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and then started walking. He had no idea where he was headed, and he didn’t really care.

Chapter 3

    “I was always fond of humans,” Christian said as he looked at Owen. “I always thought they had things on the ball, but you really are an idiot, aren’t you?”
    Christian was in no way surprised by the astonishment, followed quickly by outrage, that crossed Owen’s handsome face. It was the response he had been hoping for when he spoke. Owen needed to get over the past and look toward the future, their future.
    “Excuse me?”
    Christian snorted and rolled his eyes. “I’m not really sure there is an excuse for you. You’re a moron.”
    “Would you stop saying that?” Owen stomped his feet.
    It was a good temper-tantrum move, but Christian thought he might have been able to pull it off better. His lips were plusher, and he could pout better. “Make me.”
    Owen frowned, his forehead wrinkling in confusion. “What is your problem? I saved your fucking life, and now you’re treating me like shit?” Owen threw his hands up in the air. He looked agitated. “God, are all of you werewolves like this? First Constantine, and now you. What is it with you guys?”
    Christian leaned back on the pillows behind him and smiled. “Do you really want to know?”
    “I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to know.”
    “Fine, have a seat then, this may take some time to explain.” Christian gestured to the side of the bed and waited until Owen sat. The man really was too cute for his own good. “A Delta is a werewolf born on the outside of a pack.”
    “But Constantine has parents. I met them.”
    “Oh, they have parents and siblings, an entire pack even, but they never truly belong. They are always on the outside looking in. A Delta puts off a pheromone, like a scent, that drives other werewolves crazy. It’s like a million-dollar aphrodisiac. Other werewolves will kill to get to a Delta.”
    “I didn’t smell anything,” Owen protested.
    “And you won’t because you’re Constantine ’s mate. Alphas, Betas, and mates are immune to the scent.” Christian chuckled. “Things would go to shit pretty fast if the Alphas couldn’t keep their heads screwed on straight whenever a Delta was around, don’t you think?”
    Owen nodded, but he still looked as confused as hell. He kept glancing up at Christian, then down to a small piece of the blanket he was tugging on.
    “What does that have to do with me?”
    “Because of this pheromone, Constantine can never be involved with the pack. He can’t attend pack functions or celebrations. He can’t even go to pack rituals. It would send the pack into a frenzy.” Christian grimaced. He knew the particulars of what a Delta went through. He just never thought about it in terms of what his mate might be going through. “He’s alone, always alone. The only comfort he has is the knowledge that at some point, he might be lucky enough to meet his mates.”
    “Us?” Owen whispered.
    Christian nodded. “Us. We are his solace, his port in the storm. He fights every day to give us the freedoms we have, to enforce our laws, and to ensure our safety. Until he found us, Constantine had no one to care for him, to love him. He’s all alone in the world even in his own family.”
    “And now?”
    Christian smiled. “And now, we get to spend the rest of our lives loving Constantine and showing him what he’s been fighting for all of these years.”
    “We?” Owen asked. “So, it's true? We’re both his mates then?”
    “Yep, we are. Every Delta has two mates out there for them. They have a higher than usual sex drive created by their increased adrenaline.” Christian chuckled. “It will take two of us to keep up with him.”
    “But how do we…” Owen waved his hand between the two of them. “You know?”
    “That’s the best part.” Christian leaned up and tapped Owen on the tip of his nose. “Not only are we both mated to Constantine , but we’re also mated