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“Did you bite each other?”
It would explain why my wolf was now content… if he no longer considered her a potential mate but as someone more like a packmate, though we hadn’t given her our pack mark yet.
“No,”Flint answered, and I sat back on my haunches, overcome with relief.
Which was stupid, of course, because it was only a matter of time before they claimed each other.
Flint continued,“I’m afraid that the bite might start her heat… instantly.”
That possibility should have occurred to me before now. Fortunately, my packmates kept their wits about them.“That’s wise of you.”
I was acting more like a lovesick puppy than a pack alpha who put his people’s needs ahead of his own.
“So, let me get this straight,”Heath teased.“The mating bite might bring on her heat, but not wild, primal sex in the middle of the woods?”
Flint chuffed his amusement.“Hasn’t happened any of the previous times,”he pointed out.
I barked a sharp laugh.“True, thankfully. It would be difficult for Heath and I to protect the two of you out here during her heat. There’s only so many days the witch’s tricks will stall Ironwood.”
As though her subconscious mind recognized my brief laugh, Freya moaned and rolled over in her sleep.
“Gage,” she whispered, and her hand slipped down her pants.
“Her heat might begin soon regardless,”Heath observed across our pack bond.
But my gaze fixed on Flint. Didn’t it bother him to know that his mate dreamed of someone else while she slept? A dream that didn’t seem very chaste, from the sound of it.
Another of her moans drew all our attention, and I swear none of us breathed until she rolled back over into a deeper — and thankfully silent — sleep.
Flint’s mental chuckle startled me, drawing my attention away from his mate.
“What will you do if she goes into heat… and she begs for you?”Flint asked.
I snarled.“I should ask you that.”
Flint circled around to Freya’s other side, his snout pointed down as he regarded his sleeping mate.
Then he glanced between me and Heath.“Nothing has actually changed. She was never someone else’s fated mate. She was always ours all along.”
“She’s yours,”Heath insisted.
“No.”Flint sat back on his haunches as well.“Learning that the fated mate bond was fake has influenced her feelings toward me. She thinks I triggered her heat and therefore must be her mate.”
My confusion mingled with Heath’s as we silently stared at him.
Flint continued,“But nothing explains our feelings toward her.”
“What do you mean?”Heath’s hesitant question felt brittle. As though Flint’s answer could break him.
“Remember when I told you I thought Freya was special?”Flint asked Heath.“Hugo mentioned a wolf that didn’t shift until he was twenty-five. Maybe Freya is like that. Maybe she’sa different kind of wolf. One that shifts late… and takes more than one mate.”
It was Heath’s turn to bark a sharp laugh, the pack bond filling with incredulity.
“It would explain how three possessive alphas shared one woman,”Flint pointed out.“You both said all along that if she was really my mate, I wouldn’t be okay with sharing her with you. But perhaps my wolf spirit doesn’t mind sharing her because he already knows the truth… that when her wolf finally appears, she won’t just choose me, but all of us.”
Heath shook his head, a strangely human gesture in wolf form. “You’re… there’s… I’ve never heard of…”
My thoughts had also ground to a halt because Flint said ‘all of us.’
