inside him, made him smile.
Yeah.
Love.
Chapter Six
Sammy woke up, and Kody and his lover were both asleep. Sound asleep and she
hummed. That’s right.
That’s right.
Sound asleep.
Resting.
She knew what she needed to do. There was something wrong here, wrong with them—
drugs, maybe, or some sexual thing she didn’t understand, but she had to run away.
When she thought the words, Mesa growled, fingers wrapping around her ankle, and she
made herself relax. Think about the moon, about sex, about sleeping.
About being so tired.
So very tired.
So heavy.
Mesa started snoring again, and she slipped to the backpacks. She knew Kody, knew he’d
have rope. God, yes. She tied Mesa’s wrists first, whispering softly to them both about how tired they were, how sleepy. Comfortable. Tired.
She didn’t have the slightest idea why it worked, but it did and she wasn’t going to
complain about it. She was losing her mind, she’d let them touch her, she’d loved it.
Loved it.
She bound Kody’s arms next, her lover so easy, so trusting. She cried as she did it,
mourning as quietly as she could. Tears fell on his skin, and he moaned in his sleep.
“I loved you, Kody, so much. I really did. I…I always will.”
He shifted, long, blond eyelashes fluttering and she shook her head, resting one finger on
his lips. “Shh. Shh. It’ll be okay now. I promise. It’ll be okay.”
She’d take herself out of the equation, make things easier.
Just run away.
* * * *
He woke up yelping, hands numb behind his back. Bound.
He scrambled to his knees, crying out, the nerves in his head screaming. Mate. Mates!
Kody thrashed, panicked, barking out his pain, his terror.
“Kody. Kody, you have to calm down.” Mesa snarled at him, but the tone snapped him
out of it a little.
“She’s gone. I’m tied down! Tied down!” He face-planted on the floor of the tent, feeling
rough bark under the nylon ripstop fabric.
“I know, baby. I’ve been trying to wake you. I thought I’d lost you for a few.” Mesa was
trying to soothe him, but he couldn’t make it stop.
He cried out, the nerves in his head raw and screaming.
“Shh. Baby. You have to breathe.”
“Mates…” He couldn’t believe she’d left them. Sammy. She’d run away.
“She doesn’t know.”
It made him laugh a little hysterically, that Mesa was defending her. Somewhere in the
back of his mind, he could hear her, telling him it would be okay now. Like this pain could be okay.
“I know.” He breathed hard, trying not to scream. “Can you untie me?”
Please? Now?
“I can if you can get around to my hands.” Mesa slid over to him.
“Okay. Okay. She left, Mesa. She left me.”
“She’s scared, Kody. She thinks you left her first. Scoot over.”
He scooted, whimpering softly, the pain in his head easing when Mesa touched him.
“That’s it, baby.” He could feel Mesa in his mind again, too. Thank God.
“I’m sorry, Mate. I’m sorry.” He’d fucked up again, so bad.
“Shh. Hush, now.” He felt Mesa’s fingers against his hands, then his wrists. The ties were
not as tight as he’d feared. He relaxed as Mesa worked at them, the panic easing a little. “Good.
Almost there.”
“Mesa. I’m sorry. You aren’t hurt?”
Mesa didn’t feel hurt. He felt solid and capable, even tied up.
“No. No, I was just sound asleep.”
“Yeah. Yeah, me too. Sleeping so hard.” There had to be a reason they had both slept
through her leaving. He just didn’t know what it was. He shivered, hands tugging at the ties
again. Off. Off. He wanted them off.
The sudden image of Mesa, turning Sammy over his knee and reddening her ass filled his
mind and Kody relaxed, chuffed softly.
“I will, too, you know.” The ties finally gave way.
“Oh. Oh, thank you. Thank you. Mate.” He turned, needing to get his Alpha free. “You’re
her Alpha.”
“She’s going to fight me every step, baby.” Once Mesa’s hands came free, his
Yeah.
