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Once the excitement died down, everyone finished their meals. And a few left the table, leaving the three of us and Alpha Radolph.
Griffin spoke with Alpha Radolph about his pack. He was aware of the things they did, but Griffin assured him he didn’t condone those hideous acts. It was why he left.
Alpha Radolph said, “Sometimes, we must leave the pack we were born into. I know. I left my pack many years ago. That was when I met Koda, and he quickly became my best friend. Sometimes, leaving is the best thing for us.”
“How ironic,” I said, and they both turned to face me. “You and Cassian used to be good friends. You left your pack and now you’re basically a part of his. Although, I think Sam would have a nuclear meltdown if you became beta.” I chuckled at the thought.
Griffin said, “Nah, I’m not part of their pack. I’m just a rogue who happens to be working with them to achieve a common goal—getting rid of Samara.”
“I don’t know, Grif,” I answered, shaking my head. “I think you’re more part of the pack than a rogue. And I think Cassian would agree with me.”
“About what?” Cassian asked, shoving his phone into his back pocket—he’d been checking on the pack again.
“Nothing,” Griffin said, answering before I could even open my mouth. “So, are you guys ready to head off to bed? It’s been a long day.”
Why was Griffin so insistent on being a rogue? And why did he want to avoid the topic around Cassian? Did he really want to be a rogue? I doubted, but until he was ready to talk about it, I wasn’t going to force him. Besides, we had more pressing matters to deal with. For now, he was a part of the pack, whether he liked it or not. As was I. At that realization, I understood his reluctance to belong to a pack he wasn’t born into.
Alpha Radolph walked us to our room. “I hope you don’t mind, but you’ll have to share a room. We have some cots we can bring out, so you aren’t all crammed in the bed. Though, I guess it doesn’t matter too much since you pups will be going through the change soon.” The room was small and a bit cramped, but it had a bed and dresser. Really, the bed was all I cared about, and I was grateful he was letting us stay.
He brought the cots anyway and left us for the night, telling Cassian and Griffin to be in the village center by 11:30. “That’s when we start lockdown.”
I flopped onto the bed, the exhaustion taking over my body. My limbs felt heavy and restless at the same time, a weird combination that made my feet bounce while my arms laid limp.
The bed sank down when Griffin sat beside me, stretching his legs and resting his head against his arm.
I wanted to lean into his touch, to feel his warm embrace wrap around me. But Cassian was there. Knowing that he would see my affection toward Griffin was uncomfortable, and I didn’t want to be too loving, as if we were showing off. But I didn’t want to hold back, either.
Navigating this whole “two mates” thing was hard. But there was no way I could ever choose between them. Not now. Not after my feelings for them had grown so much.
Cassian climbed into the bed on the other side of me. His and Griffin’s feet hung over the edge—they were so tall—while mine didn’t even reach the bottom. His hand brushed through my hair gently as he brought my attention from Griffin’s side to his.
Being wedged between them felt… natural. Comfortable. If they were anyone else, I would’ve been ready to leave the room, overcome with awkwardness. But not with them. Not with my guys.
Griffin’s hand rested on my waist as he whispered in my ear, “I wish wolf boy weren’t here. I’d have you all to myself.” His hot breath sent a tingle through my limbs, igniting the fire within me. My hands felt warm, my fingertips heated with the flame that wanted so badly to come out and play—to let him have all of me.
Heat pooled in my belly, feeling his hand so close to the other areas I wished he would explore. And when Griffin began kissing my neck, I closed my eyes, tilting my head to let him go deeper, further.
With my head tilted, I faced Cassian, and he wasted no time joining in. His lips brushed against mine, gentle at first but quickly turning passionate as he opened his mouth, sliding his tongue against mine.
I moaned softly against him, sending them both into a fury of desire and lust. Griffin’s kisses trailed along my neck, down to my collarbone and shoulder. Cassian’s mouth invaded mine in the most exquisitely wonderful way, making my toes curl and insides melt like butter.
How had this happened? I was between two men, both mated to me but not mated to me—though that may change quickly with how things were headed. It was like a fantasy come to life. For a moment, I felt… normal. You know, aside from being between two guys. But I felt like a typical 21-year-old, making out with her boyfriends.
Though calling them my boyfriends felt too simple. And weird. We’d never officially claimed a label, but we were mated and obviously not interested in anyone else.
I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped from my lips. Their heads popped up at the same time, Cassian’s dark hair was disheveled, while Griffin’s pale cheeks were rosy.
“I’m sorry, it’s just funny,” I confessed, covering my face with my hands to hide my embarrassment. “I’ve wanted so long for you to be my boyfriend, Cass. And now look at us!” I giggled some more, feeling so foolish for breaking up such a moment for this.
Cassian pulled my hands away, his eyes boring into my soul as he stared at me with a cute expression on his face. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted to be your boyfriend? How many times have I had to hold back when I wanted to kiss you or tell you how I feel?”
I shook my head, and he leaned forward to kiss me. When he pulled away, he answered, “A long time.”
“It’s true,” Griffin shrugged. “I remember when we used to be friends, he’d tell me all about the human girl he was gaga over. Who’d have ever thought you’d be mates?”
“All of us,” I corrected, giving Griffin’s lips a peck. “I’m sorry, this must be so silly. I mean, we were in the middle of making out, and I started laughing.” I covered my face again, my voice muffled as I said, “What’s wrong with me?”
“Don’t worry about it, Em,” Cassian said, linking his fingers with mine. “We’re used to you being silly.”
