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Rex Nathan and Ethan are playing pool when I arrive back at the packhouse. I’m tempted to just blow past them and head straight to my room, but when Ethan calls me over, given he helped us out today doing collections, I can’t be rude. “How did the first day go?” he asks cheerfully, leaning over the green felt and lining up his next shot carefully. I perch on the edge of a large tan leather armchair beside them and sigh, not sure how to answer that. “The camp went well. The girls have been great, no moaning, just happy to be together and having a laugh. They’re going to be sore tomorrow, though. Thanks for helping us out.” I really am thrilled at how that part went. They enjoyed the hike. The trail we took was manageable for everyone with enough viewing points and stops to keep it interesting. We covered off some basic navigational skills that they’ll be able to use in the orienteering challenge at the end of the week. Everything ran like clockwork thanks to Leah’s insane organisati
Leah Despite the cheerful expression I’m have painted my face, I’m exhausted. It turns out that going to bed angry and horny isn’t a recipe for a great night’s sleep. I groan and bang my head against the cupboard door, blushing when I think of how I behaved last night. My plan was to be dignified when he came back, and to pull him aside this morning for an adult conversation when nobody was around. But something about Rex just makes me act nuts. I can’t seem to control myself. The second I saw him coming toward me, looking all growly and intense, red-hot rage flashed through me. How dare he look at me like that when he picked her over me? And let’s be clear, when he left me alone to take the call, without an apology or explanation, that was the decision he made. Maybe it’s childish to think like that, but that’s how I felt, and it hurts more than I care to admit. The quiet murmur of a deep voice reaches me in the pantry, and I know immediately by my traitorous body’s reaction that
Rex I messed up. I know what it’s like to feel unwanted better than anyone else. My chat with Leah three days ago has strengthened my resolve to sort out this mess with Stacey once and for all. I’ll honour her decision to put our relationship on hold until I’m officially free of the bond, but that doesn’t mean I’m loving it. Or that I can’t prove to her how good we’d be together in the meantime. We’ve been circling each other, working in tandem and operating like a well-oiled machine, but the urge to go to her is strong. Every morning when I see her cheery face and hear her bright laughter, I just want to drag her into that pantry and kiss her. No matter what ungodly hour of the morning we start at. Every time our eyes meet, it’s like a current of electricity passes between us and it’s getting out of control. When we’re in the same room, I swear my fingers tingle with the need to touch her. Our connection is getting stronger. Leah climbs out of the back of the speedboat as we bring
Leah Rex is being weird. From the second Zoe and I walked into the aptly named Grey Wolf Brewery, he has been watching me. It’s intense, it’s hot, and it’s making me flustered. I’m struggling to remember why I decided we couldn’t fool around. “So, I take it things have progressed beyond staring matches in the kitchen between you and Mister Tall, Dark, and Broody? Or is this round two?” Zoe teases as she glances over to Rex, who lifts his gaze to mine, and those sexy hazel eyes of his flash green. Holy Moly. Whenever I get a glimpse of his wolf pushing forward, I feel like my underwear will spontaneously combust. Crossing my legs to ease the ache does nothing. I can feel myself getting wet, and from the fire in Rex’s eyes, he knows it. “Sorry?” I ask, completely zoning out. “Oh, well, yes, but we’re putting a pin in it with the whole working together thing.” I feel bad for lying to Zoe, but I can’t exactly say that even though we’re eye-fucking across the bar, I told him no more nook
Leah “We did it!” I exclaim, turning to Rex with a giant smile on my face. I can’t believe we got through our first week with no injuries and no disasters. Everyone left happy and smiling, if a little hungover from our night at the brewery. Rex smiles indulgently at me from his perch on the edge of the picnic table. His long legs are spread wide in front of him, hands clasped together, and elbows resting on his knees. He exudes confidence, as if the fact that it would all go so swimmingly was never in doubt. He snags my hand and pulls me closer to stand between his legs. I flush as a vivid image of the way he pinned me to the tree flashes into my mind. Rex fixes me with those hazel eyes, and his voice comes out all gruff and gravelly. “Baby, you need to stop whatever you’re thinking about,” he growls, making a point of inhaling deeply, and I blush even more. That sense of smell is killing me. I can’t get away with anything. “You’re right, we have work to do,” I state, stepping bac
Rex “Fine. But we have new guests coming tomorrow, shifters. I can’t leave until I have cover arranged. Let me get back to you,” I grit out. I’m furious that she’s forcing my hand. The last thing I need right now is to leave Grey Ridge and Leah, with six male shifters arriving tomorrow. All the activities planned for their visitors need to be led by me. I can’t dump them on Ethan or Nathan, either. They’ve been helpful, but they have full-time jobs to do, and I certainly can’t leave Leah to handle them on their own. Just the idea of her being alone with them makes me seethe with jealousy. They are arriving from our neighbouring packs, a test of sorts by Alpha Steel to see if his region should run more advanced training for more members of the packs to develop relationships and allegiances beyond just the Alphas. “I’ll be waiting. And Rex, I can’t wait to see you again,” she whispers like we’re long-lost lovers reuniting after being forced apart by some terrible set of circumstances.
Rex Cooper mind-links me, and my wolf pushes forward, shifting before I even realise what’s happening. Within seconds, we’re eating up the ground between bed-and-breakfast and the packhouse, pushing as hard as we can to get to Leah. The lush green forest is silent save for the pounding of my paws on the soft forest floor. It’s beautiful up here in the summer, but I don’t see any of it as I charge through the woods at full speed. I take the most direct route, through streams and thick undergrowth, to get there as quickly as possible. Stacey lied to me. She was probably right outside the café when she called me, sitting there waiting to see if I was with Leah or whether she was on her own. Exposed and vulnerable. She must have thought Hayley was just another human that she didn’t need to concern herself with. A serious miscalculation on her part. Stacey should have been able to smell that Hayley is mated to a wolf. She obviously didn’t think highly enough of her to even pause and analy
Rex Six unmated male wolves arriving to spend the next three nights in close quarters with the woman I adore are the very last thing I need right now. Ethan gives me a sympathetic smile as he introduces himself to everyone. Very generously, he has offered to cover for me last minute while I’m gone today. Greg is going to stay overnight in the house while Ethan goes to work in the brewery, and Leah is sleeping in my place in the packhouse. She’s not one bit happy about being forced out of the house, but she’s playing along because she can see how tense I am. And I appreciate her not fighting me on this when her instinct is to rebel against being told what to do. Nothing about this feels right. Even though Stacey is completely in the wrong, she has engineered things so that she gets her way. It kills me to be the one running to see her, but here’s no other choice. Leah elbows me as a low growl escapes my lips when the last of the wolves arrive. They’re two wolves from Lucia Anderson’