Wesley [Resistant Omegas 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)

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Authors: Joyee Flynn
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sorry, why do you think pushing me now will help your case? Because you guys want to feel better from the guilt of what you’ve done. Yeah, that just screams all about me since I’m the one you hurt. Take your guilt and your drama and shove them up your asses. I want to be left alone.”
    They didn’t get a chance to answer if they were going to because Adam came running over with a woman I couldn’t really see.
    “Sorry it took so long. The doc said it would be better to get human baby formula since wolves need the extra protein like we do as carnivores versus veggie eaters like cows.”
    “I need to read her energy before I trust her with the pups,” I said cautiously, picking them up into my arms and holding them close to me.
    “Adam explained to me how that worked for you. I’m okay with it,” the stranger replied. She knelt in front of me with a bag of supplies and leaned in, giving me a quick kiss.
    “Mike’s a lucky guy,” I giggled as she came into focus visually and with my powers. “You’re gorgeous and you’re a very moral, well-rounded person.” She really was. Long black hair that was so thick and full, with big, soft blue eyes that almost changed color as you looked at them. She was familiar to me as if I’d felt her mind before when I heard her thoughts.
    “You’re not so bad yourself.” She opened the bag and started handing things to Adam with instructions. Then she reached for one of the pups and I held him out. “I’m going to give them a quick look over to make sure they weren’t injured when the mom was killed.”
    “Sister. You’re Harkin’s sister. That’s why your energy threw me.” I glanced over to the man I already cared about more than I should, especially given how much they’d all hurt me. Sure enough he had the same thick hair, though much shorter, and light blue eyes. Same nose too.
    “Yup, I claim relation to the big lug. I’m a few years younger and much better looking though.”
    “Of course,” I agreed immediately with a smirk. She finished her exam on one and we traded pups. Then Adam finished whatever with the formula and handed me the bottle.
    “Okay, they’re both healthy, scared and shaking but that’s understandable given what they’ve been through. Now we need to talk options,” she said gently. I raised an eyebrow at her. “This isn’t like keeping a puppy, Wesley.”
    “I know that,” I replied, rolling my eyes to let her know I fully knew it was a duh statement. “Besides not being able to lactate for them to eat I know a lot about wolves, Stacy.”
    “Right, but knowing and being able to do it are two very different things. You can’t just feed them even when they’re off the formula unless you’re going to keep them as domesticated pets or something. You have to teach them how to hunt.”
    “Then good thing I can turn into a wolf.” I gave her a wink. “I know this won’t be easy. I’ll need your help for sure and probably Adam’s if he’s willing at times since he can help them in wolf form.”
    “Ours but not theirs?” she asked, nodding to the three men I knew were still behind me.
    “No, they suck and I don’t trust them with the pups since apparently I’m not trustworthy to them.”
    “Okay then,” she drawled, shaking her head. “I’m going to write down instructions for you about feeding them to start with. They’re old enough to not need constant care, but pretty close. And good luck trying to potty train them. They’re wild animals after all.”
    “Nah, I figured I’d feed them and then fence a small area behind the house where I could lay some blankets down, shift, and let them get used to me as if I was their dad in the wild.”
    “Good plan,” she agreed. She explained a few more things to me, handing me what she’d already written out. “That’s the only formula we could find from a guest who left it behind. You’re going to have to get more sometime tomorrow.”
    “I can’t drive,” I

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