Chapter 11

By eight o'clock Mike had replenished his candy bowl four times and was close to running out. Thankfully there were only a few stragglers left. The decorations were a big hit and the candles still flickered eerily in all the jack-o-lanterns. He had a sense of accomplishment at what he'd helped create. Was he fooling himself, though, to think that during the hours they worked together a bond formed between them that went beyond sex?

Everything just happened so fast. He'd expected when he found his mate at last there would be the usual mating dance, in both his human and wolf form. He certainly hadn't expected they'd have explosive sex mere hours after they met. But opportunity was there, he took it and the bond between them had snapped into place in an instant. His heart knew it as well as his cock.

Every so often he glanced over to where Jamie sat, admiring her luscious body that the jeans and heavy sweater still could not disguise. An itch crawled beneath the surface of his skin