LOGINDAMON
I’m about two seconds away from throwing every single one of these wolves out of the house. Watching these unmated males circle around Maya, scenting her, trying to get her attention—it’s taking everything I have not to shift and show them exactly who she belongs to. Except she doesn’t belong to me. She can’t belong to me. But my wolf doesn’t care about that. He’s snarling and pacing, demanding I claim her in front of all of them, make it clear shMAYATwo days feels like an eternity.I’m pacing my room, restless and anxious, waiting for Damon to call or text or something. He said he’d figure out how to talk to Dad, but what if he changes his mind? What if he decides it’s too complicated after all?My wolf is going crazy, whining and pacing, wanting her mate.Because that’s what he is. Mate. Not just a crush or infatuation. The real thing.It’s almost midnight when my phone finally buzzes.*Tomorrow night. Meet me at the old cabin on the border between our territories. Midnight.*My heart races.*Why there?Because I’m going to claim you properly. And I don’t want any interruptions.*Heat floods through me.*What about my dad?I’ll talk to him after. Once you’re already mine. Once the bond is complete and irreversible.That’s your plan? Claim me first, ask permission later?Yes. Because I’m not giving him the chance to forbid it. You’re mine, Maya. And after tomorrow night, everyone will know it.*I grin at my phone, my whole b
DAMONTyler Brecken. The unmated male Rob mentioned. He’s heading straight for us with a confident smile.My wolf rises immediately. Mine. He needs to back off.“Hey, Tyler,” Maya says, but her eyes stay on me. Watching my reaction.“Save me a dance later?” Tyler asks, flashing her a smile.“Maybe.”He looks between us, sensing tension but not understanding it. “Alpha Kane. Good to see you.”I nod curtly, not trusting myself to speak without snarling.Tyler hovers awkwardly for a moment, then excuses himself.The second he’s gone, Maya’s grinning. “You’re jealous.”“I’m not…”“You are. Your eyes went full gold. I saw it.”Fuck. She’s right.“He’s not good enough for you,” I mutter.“No one is. Except you.”The Council meeting is about to start. Alphas are taking their seats at the round table.“I have to go,” I say.“I know.” She touches my arm, just briefly, and the contact sends electricity through me. “But we’re
DAMONThe pack meeting is in three hours and I’m losing my fucking mind.I haven’t slept more than a few hours since that night at the gate. Can’t close my eyes without seeing Maya’s face, feeling her soft skin, tasting her on my fingers.A virgin. She’s a fucking virgin who’s been saving herself for me.The knowledge makes my wolf absolutely feral. Mine, he snarls constantly. Ours. No one else has touched her. Only us.I’ve been avoiding Rob’s calls, making excuses about territory issues and pack business. He probably thinks I’m blowing him off.He has no idea that I can’t talk to him without feeling crushing guilt for what I did to his daughter.With his daughter.Because she was very much a willing participant.My Beta, Garrett, pokes his head into my office. “You okay, boss? You’ve been staring at that same page for twenty minutes.”I look down. He’s right—I haven’t processed a single word.“I’m fine.”“You’re a terrible liar.” He comes in and shuts the door. “What’s going on? And
MAYAI force my eyes open, looking at him. “I’m a virgin, Damon. I’ve been saving myself. For you.”The look on his face is somewhere between awe and agony.“Maya. Fuck. You can’t…”“I can. I did.” I rock my hips, taking his finger deeper. “I only want you. Only ever wanted you.”He makes this rough sound, almost a snarl, and suddenly he’s kissing me again, hard and possessive. His finger pumps in and out of me while his thumb circles my clit, and I’m so close already, wound so tight.“Come for me,” he growls against my mouth. “Let me feel you.”He adds a second finger and that’s all it takes. I come apart, gasping his name, my whole body shaking. He works me through it, his fingers gentling as the waves of pleasure wash over me.When I can finally breathe again, I open my eyes to find him watching me with an expression so intense it steals my breath all over again.“Beautiful,” he murmurs. “So fucking beautiful.”He slowly withdraws his finge
MAYADad’s office is on the opposite side of the house. I can hear him on the phone, his Alpha voice carrying through the walls as he deals with pack business.Perfect.I slip downstairs and out the back door, shifting to wolf form the second I hit the trees.My white wolf streaks through the forest, moving fast and silent. The full moon is huge overhead, turning everything silver. My wolf feels powerful, alive, desperate to get to our…mate?Because that’s what Damon is, I realize. Even if he won’t admit it. Even if we haven’t completed the bond.He’s mine. And I’m his.I just need to make him accept it.I reach the north gate in ten minutes, shifting back to human form behind a cluster of trees. I pull my hoodie back on, zipping it up. I’m naked underneath—shifting destroys clothes but I don’t care.Actually, that might work in my favor.Headlights appear on the road. Damon’s truck.The guard at the gate—a wolf named Marcus nods to him and waves him through. They exchange a few words
MAYATwo days after my father comes home, the full moon rises.I’m restless. Agitated. My wolf is pacing and snarling, furious that we’re stuck here instead of with Damon.Dad notices, of course.“You okay, sweetheart?” he asks at dinner. “You seem tense.”“Just the moon,” I say, pushing food around my plate. “You know how it is.”He nods sympathetically. “Why don’t you run with the pack tonight? Might help.”“Maybe.”But I don’t want to run with the pack. Don’t want to be surrounded by wolves who aren’t him.I want Damon.After dinner, I retreat to my room and try to distract myself. But nothing works. All I can think about is those five minutes in his arms. The way he kissed me like he was drowning and I was air. The way he felt pressed against me.The way he left without fighting for me.My phone buzzes. A text from an unknown number.*How are you holding up?*My heart jumps. I know that tone, even in text form.*”Damon?”**Yeah. Got your number from your dad’s phone. Hope that’s o







