Glenn, Stormy and Flynn, Joyee - Blood Lust [Delta Wolf 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) Read Online Free PDF

to each other. The three of us get to share everything together.”
    Owen’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline. “Everything?”
    “Everything.” Christian grinned and wiggled his eyebrows.
    Owen’s lips started to turn up at the corners, and Christian was sure he had him, but then suddenly they stopped and turned back down. Owen started shaking his head and went back to tugging on the blanket.
    “That sounds real nice, Christian, but I just don’t see it happening. Constantine doesn’t want me. He never did. Now that he has you, he doesn’t even need me. And I can’t—”
    “Oh, for the love of Mike,” Christian snapped. “Get your fucking head out of your ass, would you? Constantine is crazy about you. Even I know that, and I just met him tonight. Geez, the air practically sizzles every damn time he looks at you.”
    Owen shook his head. “No, you’re wrong. He only mated with me, or whatever you call it, because he needed to save his life.”
    “It doesn’t work like that, Owen. Either you are Constantine ’s mate or you’re not. And you are. Besides, fate chooses our mates, we don’t. We just know them when we smell them.”
    “Then how come he didn’t know I was his mate the night we met?” Owen cried out when he looked up, his eyes filling with tears, at Christian. “He didn’t even know who I was the next day. Don’t you think he would have smelled me enough by then?”
    Christian leaned forward and grabbed Owen’s hand. “Honey, you need to understand something. Werewolves are different than humans. When Constantine was injured, he needed blood to heal. Because his injuries were so severe, he went into bloodlust, like having his mind filled with fog. I doubt he even knew his own name.”
    “That still doesn’t explain why he acted the way he did. If what you’re saying is true, then his mind would have cleared up when his injuries healed and he would have smelled me the next day, right? Why didn’t he?”
    “I can’t explain that, Owen, only Constantine can, but you need to give him the chance to do that.” Christian pointed toward the door. “Every time the two of you get within a foot of each other, the sparks start to fly. You’re both so afraid of being hurt that you can’t see what’s right in front of your faces.”
    Owen looked so hopeful yet terrified that Christian decided to take pity on the guy. Besides, he wasn’t just fighting for Constantine ’s mate here. He was also fighting for his own. Christians scooted back against the pillows and patted the mattress beside him.
    “Look, I know you’re tired. I am, too. Why don’t we just take a little nap while we wait for Constantine to bring us back something to eat? That will give you some time to think on what I’ve said and decide where you want to go from here, okay?”
    Owen nodded, kicked off his shoes, then crawled up the bed to lie down next to Christian. Christian wiggled around until he could pull the covers over both of them then snuggled up to Owen’s back. He held his breath and hoped for the best as he draped his arm over Owen’s waist.
    “Night, Owen, sweet dreams.”
    Owen stiffened for a moment then slowly relaxed. “Night, Christian.”

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    Constantine didn’t know what to expect when he opened the hotel room door, but it wasn’t the sight of his two mates curled up together on the bed sleeping. He just stood there for a moment in the doorway staring. It was a beautiful sight.
    And one that made Constantine’s heart ache with regret and loss. Constantine pressed his lips together to keep from making any noise when his feelings of anguish started to overwhelm him. He leaned against the doorframe for a moment and just watched. He might never get to see such a sight again.
    When Owen suddenly jerked in his sleep and whimpered, Constantine quietly closed the door and set the bag of food he purchased down on the small table by the door. He crept across the room and knelt next to the