Heaven's Hell [Brac Pack 13] Read Online Free PDF

live differently than the Timber wolves. There are more of us. The wolves in the pack who aren’t soldiers live in their own houses, have normal jobs, and raise cubs. I like where you live though. From the feeling I got, you’re a tight-knit family.”
    “We are. I don’t want to push you. I know you haven’t forgiven me, but if you do, I’d like for you to live there. Would you like that, or would you rather stay here?” Murdock loved his mate’s voice. He was soft-spoken, and his mannerisms were feminine and his looks stunning. He would grant Heaven’s wish of where they would reside, though he really hoped his mate choose the Brac pack.
    “I’ll let you know.” Heaven glanced down, looking at their entwined hands.

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    Well, it was a start. It gave Murdock some hope. “Fair enough.”
    “So, you’re a hundred and a half?” Heaven asked as they walked toward the eastern part of the land where the mountains sat majestically against the beautiful blue sky.
    “Give or take a year. You?”
    Heaven blushed as he stared down at his sneakers.
    “You can tell me.” Even with Murdock’s superior hearing, he didn’t understand the mumble. “Heaven?”
    “Fine. I’m fifty.” He blew out heavily.
    Murdock caught himself before he damn near shouted “holy shit.” His mate was young. Although shifters technically matured and were ready to leave home at the age of thirty, he felt like he should come back in fifty years. Crap.
    “Is that too young for you?” Heaven asked with a mixture of apprehension and snideness.
    “No.” It just meant Murdock would have to keep that in mind when his mate acted his age. It explained a lot. A more mature wolf would have tried to rip the throat out of the twink and fought Murdock for their right to be claimed. His mate ran away crying.
    “Would you like to go into town and get something to eat?
    There’s a place called Theo’s Bar and Grill. They have really good food.” Heaven sounded hopeful. Murdock would deny his mate nothing.
    “You have a town?”
    “It’s like yours, but a little more metropolitan. It’s larger, but not large enough to be considered a city, and it’s pack run since there are so many of us.”
    Murdock kept forgetting his mate was Grey wolf and not Timber.
    “I’ll drive.”
    Murdock helped Heaven into his truck, buckled him in, and then closed his door. On his way around to his side, he nodded and smiled at Heaven’s glaring father, who was standing at the window, and then he climbed into the truck. Thank god his mate was an adult and old 32
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    enough to leave home. Dealing with his father all of the time would have been brutal.
    “Just tell me which way to go.” Once out on the road, Murdock slid his hand into Heaven’s, craving the contact. “Is there a motel around here that I can stay in?”
    “Why? Don’t you want to stay at my house?” Heaven sounded suspicious, and Murdock couldn’t have that.
    He snorted. “So your father can try to cut my balls off in my sleep?”
    Heaven shook his head. “He won’t go against the executioner’s decree.”
    “Can we call him Maverick ? Executioner sounds so ominous.”
    “But it is.”
    “Please?” Now that Murdock knew his mate’s age, Heaven sounded it.
    Heaven blew out a breath. “Fine.”
    “Wasn’t so hard now, was it?” Murdock squeezed his hand, giving his mate a lopsided grin.
    Heaven’s smile was goofy. Murdock had an overwhelming urge to kiss him. His cock finally came back to life, beating out a tempo to claim his mate.
    “No.”

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    A week had passed, and it seemed Murdock was getting somewhere with Heaven, but his father remained cold and aloof.
    Windstorm was the one who asked for the restitution, so he would have to be the one to call it off. Murdock wasn’t out to schmooze him, but the guy could give him a break.
    He and Heaven had shifted, running through the forest on pack land. It felt good to run free with the ground