really wasn’t the point.
Reed cursed under his breath, startling Josh. He shouldn’t be sniffing this man, no. He had Hannah. And Josh was most likely a narrowly straight man.
But hell. Reed’s wolf knew.
“He’s our mate, too.”
Shit.
When Josh had first walked through that metal door to rescue him and Hannah, Reed had gasped. The human had stood tall, with a powerful body that demanded attention—and maybe Reed’s tongue. He had brown hair that stood up in long spikes that begged for Reed’s hands and blue eyes that saw into Reed’s soul. When the connection set in and his wolf growled in contentment, Reed knew he was done for. His cock, already hard from Hannah’s presence, had throbbed and ached for release.
How fucked up was fate anyway?
How could he have two mates at the same time ? Was he supposed to choose? Could he have them both?
What if they both walked away?
Holy shit.
This was why he didn’t really want a mate to begin with. All decisions went out the door and choices right along with them, and the world revolved around another person who may or may not even return their love. And if they weren’t a werewolf, they couldn’t feel the mating heat. It was just a simple attraction to them.
Fuck.
Again, Reed shook out his thoughts. He didn’t have time to worry about the inevitable. No, he needed to get Josh resting and try to figure out what to do with a fucking demon bite. Not to mention, he still had the overwhelming need to protect Hannah, to protect them both, because, even if they both walked away from him once he told them they were his mates, they were still his mates. He protected what was his.
Huh. Who knew he had such Alpha tendencies?
“Reed, get Josh to the couch,” Hannah ordered in a soft voice. “I’ll set the wards.”
Reed merely lifted a brow at her stern, yet, sexy tone while Josh whistled in appreciation.
Their mate was full of surprises.
Wait, their?
So, not going there. He couldn’t. It was taboo. But he still smiled at the thought. Could it work?
Reed walked Josh to one of the plush brown couches and set him down carefully.
Josh winced in pain.
“Shit, did I hurt you? How can I help?” Because at this moment, he’d do just about anything to save him. Anything.
“No, you didn’t do anything.” Josh heaved a breath as Reed pushed him onto his back and covered him with the blanket from the back of the couch. “My arm just hurts like hell. What was that thing, and why did it bite me?”
Reed let out a breath. He could almost forget Josh was human until he’d ask a question like that.
“It was a demon.”
Josh’s eyebrows rose. “That’s a new one.”
Reed would’ve asked what he meant by that, but then he got a good look at the wound on Josh’s forearm.
It looked as if a ravaging beast had taken hold of the flesh and tugged and torn until a mess of ligaments, muscles, and flesh swam in a pool of blood. He was pretty sure he could see bone fragments floating in the open wound, as well one of the bones in the forearm, though he didn’t know if it was the radius or ulna.
The man must have been in an incredible amount of pain. Yet, except for the green hue of his skin and occasional moan or grunt, Josh struggled through it like a pro. What atrocities had the man seen if he was able to withstand this with only minor complaint and remain conscious?
Reed went to the kitchen, and thankfully, the water still worked. He filled a bowl and found some towels. On the way back, he noticed food stores and thanked whatever hunter had left there them for a rainy day because the three of them sure needed it.
Carefully, Reed cleaned the drying blood around the wound, doing his best not to aggravate it further. Josh sucked in a breath through his teeth when Reed got too close to the edges.
“Sorry, man.”
“It’s okay. It
Reed cursed under his breath, startling Josh. He shouldn’t be sniffing this man, no. He had Hannah. And Josh was most likely a narrowly straight man.
But hell. Reed’s wolf knew.
“He’s our mate, too.”
Shit.
When Josh had first walked through that metal door to rescue him and Hannah, Reed had gasped. The human had stood tall, with a powerful body that demanded attention—and maybe Reed’s tongue. He had brown hair that stood up in long spikes that begged for Reed’s hands and blue eyes that saw into Reed’s soul. When the connection set in and his wolf growled in contentment, Reed knew he was done for. His cock, already hard from Hannah’s presence, had throbbed and ached for release.
How fucked up was fate anyway?
How could he have two mates at the same time ? Was he supposed to choose? Could he have them both?
What if they both walked away?
Holy shit.
This was why he didn’t really want a mate to begin with. All decisions went out the door and choices right along with them, and the world revolved around another person who may or may not even return their love. And if they weren’t a werewolf, they couldn’t feel the mating heat. It was just a simple attraction to them.
Fuck.
Again, Reed shook out his thoughts. He didn’t have time to worry about the inevitable. No, he needed to get Josh resting and try to figure out what to do with a fucking demon bite. Not to mention, he still had the overwhelming need to protect Hannah, to protect them both, because, even if they both walked away from him once he told them they were his mates, they were still his mates. He protected what was his.
Huh. Who knew he had such Alpha tendencies?
“Reed, get Josh to the couch,” Hannah ordered in a soft voice. “I’ll set the wards.”
Reed merely lifted a brow at her stern, yet, sexy tone while Josh whistled in appreciation.
Their mate was full of surprises.
Wait, their?
So, not going there. He couldn’t. It was taboo. But he still smiled at the thought. Could it work?
Reed walked Josh to one of the plush brown couches and set him down carefully.
Josh winced in pain.
“Shit, did I hurt you? How can I help?” Because at this moment, he’d do just about anything to save him. Anything.
“No, you didn’t do anything.” Josh heaved a breath as Reed pushed him onto his back and covered him with the blanket from the back of the couch. “My arm just hurts like hell. What was that thing, and why did it bite me?”
Reed let out a breath. He could almost forget Josh was human until he’d ask a question like that.
“It was a demon.”
Josh’s eyebrows rose. “That’s a new one.”
Reed would’ve asked what he meant by that, but then he got a good look at the wound on Josh’s forearm.
It looked as if a ravaging beast had taken hold of the flesh and tugged and torn until a mess of ligaments, muscles, and flesh swam in a pool of blood. He was pretty sure he could see bone fragments floating in the open wound, as well one of the bones in the forearm, though he didn’t know if it was the radius or ulna.
The man must have been in an incredible amount of pain. Yet, except for the green hue of his skin and occasional moan or grunt, Josh struggled through it like a pro. What atrocities had the man seen if he was able to withstand this with only minor complaint and remain conscious?
Reed went to the kitchen, and thankfully, the water still worked. He filled a bowl and found some towels. On the way back, he noticed food stores and thanked whatever hunter had left there them for a rainy day because the three of them sure needed it.
Carefully, Reed cleaned the drying blood around the wound, doing his best not to aggravate it further. Josh sucked in a breath through his teeth when Reed got too close to the edges.
“Sorry, man.”
“It’s okay. It
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