him all over you.” She smirked.Oh, God! Ryan felt his stomach quiver and the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Although he couldn’t smell her, he would have bet his last cent she was a werewolf. And from the disdain in her eyes, one of Jeremy’

***“How are you going to fix it?” Ryan asked quietly, stepping out of Jeremy’s arms. Ideally, he would have handed Jeremy his arse for taking away his will and almost getting him killed by none other than his lover. But he didn’t want the man to feel any shittier than he already did so he curbed that urge.“Same way he got you to see the pack as untouchables.” Philip rasped. “Come on Prof. We have to get you home.”“I’m not going, Philip,” Ryan said stiffly as he looked down at his tattered shirt. “I just need a shirt.”“Jeremy?” Philip virtually growled, waiting for the alpha to back him up. “A little help…”Jeremy looked torn between his Beta who was clearly exasperated and his adamant mate. But in the end, safety for his mate reigned high.“Ryan please…” Jeremy sighed.“No. It’s just an hour lec…”“You’re not safe here,” Philip growled with clenched fists. “Anyone can attack again. And again you’ll be a sitting duck. Jeremy needs to take care of that immediately.”Since Jeremy had

***When they got out of their cars in front of Jeremy’s mansion, they met yet another challenger who stood between them and the entrance. This one was Katie Steven, a drop-dead gorgeous black lady, who was not only a warrior but was also a famous model. She wore the tiniest jeans shorts, a sexy black tube top that covered just her boobs, and no footwear. She obviously meant business.“Katie…” Stan bellowed. Katie was on his squad. She was one of his best warriors and he sure as hell didn’t want Jeremy or Philip wounding her.“Leave her to me, Stan,” Ryan said, shocking everyone.“Ryan…” The warning in Jeremy’s voice was clear.Ryan turned to face Jeremy. “If I’m the alpha’s mate, and I always have to stand aside whilst people handle my shit for me, will I ever gain the respect of the pack?” He asked quietly. “Would you respect me? Already, you don’t.” He said bitterly, noting the regret that flashed across Jeremy’s face. “Allow me to stand up for myself.” With that, an extremely angr

***‘Oh my fucking god!’ Ryan gasped. ‘You must be kidding me.’‘I kid you not, honey. He will mark you during the act, to show you’re his. The way he takes you will show the pack how much he cares for you, wants you, and how happy he’s going to make you.’‘Sex does not mean happiness, Gloria.’‘Wait till you’re given great sex.’ Gloria muttered, making Ryan thank his stars he was in his wolf form. His whole body would have turned bright red in embarrassment if he were human.‘That is preposterous.’ Ryan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The whole pack would see his dicks. He couldn’t have that. ‘With all the pubs…’‘No, Ryan. Only wolves from twenty-one going up will be present.’‘That doesn’t make me feel any better.’ Ryan muttered. ‘Then after the sex, what?’‘The various heads will pledge their loyalty to you by kissing the back of your hand. The heads of the warriors, sentinels, hunters, assassins, medics, scouts, pup watchers, and the omegas. Each Beta and Elder would have t