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The elder wolves nodded their agreement with the beta. Trace appreciated him answering the question and making it a pack issue rather than one of his own bruised pride. Jared seemed to accept the response, especially after his alpha nodded approval at his attempt to take initiative.
“If there aren’t any more questions, please see Randy to receive your assignment on the way out. We will leave at first light, so get some sleep.”
“That goes for you, too, alpha.” The oldest member of the team was his uncle. No one else in the room would have dared to issue Trace a directive, but the alpha gave him a nod of agreement. He did need to get more sleep. He would start making stupid mistakes if he wasn’t thinking with a clear head.
Trace handed the remote to Randy on his way out, stumbling back to the bedroom of the large rental. The house was just outside the boundaries of Mariam’s former pack, allowing him to be there at a moment’s notice if she returned.
He tugged his shirt off over his head and tossed it on an armchair, not bothering to put it away properly. He untied his boots and left his pants in a puddle on the floor. Nothingmattered except taking a warm shower, and trying to get some sleep before another day of hunting for Mariam.
Trace let his mind wander and imagined that the water running down his back was Mariam’s hands caressing his. He felt his eyes shift, his wolf taking over as his fangs lengthened. He was more than ready to claim Mariam as their mate.
His cock pulsed in the steam, aching for a taste of her pussy. He groaned, thinking about how it would feel to have her squeeze her inner muscles around his shaft. He wanted to have her screaming his name while he pounded himself into her over and over again.
Trace used his hand, taking out his desperation for her on his own body. Between the heat of the shower and the image of her in his bed, it didn’t take long for him to come; he cried out in pleasure and frustration as he spilled his seed.
He should be emptying himself into her rather than down the shower drain. If only he had controlled himself and held on to her that first night at the hotel….
But none of that could be helped now. The only thing Trace could do was find her and try to keep his wolf under control, no matter how she tried to bait him.
He grabbed a towel and made quick work of drying himself. He slept naked most nights, and tonight was no exception. The alpha groaned when his dick tented the sheets again, still hungry for the woman he couldn’t have tonight.
He turned onto his side, punching the pillow in an attempt to get comfortable. Finally, he fell asleep for the first time since meeting his mate.
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It was her laugh that called to him first. She was laughing, probably joking, with another woman. Trace felt himself grin at the relaxed way she interacted with her companion.
Hello, mate, he whispered to her in their shared consciousness. Her reaction to him was already in motion before he even greeted her, as though she could sense his presence before he made himself known. Trace felt her stiffen and her heart rate increase as she walked away from her friend, slowly at first but then in a full-out run.
Mariam alternated between squinting her eyes and looking at the ground, causing him to frown and worry about her safety. Wherever she was, it was dark outside already, and walking around half-blind might cause her to injure herself.
Always running, little wolf. Where are you going in such a hurry?
More jumbling told him that she was climbing stairs, and the next thing that came into focus was a front door. He felt a rush of excitement and strained to see any identifiable information about the place she was living, but there was too much movement.
You’re doing that on purpose,He accused her gently. This much jostling and blinking wasn’t necessary; she was trying to prevent him from being able to see what she was looking at. His mate was as clever as she was beautiful.
She sighed and moved within the apartment until she stopped at a bedroom. She turned to close the door before settling on a bed alone. Finally, she opened her eyes fully, allowing Trace an unobstructed view of her surroundings.
It was a simple bedroom with a desk and chair, a dresser,and a single mirror hanging on the wall. Mariam’s gaze lowered to the bed, unintentionally showing off her long legs in the shorts she was wearing. He rumbled my approval at her appearance.
How was your day?Trace asked. Randy had made a good point; if she was scared of him, maybe he could solve that problem by showing her he was approachable and that he cared for her. Trace felt her confusion.
My day went really well. How was yours?He knew that the response was probably automatic and polite, but he couldn’t help feeling victorious that she answered.
My day was fine. I miss you, and I’ve been thinking about you.He left out that his most recent thoughts included her spread eagle on his bed and sucking his dick in the shower.
You must be sleeping,she said, changing the subject.This happened when I was napping earlier.
I am, he confirmed.This is the first time I’ve slept since we met. I would have knocked myself out cold if I knew that it meant I would be able to talk to you.
Trace felt her frown, but Mariam didn’t respond. She picked at her quilt and rolled the stray pieces of fuzz in her fingertips. he was relieved to see that wherever she was, at least she was safe in a house rather than living outdoors, but now that he could talk to her, he could make sure she had everything she needed.
Do you need any money?
She stilled at the question. He felt the thoughts shift in her mind as she tried to guess his motive in offering to help her. It was entertaining to witness her debating different possibilities and still be unable to land on a definite answer.
I want to know so I can send you some. Maybe to a bankaccount, or I could drop it off at a neutral location. I just want you to have what you need.
