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Sure enough, I heard the door downstairs open and close. Unfortunately, it was enough to wake Freya. As though she had a sixth sense for hard cocks, her eyes instantly fell on Heath’s member.

He grinned, stroking himself in front of her as she wet her lips.

“I hope you’re done talking, because I’ve got an important job to do,” Heath gave himself another stroke before winking at me.

Stupidly, I realized I’d been staring at the mesmerizing motion of his hand on himself. I tore my gaze away.

“Of course. Get to work.”

Heath chuckled as I exited the room. Behind me, the headboard of the bed started rhythmically hitting the wall.

“Show-off,” I muttered.

By the time I reached the front door, Flint had already shed his sling bag. Completely nude, he nodded to me on his way up to the bedroom.

The full moon awaited me, but knowing the two of them got to be with her made it hard for me to leave the safehouse. But no way would I leave my pack vulnerable in unfamiliar territory.

Normally, Flint would’ve waited until I came outside to relieve him before coming in. But he’d howled, and apparently no one had showed up to challenge him. I’d smelled no blood on him, so he must have decided the area was clear of other wolves. It didn’t matter; I would do a perimeter check, anyway. And if I came upon a rogue alpha who’d scented Freya’s heat…

At the thought of a fight, my wolf stirred. He loved a good fight, especially when it came to protecting the pack and proving himself a capable pack alpha.

Protect mates,he growled as I shifted.

I startled, confused at why he would say mates instead of mate. It was impossible to mishear his internal words.

But now that I’d finally given him control, he broke into an all-out run, taking over from me and pushing my human thoughts aside. His euphoria at being under the full moon became mine, and our soul entwined into one. I raced up asloped rock and caught sight of the round Full Harvest Moon hanging in the pre-dawn sky.

A howl tore from my throat, and in that moment, I knew true elation. I was a powerful alpha wolf shifter. I’d been chosen to see Freya through her heat. And I was the pack alpha of the Howling Echo.

No one dared challenge me.

Chapter 21

Flint

Freya crawled across the bed to me, moaning with pure need. Gage and I were already spent from satisfying her just a few minutes earlier, but she was ravenous. Unfortunately, since it was nighttime and we weren’t in safe territory, Heath was on watch, prowling the perimeter.

“Should I get Heath for you, moonbeam?” I croaked.

She’d drained me dry repeatedly for the past five days, and even with all three of us to please her, she’d wanted more. That three alphas were no match for her proved she wasn’t meant to have three mates, but four — we needed Rowan.

She'd never be satisfied without him. We rarely got her to eat or sleep. In the few calm moments when she drifted off, she often moaned his name.

“Fuck me,” she begged.

Gage caught her around the waist before she could reach me, then threw her down on her back. He wasn’t hard at all, but he buried his face between her thighs, making her scream and beg and cry for more. Then he filled her with his fingers until her body shuddered with release… again and again. I watched him make her come five times back to back as I played with her nipples and wished I could rise to the occasion.

But fingers alone weren’t enough for her. Her wolf spirit was strong and insatiable.

“I’ll switch with Heath,” Gage growled before licking his fingers clean. “Stay with her.”

I heard him rush down the stairs and burst through the front door. Since we’d pulled the drapes tightly over the window for Freya’s benefit, I couldn’t see his wolf charge across the clearing to the forest, but my wolf spirit imagined it for me.

It had been a relief to take my turn at watch yesterday, the night of the Harvest Moon. I’d never spent so much time indoors on a full moon night, but for Freya, it was worth it. My wolf spirit had been difficult to please — he wanted to run with his mate, not leave her behind during her heat.

Freya’s needy moan brought me back to the present, and I took over where Gage had left off. Her voice was rough as she moaned, and I brought her to orgasm twice more before trying to convince her to sip some juice.

“Drink,” I ordered with my alpha command, not that it did any good with her.

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