Liam My wolf was remarkably pleased to have the female join us. I supposed that was because he liked to be around as much pack as possible, and he seemed to regard Mia as a pack member. She hadn’t been accepted yet, but it was probably going to happen. According to our new traveling companion, she had skills that would be valuable to us. Baking was always popular, but working with poultry was a good thing. Also, she could weave a bit, and I knew old Helga was dying for someone to help her with that.A bigger worry was the look of the sky. As soon as we’d gotten off the switchbacks, we also left the fog behind, and the overhead picture was that of clouds pregnant with snow. Something the pack would welcome because we needed the snowpack of winter to grow crops in the spring and summer. There had been so little for so long. But we were not anywhere near where we wanted to be—where there were a few scattered travel shelters we could have holed up in, meaning, we were going to have to ca

Shh, some of us are sleeping!The feminine mind voice was not Dan nor was it mine. We hadn’t even mated her yet, and she could hear us? Speak to us? When did that happen? What kind of a mating was this?Her eyes opened, wide, startled, and beautiful. It could be the best kind.“Why are you both making so much noise? Has the snow stopped?”“No.” Dan smiled down at her. “We’re sorry to disturb you. We were just wondering if you thought it was odd that we’re all so comfortable together.”Comfortable might be a bad choice of words. My cock was stiff and weeping with pre-cum, and, under the thigh I’d tossed over Dan, his dick throbbed with life. No, not comfortable. But right. “It’s just right.” That described it. “Mia, did they have any matings in your old pack with more than two people?”She blinked, clearly startled, and pulled back, but Dan stroked her shoulder and she settled back in. “More than two? No. Wait, I have heard about your alphas and their mate. Is that common at the Triple

Life on the Triple L Ranch was good. Better than good, it was paradise. My former pack treated its females poorly, as breeders and waitresses, servants to their males. Which was a lot of the reason I left. That and the fact that my stepmother was getting me out of her hair by marrying me off to someone I wanted no part of.I ran from my wedding with no idea where I was going or what I would do when I got there, but when I did, I found myself in the arms of the two alphas of the Triple L Ranch. Tal and Lukky were everything I could have dreamed of and were my fateds. But when I escaped in full bridal regalia, I did not know that I was running toward my fated mates. I was running away from the arranged marriage to someone I had no interest in spending an afternoon with, much less the rest of my life.But sometimes, Fate is kind, and I’d learned that not all males were arrogant bastards who wanted nothing but power and control and had no empathy whatsoever. My mates, who had been a happy

Sometimes I wondered why my mate even put up with me when I got this way. He deserved someone better, someone who understood his responsibilities and supported him unconditionally when—Beep! Beep!I flew to the window to see the Wrangler parked out in front. My mate was waving to me, and I grabbed two duffles and ran to toss them into the back of the car. “You took off the soft top,” I cheered. “Now I know we’re on vacation.”“If my wearing a Hawaiian shirt doesn’t do it, I guess the top off will?” He climbed out and came around to take the bags from me.“I didn’t even notice.” I’d been too excited that he was back. “But where did you get that thing?” It was a peach background with orange and blue birds of paradise all over it. “It looks vintage.” As in…worn a lot, well-loved.“Sam made me take it when I stopped by to make sure his leaky water heater had been taken care of before we go.” Sam was one of the oldest in the pack, and we all helped him out. So while I’d been getting grouc

I looked outside to see he was right. I’d have thought we had at least an hour yet, but sometimes fog isn’t predictable. It had closed right in around the house, seeming to muffle everything from the beach, even the waves, but I’d swear I heard footsteps from the street side. “There’s someone out there.”“We’re a long way from anyone else here. The next house is at least a mile away. Maybe someone with car trouble?” He started for the door, but I cut him off.“I’ll answer it.”“You’re so overprotective, mate.” But he didn’t look upset. “What do you think is out there?”“Probably, as you said, a traveler with mechanical issues, but you never know. I’m not an overprotective mate, just the regular kind.” He didn’t protest further, and I’d known him long enough to be aware how much he truly liked it when I got all alpha. It would make our night a little better after I dealt with whoever was out there and sent them on their way.But when I opened the door, it was not a traveler with mechan