passed the trials and now we’re together.”
“Yes, I know. I saw.” She bit out the words. At his best, Kody didn’t make a lot of sense.
Stressed out Kody was a blitherer.
“No, honey. He means all of us together.” Mesa guided her back toward Kody.
“Uh. No. I mean, here, now, yes, but only until I get in the car.” She was not staying.
“We can’t go back to the house right now, Sammy. After we’re all together, you’ll need
to run.”
“Run? Kody, are you on drugs?”
“No!” He blinked, then laughed a little. “I bet it would be easier to think I am.”
“Well, given that my other options are insanity or…” She pursed her lips, stomped her
foot. “Shit, Kody. I don’t even have an or.”
“You’re gonna go insane once you figure out what he’s trying to tell you.” Mesa grinned.
It was predatory at best.
“So tell me for fuck’s sake! Just spit it out. Give me whatever fucking excuse you have
and let me go home.” Samantha was done with Kody’s games.
Mesa glanced at Kody, who moved closer. “You’re a werewolf.”
Her mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. “Come again?”
“You are. So is Kody.”
“Okay.” Great. Psycho LARPers. This was what happened when you married a man you
met at a Ren Faire.
Mesa shook his head. “She doesn’t believe me. How bad is she gonna freak out?”
“On a scale of one to ten?” Kody shrugged. “Seventy? Eighty?”
“I’m leaving.” She didn’t even care at this point where she was going. Borneo had to be
better than this.
“No, you can’t.” Mesa was holding her again, her skin tingling where he touched.
“Stop touching me!” She pulled out of his hand, ignoring the flash of pain the motion
caused.
Kody caught her before she could run. “Sammy. I love you.”
“Don’t. Don’t hurt me anymore, okay?” She wasn’t going to cry. She wasn’t.
“I’m not trying to. I’m not. You have to hear this.”
“What do you want? What do you want from me?” She was half a second away from
total meltdown.
“We want you, Sammy.” Kody smiled, like that made sense.
What was this? Some weird-assed role-playing polygamous cult thing?
Mesa chuffed softly. “You have to stop thinking, honey.”
“I’m leaving.” She was done. Finished.
“Kody.” Mesa grabbed her and held out a hand to Kody.
Kody hurried toward him, and Sammy gasped, the urge to run so strong.
“Don’t. Don’t do this. Please. Don’t do this.” She didn’t even know what she was asking
for, why on earth she would be so scared.
“Sammy, we have to. It will be easier, after.” Kody was looking at her, hands reaching
for her, and she shouted, the pain in her head unbearable.
There was this noise. This screaming, blinding, tearing noise in her mind. She sobbed,
willing to do anything, anything for the agony to stop.
Luckily for her, the world went dark and it did stop.
* * * *
“Shit.” Mesa caught Sam as she fell. “Do you think we ruined her?” That would suck.
He’d never seen anyone have a convulsion like that. Kody looked up at him, eyes bright, shining, pure wolf. Mesa blinked. “So. Okay. Did we ruin you?”
“No.” Kody panted a second. “I can hear you.”
“Hear me?” Oh. Oh! God. That was… His body hardened.
“Yes. Mate.” Kody’s growl was sexual, the way his mate leaned down and scented their
female even better. She moaned, lips parted, eyelashes fluttering.
“I—Kody.” Grandma Minnie had never warned him about this. The intense need to finish
the deed.
“Mate.” Need you . Kody’s words echoed, ringing inside him.
“Yes.” His wolf rose to the surface, so close, so ready. They were both still touching
Sammy, holding her between them.
Kody leaned down, nuzzling Sammy’s lips. “Ours.”
“Ours.” Mesa pressed down, too, kissing them both. She tasted good. She tasted like his.
He groaned, pushed into the kiss. He didn’t even know her, but he felt her all the way inside