Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 121871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Sweet bunny heaven, it’s happening. I start to smile, happy to feel the mating heat finally begin. But then realization dawns on me, and something is very wrong. Did they all just say I was theirs? The three erections attached to the three wolves are all for me?
I glance at them, trying to look at the situation in a new light. All three are wildly handsome, and freaking gigantic, like most wolf shifters. The one with dark green eyes catches my gaze, and it causes my breath to catch. Then I glance to the one standing closer to me with the blackest hair I’ve ever seen, and his stare is exactly the same. I look over to the third one with wild blond hair, and he’s so intense I feel my knees shake. His eyes come to mine and I watch gold start to bleed into them. It’s hypnotizing being the sole focus of these three large shifters, but my bunny is melting into a puddle of need.
The air that’s passing around us is charged with electricity. If I didn’t know better, I’d say lightning just landed. But this only lasts for a moment as the wolves begin to growl at one another.
Fear creeps in as they square off against each other, and I have no idea what’s going to happen. They clearly think I’m theirs, but my bunny is really confused.
“You’re scaring her,” the one closest to me bites out. His arm comes up to shield me from view, and then he moves to stand in front of me.
“Don’t block me from my mate,” I hear another bark.
I take a step back as old memories flood back.
“Everyone needs to take a breath,” one says, but all I hear are growls.
My heart is out of control, and I think fast. I take my chance, and while they’re distracted I shift. I drop to the ground, easily hidden under my clothes, and wiggle my way out of them. I’m hoping the white snow will not only keep me hidden, but also hide my tracks.
“I’ve feel like I’m coming out of my skin, Finn. Move out of the way. I’ve gotta touch her or something. I’m going to lose it.”
With those words, I turn and take off as fast as I can. I don’t even know which one of them is really my mate. It can’t really be all three. Can it? After getting a good look at them while they were about to come to blows, I’m not sure I could choose. Something about each of them calls to me, which is bad, really bad. You only desire your mate and never another until the day you die.
Guilt nags at me as I move as fast as I can through the thick snow. My feet dig in as I hop away from my mate, and my heart feels like it’s breaking. My body is screaming at me to stop, but my mind is the one in control at the moment. My whole life I’ve waited to find my mate, and the second it happens, I run. My bunny is sobbing, and I’m not far behind. But fear has me on the move and I can’t go back now.
Flashes of the last time I was chased by wolves dart through my mind. I’d gone too far from my old pack’s border. I was always too curious for my own good as a kit, and my dad used to warn me not to stray. He would say that I’d get in trouble one day, and he’d been right.
Wolves love to chase rabbits. Well, asshole ones anyway. I’d heard stories that it’s an actual itch and they have to stop themselves from scratching it when they see one. Ever since that night I’m careful to not shift around others that aren’t my own.
I barely made it back to pack land before they nearly had me by the end of my tail. After that incident, I didn’t even venture out of the house for a week. I’d learned my lesson. It’s why I’m always a little timid around wolves at first. Even when I came to Gray Ridge it took me a long time to get used to the wolves I’d met. I think I warmed to Ruby first because she’s a human married to a shifter. The town is mixed, with all types of shifters, and everyone seems to get along. Well, unless mates get involved.
All those emotions from before come flooding back as I run through the woods.
But as my little paws dig into the fresh powder snow, the loudest howl I’ve ever heard in my life breaks through the woods, causing my ears to shrink. If the ground wasn’t already covered, it would have shaken from the sound.
I stop hopping and stand still. The need to run back pulls strong on my heart as my mate calls for me. I have to go to him. I take a step in the direction I came from. I’d either gotten pretty far away before they’d noticed I was gone, or I’d run like hell. But as I move toward the sound, more howls break out and those call to me, too. I know immediately that the howls are from three different wolves. I don’t know how I can tell each one apart as they ring out together, but I feel it.