Love.
Chapter Six
Sammy woke up, and Kody and his lover were both asleep. Sound asleep and she
hummed. That’s right.
That’s right.
Sound asleep.
Resting.
She knew what she needed to do. There was something wrong here, wrong with them—
drugs, maybe, or some sexual thing she didn’t understand, but she had to run away.
When she thought the words, Mesa growled, fingers wrapping around her ankle, and she
made herself relax. Think about the moon, about sex, about sleeping.
About being so tired.
So very tired.
So heavy.
Mesa started snoring again, and she slipped to the backpacks. She knew Kody, knew he’d
have rope. God, yes. She tied Mesa’s wrists first, whispering softly to them both about how tired they were, how sleepy. Comfortable. Tired.
She didn’t have the slightest idea why it worked, but it did and she wasn’t going to
complain about it. She was losing her mind, she’d let them touch her, she’d loved it.
Loved it.
She bound Kody’s arms next, her lover so easy, so trusting. She cried as she did it,
mourning as quietly as she could. Tears fell on his skin, and he moaned in his sleep.
“I loved you, Kody, so much. I really did. I…I always will.”
He shifted, long, blond eyelashes fluttering and she shook her head, resting one finger on
his lips. “Shh. Shh. It’ll be okay now. I promise. It’ll be okay.”
She’d take herself out of the equation, make things easier.
Just run away.
* * * *
He woke up yelping, hands numb behind his back. Bound.
He scrambled to his knees, crying out, the nerves in his head screaming. Mate. Mates!
Kody thrashed, panicked, barking out his pain, his terror.
“Kody. Kody, you have to calm down.” Mesa snarled at him, but the tone snapped him
out of it a little.
“She’s gone. I’m tied down! Tied down!” He face-planted on the floor of the tent, feeling
rough bark under the nylon ripstop fabric.
“I know, baby. I’ve been trying to wake you. I thought I’d lost you for a few.” Mesa was
trying to soothe him, but he couldn’t make it stop.
He cried out, the nerves in his head raw and screaming.
“Shh. Baby. You have to breathe.”
“Mates…” He couldn’t believe she’d left them. Sammy. She’d run away.
“She doesn’t know.”
It made him laugh a little hysterically, that Mesa was defending her. Somewhere in the
back of his mind, he could hear her, telling him it would be okay now. Like this pain could be okay.
“I know.” He breathed hard, trying not to scream. “Can you untie me?”
Please? Now?
“I can if you can get around to my hands.” Mesa slid over to him.
“Okay. Okay. She left, Mesa. She left me.”
“She’s scared, Kody. She thinks you left her first. Scoot over.”
He scooted, whimpering softly, the pain in his head easing when Mesa touched him.
“That’s it, baby.” He could feel Mesa in his mind again, too. Thank God.
“I’m sorry, Mate. I’m sorry.” He’d fucked up again, so bad.
“Shh. Hush, now.” He felt Mesa’s fingers against his hands, then his wrists. The ties were
not as tight as he’d feared. He relaxed as Mesa worked at them, the panic easing a little. “Good.
Almost there.”
“Mesa. I’m sorry. You aren’t hurt?”
Mesa didn’t feel hurt. He felt solid and capable, even tied up.
“No. No, I was just sound asleep.”
“Yeah. Yeah, me too. Sleeping so hard.” There had to be a reason they had both slept
through her leaving. He just didn’t know what it was. He shivered, hands tugging at the ties
again. Off. Off. He wanted them off.
The sudden image of Mesa, turning Sammy over his knee and reddening her ass filled his
mind and Kody relaxed, chuffed softly.
“I will, too, you know.” The ties finally gave way.
“Oh. Oh, thank you. Thank you. Mate.” He turned, needing to get his Alpha free. “You’re
her Alpha.”
“She’s going to fight me every step, baby.” Once Mesa’s hands came free, his
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