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“Oh,Cole!”Ithrew myself into his arms.Asmuch asIliked hisFurForm,Iliked his human form more.MaybebecauseIwas still getting used to him as aWolf.
“Hey, baby.”Hecaught me and held me close, stroking my hair and shoulders as we pressed together. “Youdid so good,” he whispered in my ear. “I’mso proud of you!”
“Ididn’t know ifIcould do it—ifIcould face being so close to a wolf after what happened,”Itold him. “Butit helped that you kept talking to me.”
“I’venever been more glad thatIcan talk in my partiallyShiftedform,” he murmured. “MostWerescan’t, you know.Butthen, most of them don’t look like full wolves when they’re partiallyShifted.”
“Whatdo they look like?”Iasked apprehensively.
Colefrowned.
“Haveyou ever seen any of those old movies about ‘theWolfman?’It’skind of like that—they have the head and paws of a wolf and they’re covered in fur, but they can still walk on their hind legs.”
“Theysound awful!”Ishivered. “IthinkIprefer yourFurForm, even if you do look more like aWolf.”
“Those‘awful’ lookingAlphasare the ones you’ll have to let enter you if you decide to go through theChoosingCeremony, baby,”Coletold me seriously. “Youwouldn’t have to look at them, if you didn’t want to, but you’d have to let their cocks into your pussy—at least a little way.Themain thing is to not get into breeding position and open yourself for the knot until you feel the rightWerebehind you.”
“Meaningyou, big brother.”Ilooked up at him longingly. “Itsounds awful, butIthinkI’dbe willing to do it if only we could be together for good.”
“Idon’t even know ifI’dbe allowed to get in the line to breed you, baby,” he said seriously. “Letalone claim you as my mate.Therules are relaxed during aChoosingCeremonybutI’venever seen a brother breed his own little sister.”Hesighed. “No,Ithink the best thing we can do is rush the door when they come in here and then get away together.Wecan go someplace that no one knows us and live as a mated couple there.”
“Butthat means giving up your place asPackmaster!”Iprotested. “YourDadraisedyou for that position,Cole!It’syours by right.”
“I’drather have you than bePackmasterof the biggestPackin the world, baby.”Hekissed me tenderly and stoked my hair. “Sojust stay close behind me when the door starts to open.I’llShiftand we’ll get the hell out of here.Youcan ride on my back andI’llget us someplace safe—okay?”
Inodded.
“Okay, big brother.Whateveryou say.”
Colegrinned and kissed me again.
“YouknowIlove when you call me that, but we’re going to have to think of something else once we move on to anotherPack.”
“Iguess so.”Isighed and snuggled against him. “Idon’t mind—as long as we can get away from here together,I’llcall you anything you want.”
ButasIsnuggled close toCole’sbroad chest,Ihad no idea that our plans to get away were going to end in disaster.
16
DELILAH
Whenthe door finally opened, it was well past nightfall.ColeandIhad been snuggling on the mattress andIwas just wondering ifIought to ask him toShiftto hisFurFormand lick me again.Itseemed like maybe hisAlphacompounds were wearing off, because my breasts had filled with nectar once more and my pussy was beginning to feel empty and achy, like it needed to be filled.
Butall those thoughts were driven out of my mind whenIheard the rattle of the heavy silver chain being unlocked.
Colesprang to his feet at once andShiftedalmost beforeIcould blink.Butthe next minute the door creaked open and three shotgun barrels were staring us straight in the face.
“Don’tmove!”ItwasRickter, sighting down the barrel of the shotgun at us.Therewere two otherAlphaswith him and one of them wasKurt—Cole’ssecond in command.
Colewas snarling, his upper lip drawn back to show sharp, white fangs.Heput himself between me and the shotguns, but our way out of the cabin was clearly blocked.
“Yeah, go ahead and rush me,”Ricktertaunted, clearly seeing whatColehad planned. “There’ssilver shot in all of these guns—we’ll blow a hole right through you!Ofcourse, youmightbe able to heal—being such a bigAlphaand all.Buthow do you think your little sister will feel ifIblow a hole right throughhermidsection?”
Thatstopped both of us cold.
“Youwouldn’t dare,”Colesnapped, his voice a low, guttural growl. “I’myourPackmaster—it’s a crime punishable by death to wound or kill your ownPackmasteror any of his kin.”
“Well, isn’t it a shame thatI’vealready done that several times, then?”Ricktersneered.
