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Alpha wolves mate in the wild? All werewolves have mates
like that, our other halves. And you're mine. I knew the moment I scented you
at the dance."
    Shit. Just when Will had thought all the strange revelations
were over. Dean had said that word the night they'd danced, but Will had
dismissed it, not realizing how important it was. "Your mate?"
    Dean nodded and pulled Will into his lap. Will instinctively
leaned into his lover's embrace, distantly wondering how he could have
considered giving this up for anything. He was awfully tempted to explore all
the naked skin within his reach, but Dean hadn't finished his explanation.
"Our mates are the most important thing in the world for us. It's not
forbidden to mate a human, and we're given allowances to tell that human the
truth about us. No one else can know, though. According to our law, if a human
other than a mate learns the truth... The consequences could be disastrous.
Their lives as they know it will be over. Some of them are even killed."
    Will shivered as the weight of Dean's words settled in. He
couldn't imagine Dean doing something like that. It was too awful. "You
don't... You wouldn't..."
    "No, not me," Dean rushed to assure him.
"There are guilds of silencers, but that's our last resort. We have
enforcers who regularly track down humans who might be an issue and try to
solve the problem in a different way—usually by integrating the people in
question in our extended society." A pause. "I know this is scary, baby,
and I hate to spring everything on you like this, but it couldn't be
helped."
    "Why do I have the feeling you're not done blowing my
mind?" Will asked.
    "Probably because you're so clever and you already know
me so well." Dean sighed. "The thing is... I'm a born Alpha, and the
son of the leader of one of the biggest packs in the United States. My father
will not be happy if he learns my mate is a human man. We've come here for a
Gathering—which is kind of like a senate meeting that takes place yearly—but
it'll end any day now... So you and I have to choose."
    In other words, Will could still lose his lover, despite
everything they were already struggling against. "Why does this have to be
so hard?" he asked quietly. "I just want to be with you. Why can't
people leave us be?"
    "Maybe... We can make them." Dean's hands settled
on Will's hips. "Run away with me, baby. We can go someplace else, where
no one knows us, where it'll be just the two of us."
    Hope bubbled in Will's chest. He could see it now, a little
house of their own, like this cabin, but bigger, brighter. A forest, where Dean
could go running in his wolf shape while Will explored. The two of them
kissing, touching, in daylight for once, without having to hide. No more lies,
no more deceit. Freedom.
    "Yes," he replied. "I'll go with you."

Chapter Three
     
    It still shocked Dean that Will had found it in himself to
accept his wolf form. Human fiction had made werewolves into abominations, and
the fact that Will had managed to see past that filled Dean with awe. He felt
more sure than ever that he was meant to spend his entire life at Will's
side—and he would have felt the same way even if his senses hadn't identified
Will as his other half.
    They were both emotionally exhausted after their eventful
conversation, so they didn't do much sexually. For the most part, they lay in
the grass while Dean explained to Will how werewolf society worked, and what it
meant to be someone's mate. Will didn't always reply, but Dean could tell his
mate was paying close attention.
    All too soon, the time for their separation came. Will broke
away from him and got up. Dean reluctantly followed his mate's example and
pulled on his clothes. "Can I see you tomorrow evening again?"
    Will thought for a few moments, then winced. "Actually,
I don't think so. It's my birthday and my brothers want to drag me off to a
carnival one town over."
    "Your birthday?" Dean mentally flailed. "I
didn't know."
    "Of course you