Rowan POV"Are you seriously going to make me scream your name in front of the whole pack?"I glare at Kael as he pins me against the leather seat of his SUV. His eyes flash amber, that dangerous glow that always makes my wolf go crazy."I don't care who hears." His voice is rough, all gravel and need. "Let them know exactly who you belong to.""You're impossible." But I'm already arching into him, my body betraying every word out of my mouth.He grins, that smug Alpha smile that makes me want to hit him and kiss him at the same time. "And yet here you are. In my car. In my territory. Letting me do whatever I want.""The driver—""Can't hear a thing through the partition." He nips at my neck, right where my mating mark should be. "Now stop making excuses and scream for me, honeybee."I hate how much I love when he calls me that. Hate how my whole body responds to just two words from him."I hate you.""Your wolf says otherwise." His hand slides up my thigh, and I forget how to breathe

KAEL THORNRIDGE POV“They are not that vague at all, Grandfather Alaric,” my voice booms out across the grass while my eyes stay locked on the hockey field.“Going that way on the ice course is not going to give her she-wolf any advantage anyway,” Nyra Vale shouts out to our faces, and her words finally make Orson Hale see that his plan is a totally bad idea.“Then that young she-wolf needs to stop being so soft on the hockey ice,” Orson grumbles real loud. “My fingers have a huge amount of pack resources riding on this game.”“You picked the wrong wolf to win, Grandfather,” Ronan Thornridge laughs from his large folding chair just a few feet away from my boots. “Come on, mate! We are going to take home the whole big victory pot today!”“Forget about that hockey hoop mark, honeybee,” my mouth yells to Rowan out on the field, because if my mind has to choose between my old grandfather and my brother Ronan, my soul is choosing Orson every single time. “Go straight for her hockey puck an

ROWAN ASHCROFT POV“Are you seriously going to eat that entire bowl of wild berries before the hockey game starts, Kael?” I ask real loud, my hand resting flat on my big, round stomach.“My internal wolf needs all the strength he can get if your boots are going to force me to watch Ronan slam into the ice walls for three whole hours,” Kael Thornridge says back with a huge grin, his tongue licking red juice off his bottom lip. “Besides, our little pup inside your belly is the one who is actually hungry for the fruits under the moon.”“The pup wants to watch the hockey match, not eat your whole bowl,” I say, and my boots take a small step closer to his large frame inside the Alpha’s Sky Den.“Come sit right here on my lap, honeybee,” Kael commands with that deep, warm alpha voice that always makes my she-wolf feel super safe and happy. “The Blackwood Territory team is skating out onto the white ice on the television screen right now, and my arms need to be wrapped tight around your wais

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