eyes. “So, what do you think of your mother-in-law?”
He growled in disgust, tossing her over his shoulder. The damage to his back had already begun to heal, his shifter metabolism further boosted by their mating bond. Their bags rested against the portal door, Rekkus having tossed them through before the portal closed. He gathered them in one hand, his other resting possessively on her ass.
“Let’s find an inn for the night, so I can show you what happens when you keep secrets from me, mi tesoro, ” he growled, no heat in his words. Laughing so hard, she almost bounced right off his shoulder. He tightened his grip, flexing his fingers against the ripe cheek beneath it.
Her laughter faded, her smoke-and-spice arousal ripening the air. “I cannot wait, my love.”
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A Mate’s Redeeming Touch by Merryn Dexter
Chapter One
A force of nature, more power than grace, the gray wolf pounded through the trees. His scent overlaid the familiar route, providing a territorial marker and guiding his passage. He twisted through the towering pines, sending a shower of pebbles flying as he loped up an incline and down toward a clearing in the trees.
The click of his claws on the stones, the whisper of the breeze through the trees, and the splash of water in the nearby river were the only sounds. Birds and other forest dwellers fell silent in his path, and his tongue lolled out in a grin as he barreled along. Top of the food chain, predator elite, no creature in the vicinity could offer him challenge. He was magnificent, a dominant in his prime, the undisputed master of his surroundings, king of all he survey….
“Hey, kiddo.”
The wolf drew up so sharply, his rear paws collapsed beneath him, leaving him sitting like a fucking lapdog at the feet of Gee Rivermoon, bear shifter, enigma, and one huge burr in his fur. At six foot seven, Gee was one of the very few men associated with the Tao pack who over-topped him in his two-legged form.
The wolf had very little time for two-legs these days. He could patrol more efficiently as a wolf. Two-legs had an annoying habit of talking, something he preferred to avoid in either of his forms. The bear gave him a look he recognized all too well from his wayward youth. Gee had something to say, and he’d better damn well listen.
“We need to talk, Ven.”
Being right sucked ass. The wolf growled and retreated a few steps from the huge shifter.
“Shift.” Gee spoke softly, but his thick arms were folded in a take-no-nonsense stance. The wolf curled a lip and growled his defiance again, making sure to be out of swiping range first in case the bear decided he’d pushed his luck. A sharp scent caught his attention, and his head whipped around to face the new threat. A large reddish wolf paced from beneath the pines, the flecks of gold in his thick fur catching the sun as he prowled closer. Ven shifted his position until he could watch both the bear and the approaching wolf. The Enforcer had come for him.
He was royally fucked. Wolf burger with a side order of those nasty fried pickles Gee loved to dish up in his bar.
Lowering his massive bulk, he adopted a stance close enough to deferential to get away with it. Tension vibrated through him as he braced for the first sign of attack. A shimmer in the air caught him off guard as the reddish wolf transformed into his human form. Why would he shift to a weaker form if he’s come to kill me?
Ryker rose to his feet, long black hair drifting gently in the breeze doing nothing to soften the stark planes of his face. The blunt features and black eyes spoke of their shared Native American heritage, but the Enforcer was no brother to Ven. Angling his body to mirror Gee’s, face expressionless, Ryker spoke a single word.
“Shift.”
The dominance in the command rolled across the open space toward him,
He growled in disgust, tossing her over his shoulder. The damage to his back had already begun to heal, his shifter metabolism further boosted by their mating bond. Their bags rested against the portal door, Rekkus having tossed them through before the portal closed. He gathered them in one hand, his other resting possessively on her ass.
“Let’s find an inn for the night, so I can show you what happens when you keep secrets from me, mi tesoro, ” he growled, no heat in his words. Laughing so hard, she almost bounced right off his shoulder. He tightened his grip, flexing his fingers against the ripe cheek beneath it.
Her laughter faded, her smoke-and-spice arousal ripening the air. “I cannot wait, my love.”
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A Mate’s Redeeming Touch by Merryn Dexter
Chapter One
A force of nature, more power than grace, the gray wolf pounded through the trees. His scent overlaid the familiar route, providing a territorial marker and guiding his passage. He twisted through the towering pines, sending a shower of pebbles flying as he loped up an incline and down toward a clearing in the trees.
The click of his claws on the stones, the whisper of the breeze through the trees, and the splash of water in the nearby river were the only sounds. Birds and other forest dwellers fell silent in his path, and his tongue lolled out in a grin as he barreled along. Top of the food chain, predator elite, no creature in the vicinity could offer him challenge. He was magnificent, a dominant in his prime, the undisputed master of his surroundings, king of all he survey….
“Hey, kiddo.”
The wolf drew up so sharply, his rear paws collapsed beneath him, leaving him sitting like a fucking lapdog at the feet of Gee Rivermoon, bear shifter, enigma, and one huge burr in his fur. At six foot seven, Gee was one of the very few men associated with the Tao pack who over-topped him in his two-legged form.
The wolf had very little time for two-legs these days. He could patrol more efficiently as a wolf. Two-legs had an annoying habit of talking, something he preferred to avoid in either of his forms. The bear gave him a look he recognized all too well from his wayward youth. Gee had something to say, and he’d better damn well listen.
“We need to talk, Ven.”
Being right sucked ass. The wolf growled and retreated a few steps from the huge shifter.
“Shift.” Gee spoke softly, but his thick arms were folded in a take-no-nonsense stance. The wolf curled a lip and growled his defiance again, making sure to be out of swiping range first in case the bear decided he’d pushed his luck. A sharp scent caught his attention, and his head whipped around to face the new threat. A large reddish wolf paced from beneath the pines, the flecks of gold in his thick fur catching the sun as he prowled closer. Ven shifted his position until he could watch both the bear and the approaching wolf. The Enforcer had come for him.
He was royally fucked. Wolf burger with a side order of those nasty fried pickles Gee loved to dish up in his bar.
Lowering his massive bulk, he adopted a stance close enough to deferential to get away with it. Tension vibrated through him as he braced for the first sign of attack. A shimmer in the air caught him off guard as the reddish wolf transformed into his human form. Why would he shift to a weaker form if he’s come to kill me?
Ryker rose to his feet, long black hair drifting gently in the breeze doing nothing to soften the stark planes of his face. The blunt features and black eyes spoke of their shared Native American heritage, but the Enforcer was no brother to Ven. Angling his body to mirror Gee’s, face expressionless, Ryker spoke a single word.
“Shift.”
The dominance in the command rolled across the open space toward him,
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