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If you had told me that night that, sixteen moons later, I’d be taking the same path with a pep in my step, a smile on my face, and a finalized bond leading me to my mate, I would’ve thought you were nuts. That I was never going to be Ryker Wolfson’s mate.
I’ve never been so damn happy to be wrong.
I let myself into the den with a lot less aggression than I did that time. Another distinct difference? When I walk into the den, Ryker’s the only one inside. He’s sitting at his desk—just like then—but his head shoots up as I enter.
He’s so fucking gorgeous. You’d think I’d be used to this male looking at me like that, but it’s still enough to have my heart racing whenever he does.
And, Luna, he’s all mine.
“Hey.”
I give my head the tiniest of clearing shakes. “Hey.”
He glances at the clock on the wall. “You weren’t gone long.”
Nope. This might’ve been a long time coming, but I decided it was best to treat it like ripping off a band-aid: get it over quick so that it hurts less.
I shrug, still a little in shock that I did it at all. Between Ryker’s rugged beauty and my not-so-impulsive decision, I’m a bit rocked right now. “Yeah. I just got back. I figured I’d let you know.”
Ryker lifts his eyebrows. From the look on his face, I can tell that he thinks something’s up, but he’s keeping his suspicions to himself for now. “Perfect timing, sweetheart. I was just about to get started on dinner. You ready to eat?”
I’m a shifter. I’m always ready to eat. And even if cooking is one of the few things that don’t come easily to my Alpha mate, I love how he stubbornly insists on feeding me. To our kind of supe, there’s no better way to show your love than to feed your mate.
Which, of course, is why I made a pitstop on the way back up the mountain.
“I’m glad you didn’t start yet. I picked up a pizza for us to share.” I wait a moment, making my eyes sparkle mischievously as I add, “Sausage and onion.”
His lips twitch. “Your favorite.”
“You know it.”
He does, too. It was the first meal he brought to me, back when he was trying to court me and I wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. He broke into my room in Aleks’s apartment, leaving behind flowers and a steaming slice of sausage and onion pizza. Knowing his intentions, I kept the flowers and decided to chuck the pizza in the trash. To eat it was signaling that I accepted his pursuit of me.
I didn’t. In fact, I caught sight of him on the fire escape before I even made it to the kitchen. He egged me on, and I tossed the plate with the untouched slice on it like it was a freaking frisbee.
It only seemed fitting that tonight, of all nights, I brought him pizza.
“You wanna eat now?”
The heat in his golden eyes is a sure sign that Ryker is pretty freaking hungry—and not necessarily for food—but he nods anyway. “I was just finishing up in here anyway. Should we eat in the kitchen?”
When he’s in the den, any and all packmates have an open invitation to meet with Ryker. As soon as he moves to another room in the Alpha’s cabin, it’s a sign that he wants privacy. And the kitchen is so much closer to the bedroom than the den is…
My shifter’s eyes light up, matching the hunger in his. “I’ll grab the pizza from my Jeep and meet you there.”
* * *
It’sa good thing that cold pizza is almost as good as the fresh stuff.
I was already starving when I made it back to Accalia. The scent of the sausage, onions, and bubbling cheese taunted me the entire drive. I couldn’t wait to dig in, but when Ryker Wolfson looks at you like you’re tastier than pizza, you throw yourself at him and start shredding clothes without a second thought.
Now that we worked up an even heartier appetite, the two of us are sitting in bed, bare-ass naked and thrumming as we quickly demolish the pie. Ryker wrung three orgasms out of me before he let himself finish, pride pouring off of him when he eventually remembered that I left the pizza box on the kitchen table and left to get it. He came back bearing the pizza like a hunter returning with his kill, nuzzling me out of my post-coital coma so that I could have the first slice.
Once I do, he takes one. Less than five minutes later, the whole pie is gone. I’m full, I’ve been fucked boneless, and Ryker is staring at my boobs like he’s ready for round two.
I toss a crumpled napkin at him.
His head jerks up, meeting my gaze. He’s not even a little ashamed I caught him staring, but why would he be? I’m his. I’ve always been his.
