Page 1 of Throne of Wolves


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Chapter 1

Kyle

I woke up hot and sweaty, the smell of sex in my nose. I threw back the covers and thanked the heavens for fresh, cold air as I stumbled to the plush bathroom to take a leak. I shook my head and chuckled softly to myself as the activities of the night before played over in my mind.

Xander, Michael and I had all finally made love to our beautiful mate. It had been the most phenomenal night of my life. I’d always hoped that if, or when, I ever met my fated mate, the connection between us would be fantastic. But I’d never really thought about what it would mean for that fate-guided level of love and intensity to flow through to the physical.

Because, fuck me, sex with Monique had been intense. I’d never cum so hard. My orgasm had been ripped out of me, taking a part of my soul with it. But from the moment I’d stopped shuddering, I’d felt the difference within. The part of me that had been torn away had been replaced withher.

This morning, right this very minute, I felt more connected, more content, more in love, and morecomplete, than I had ever felt in my life.

I flushed, washed my hands and headed back to the bedroom, stopping to stare down at my new family.

All of them were still fast asleep. Monique lay in the middle of the bed, between Xander and Michael. She was lying on her back and the men were both facing her, their hands possessively lying across different parts of her body.

I waited for my wolf to respond, to get all snarly and annoyed, but there was nothing except a contented purr within my heart. Amongst us guys, I was definitely the odd one out when it came to jealousy.

If I’d had the choice, would I have chosen to share my mate with two other guys? Hell no. Had I dreamed of my wife sleeping with two other men? Of course not.

But did this feel natural and normal? Honestly, looking at the three people in the bed... Yes, it did.

But it wasn’t up to me anyway. Fate had tied us to Monique, and and her to us, and she was clearly happy. That was the most important thing.

Was this foursome the best way forward for Monique to create the family she wanted to build? Absolutely. More men for the beautiful little witch meant more love, more support, and more protection.

And boy, were we going to need protection, given the powerful warlock who would likely soon be after us. Thank God Michael had decided to stay with us for now. I didn’t know how we were going to win in a fight against someone like the high warlock. And he would come for us. That was obvious.

Monique groaned and moved, stretching in the bed like a cat.

Michael grabbed for her naked body, pulling her close, while Xander groaned, arched his back and rolled out of bed.

“Hey.” He greeted me as he wandered past, looking like a stoned bear. He was always like that in the mornings.

I slipped into bed in the warm space Xander had left, and grabbed for my mate’s body. “Good morning, beautiful.” She was all softness and curves, warm flesh and happy sighs.

She turned her head and offered her lips to me. I took advantage, swooping down to kiss her while she was still adorably sleepy.

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