Page 102 of Wolf Unseen

It had been way too long, and now that I’d found her, I knew why my cock had refused to respond to Camilla the last time we hooked up. My wolf had known our mate was out there.

A small part of my brain reminded me the hybrid had triggered the same reaction, but I ignored it. A male mate wasn’t on the cards. My attraction to Riley Scott was a mistake. Even if Tobias and Tank seemed to think otherwise.

“Tell me your name,” I ground out as the little female panted in my arms, no longer struggling to free herself.

“I…I…can’t,” she gasped. The pendant she wore around her neck—a small silver charm—glinted in the light cast through the open doorway. It was a simple teardrop design, but the engravings on the surface triggered a latent memory.

Runes.

Why would a female wolf shifter be wearing a rune-marked pendant? Was she working with the witches?

“Please,” the female moaned. I gritted my teeth, fighting the demands of the mate bond.

“Tell me your name,” I demanded, circling her clit with my thumb. She cried out as she fell apart in my arms, her release flooding her thighs. The sweet smell of her shattered what remained of my control, and before I could stop myself, I’d plunged inside her.

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Riley

Having sex with Tate Montes was utter insanity!

Except it was too late for regrets.

I couldn’t stop my orgasm. Tate’s touch triggered a release so powerful I almost passed out. And that was before he’d even entered me.

The alpha made my underwhelming encounters with human males seem utterly pointless. Their fumbling touches had done nothing for me, whereas Tate seemed to know exactly what I needed.

My cries echoed around the small room, bouncing off the stone walls, but before I could catch my breath, Tate had thrust inside me. Stars, the alpha was big. So fucking big it hurt.

I tried pushing him away, but he growled. Harder and faster he rutted into me, pushing us both to an inevitable completion. My cries filled the room, and when he sank his teeth into my neck, it triggered a second release. My incisors sharpened in response, and before I could overthink it, I’d bitten him in return. Blood filled my mouth as his cock swelled inside me. He roared before flooding me with his cum, and then something magical sparked to life in my chest.

A mate bond snapped into place, connecting us with a glowing golden thread.

Mate. My wolf howled her excitement and joy at finding her soul-bonded mate while I froze in shock, unable to process what the fuck had just happened.

I couldn’t be Tate’s soul-bonded mate!

Not when the evidence pointed to him being linked to my sister’s disappearance.

The bite mark on my neck hurt like a bitch, but the throbbing ache deep inside my core hurt even more. Now that the high of two powerful orgasms had faded, the biting cold air, combined with being fucked by an extremely well-endowed alpha wolf, was causing a lot of discomfort.

Emotionally as well as physically.

Letting an alpha wolf screw me was beyond stupid. Worse still, Tate Montes was the prime suspect in my sister’s disappearance. Even if he hadn’t directly hurt her, he was almost certainly involved. The pack alpha’s beta was with her shortly before she went missing, so Tate must know something.

The bond linking us tugged painfully when Tate pulled away from me. I noted how he refused to meet my eyes now that the mating frenzy had faded. No doubt, like me, he was having doubts about this ill-advised union.

Stars, he had no clue who he’d just tied himself to. My fingers reached for the pendant resting between my breasts as my thoughts ran riot. How could I possibly explain who I was?

He’d lose his shit once he realized I was the irritating male hybrid wolf his two friends were obsessed with.

“I need to know your name,” he said as his cum trickled down my thighs. Thank fuck I had a contraceptive implant because the thought of an unwanted pregnancy made me want to vomit.

Then again, did human implants even work against shifter sperm? Stars. I was in so much trouble.

“Mae,” I replied, giving him my middle name. I silently prayed it was close enough to the truth that he didn’t smell my lie.

“Your hair…” He leaned in to touch my hair that was now matted from wearing a wig as well as my flight through the forest. “It reminds me of…someone.”