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“There is. I’m part of it. Every shifter in town is. There are also a lot of packs nearby.”
“Is this just like an Alaska thing?” She asks, and I shake my head.
“No, there are shifters and packs all over. Some shifters don’t belong to packs, but for the most part, we do.”
She nods, looking far away.
“I’m a black bear, but there are grizzly bears, polar bears, wolves, coyotes, rabbits, foxes, basically any animal.”
“Is there like… a pecking order?”
“Every pack has an Alpha, a leader. Usually, it’s a wolf or bear, some kind of apex predator.”
“Are you the Alpha here?” She asks me, and I shake my head.
“No, Aspen Ridge Pack has four Alphas since there’s so much land. They live in town. Technically, Niko is kind of like my Alpha because he’s the leader of the Mountain Rescue Unit.”
She nods, seeming to be more at ease with the subject. I swallow hard because I know I’m about to throw her for a loop again.
“Shifters also have mates. Fated mates,” I clarify.
“Cameron mentioned that. She said that you can smell me?”
“Yeah, you smell amazing,” I tell her, my mouth practically drooling as I take another deep breath.
“Do humans not smell good to you?”
“Certain scents or perfumes can smell good, but it’s more than that. You smell better than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s a certain thing our animals can smell. They react to it, but it only happens when we meet our fated mate.”
“How do you know you won’t meet someone who smells better?” She asks.
“It doesn’t work that way. You are the only one for me. There will never be anyone else. Ever,” I promise her.
She stares at me, and I stuff my hands into my pants pockets so I don’t reach for her. I want her so bad, but I need her to want me too. I need her to agree to be mine, to be my mate.
“You’re mine, Frankie. You were fated to be with me. Only mine.”
“And you?” She asks.
“I will only ever be yours.”
My bear paws at me, wanting me to go to her, to hold her in my arms and make her see how perfect we are together.
“I feel… I don’t know. I’ve felt so weird all day,” she admits, and I nod.
I had wondered if humans could feel the mating heat, too, and I guess I have my answer. My eyes rake down her lush, curvy body, taking in her pebbled nipples straining against the soft material of her shirt and the way she keeps licking her lips and pressing her thick thighs together in need.
Yeah, she can feel it.
“It’s the full moon. It’s the mating heat,” I explain.
“I’ve never been with anyone,” she whispers, and my knees almost buckle.
My bear urges me to go to her and claim her, but I need to make sure that she understands and wants this.
“Do you want me, mate?” I ask her, my voice coming out low and growly as my bear pushes forward.
She nods, her pupils dilating as she looks at me. I can smell her lust, and my bear and I both lick our lips.
