eyes
cross.
Kody moaned. “That’s it, love. Our Alpha.”
There was something about being here with them, like this. Something that did and didn’t
make sense. It made her head hurt to think about it, too, to worry. She laid her head against
Mesa’s shoulder and let Kody whisper to her.
* * * *
Mesa sighed when Sammy finally dropped off to sleep like a puppy in his arms. Finally.
Wasn’t this supposed to be easier now that they were all together? Granny had told him
things would be weird, but this was exhausting.
Kody looked at him, eyes red-rimmed, put pleased, he thought.
Mate. The touch to his mind was like a drug.
Mesa reached out with his hands and opened up, letting Kody touch him all over. Love
and need and happiness poured over him, Kody flooding him. He could see Samantha in his
head, lovely and wild, beautiful. That was it. Better. He didn’t say anything aloud, afraid the sound would wake her. He liked her better like this.
Kody pinched him. Hard. “She’s scared.”
“Ow.” Like he didn’t know that. “How are you?”
He got a smile, wide and feral. “You’re here.”
“Mmm. I am. Did I tell you I missed you?” Seeing Kody in his wolf form had been
exhilarating, taking him back to days when they had no idea about pack structure, and who was
Alpha of Beta or needing a third. When they’d just been able to run.
“Yes.” Kody cuddled in, licked his lips. “Sammy was beautiful. So fine.”
“She is.” She was strong, too. Wicked strong.
“She let you hold her.” There was nothing but satisfaction in Kody’s eyes.
“She has good instincts. She just needs to stop fighting.” And fighting, and fighting, and
thinking, all the damned time.
“She doesn’t believe.” Kody shrugged. “And she’s a scrapper.”
“I know. I don’t know how to make her.” He’d never dealt with a wolf who wasn’t one
from birth.
“She has to. She’ll change now, whether she wants to or not, right?”
“She will, yeah, but what if she can’t connect her wolf to her?” He had no idea if that
could happen.
“Then we all go insane, and someone else gets the Clan.”
“Oh.” Mesa blinked. He’d have to work harder.
Kody’s hands were everywhere, touching him, teasing him. Loving on him.
“Love. Love you.” Mesa needed to say it.
“Still? Even after everything?”
“I never stopped.” That was so true. He’d hated Kody for maybe a week, but he’d loved
him still. He felt Kody’s pleasure; it hit him like a runaway freight train, right in the balls. That made it all worthwhile. Just like he knew Sammy’s care and love would be good. Eventually.
There would be Pack. Puppies. His Kody in the water, in the moonlight, in the mountains.
Kody nodded, smiling, loving on him right there in his mind. Sammy murmured, reached for
Mesa, pressed closer.
Just like that. Mesa hummed, vocalizing low, giving her warmth and security. She
relaxed, melted against him, and Kody moaned, curling in behind her.
“She really does have good instincts.” He petted Kody’s hip.
“She does. She’s a stunning woman.” Kody sighed. “When do we get to head home, do
you think?”
“Soon. She’s not going to go willingly any time in the near future, so we just have to take
her.”
“Do we just disappear? Go back and pack?” Kody met his eyes. “I’ll do whatever you
ask, Mate.”
“I won’t ask you to do without anything that’s important to you, baby.” He wouldn’t.
Mesa had never needed stuff, but he knew Kody had made a life.
“There’s nothing that I need, but she’s…a girl.” And human.
“Okay. We’ll get some stuff so she feels there’s something familiar.”
Kody nodded. “Home.” That smile was angelic.
“God, yes.” He was so ready to go home.
Kody’s fingers trailed over his forehead, stroked his skin. Sleep .
They needed to sleep.
“Yeah.” He closed his eyes, his body relaxing down on the blankets.
Love.
The word echoed
cross.
Kody moaned. “That’s it, love. Our Alpha.”
There was something about being here with them, like this. Something that did and didn’t
make sense. It made her head hurt to think about it, too, to worry. She laid her head against
Mesa’s shoulder and let Kody whisper to her.
* * * *
Mesa sighed when Sammy finally dropped off to sleep like a puppy in his arms. Finally.
Wasn’t this supposed to be easier now that they were all together? Granny had told him
things would be weird, but this was exhausting.
Kody looked at him, eyes red-rimmed, put pleased, he thought.
Mate. The touch to his mind was like a drug.
Mesa reached out with his hands and opened up, letting Kody touch him all over. Love
and need and happiness poured over him, Kody flooding him. He could see Samantha in his
head, lovely and wild, beautiful. That was it. Better. He didn’t say anything aloud, afraid the sound would wake her. He liked her better like this.
Kody pinched him. Hard. “She’s scared.”
“Ow.” Like he didn’t know that. “How are you?”
He got a smile, wide and feral. “You’re here.”
“Mmm. I am. Did I tell you I missed you?” Seeing Kody in his wolf form had been
exhilarating, taking him back to days when they had no idea about pack structure, and who was
Alpha of Beta or needing a third. When they’d just been able to run.
“Yes.” Kody cuddled in, licked his lips. “Sammy was beautiful. So fine.”
“She is.” She was strong, too. Wicked strong.
“She let you hold her.” There was nothing but satisfaction in Kody’s eyes.
“She has good instincts. She just needs to stop fighting.” And fighting, and fighting, and
thinking, all the damned time.
“She doesn’t believe.” Kody shrugged. “And she’s a scrapper.”
“I know. I don’t know how to make her.” He’d never dealt with a wolf who wasn’t one
from birth.
“She has to. She’ll change now, whether she wants to or not, right?”
“She will, yeah, but what if she can’t connect her wolf to her?” He had no idea if that
could happen.
“Then we all go insane, and someone else gets the Clan.”
“Oh.” Mesa blinked. He’d have to work harder.
Kody’s hands were everywhere, touching him, teasing him. Loving on him.
“Love. Love you.” Mesa needed to say it.
“Still? Even after everything?”
“I never stopped.” That was so true. He’d hated Kody for maybe a week, but he’d loved
him still. He felt Kody’s pleasure; it hit him like a runaway freight train, right in the balls. That made it all worthwhile. Just like he knew Sammy’s care and love would be good. Eventually.
There would be Pack. Puppies. His Kody in the water, in the moonlight, in the mountains.
Kody nodded, smiling, loving on him right there in his mind. Sammy murmured, reached for
Mesa, pressed closer.
Just like that. Mesa hummed, vocalizing low, giving her warmth and security. She
relaxed, melted against him, and Kody moaned, curling in behind her.
“She really does have good instincts.” He petted Kody’s hip.
“She does. She’s a stunning woman.” Kody sighed. “When do we get to head home, do
you think?”
“Soon. She’s not going to go willingly any time in the near future, so we just have to take
her.”
“Do we just disappear? Go back and pack?” Kody met his eyes. “I’ll do whatever you
ask, Mate.”
“I won’t ask you to do without anything that’s important to you, baby.” He wouldn’t.
Mesa had never needed stuff, but he knew Kody had made a life.
“There’s nothing that I need, but she’s…a girl.” And human.
“Okay. We’ll get some stuff so she feels there’s something familiar.”
Kody nodded. “Home.” That smile was angelic.
“God, yes.” He was so ready to go home.
Kody’s fingers trailed over his forehead, stroked his skin. Sleep .
They needed to sleep.
“Yeah.” He closed his eyes, his body relaxing down on the blankets.
Love.
The word echoed
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