My story was different; I was chosen by the entire pack.

“Thank you. And you know I wouldn’t have called if it wasn’t important.”

Ian’s brows furrowed. “What’s going on?”

I glanced at them both. “I found my mate.”

Their eyes went wide. “But no one has found their true mate in years,” Tate remarked.

“Until now. I’ve known who mine was for years. I could just never get to her because of her pack. Now she’s here.”

“I’m happy for you . . . but what does that have to do with us?” Ian asked.

I blew out a heavy sigh. “I’m pretty sure her pack is going to start looking for her. There could be other wolves coming into your territories asking about her. I want you to be ready.”

His muscles tensed. “Are we talking a simple formality, or war?”

“There won’t be a war unless they come here demanding her. If they do, I can handle them on my own. I just want you both to be prepared.” They both nodded and it was a huge relief.

Out of nowhere, visions from Bailey’s mind blasted into my head. They were vivid and not the simple flashes from before. Not only were they full-on dreams, but in them I was claiming her. I could hear her screams and feel her nails down my back as I plunged in deep. It was as if I was actually there experiencing it. Holy fuck, I was about to explode.

“You okay, brother?” Tate asked, zapping me out of my thoughts.

No, I wasn’t okay. I had a raging hard on. Clearing my throat, I put my hands in my pockets to cover the bulge. “I’m fine. The visions seem to be starting up.”

They both chuckled, knowing very well what I was referring to. Ian spoke first, “I know what that means. My grandfather told me stories. He said he couldn’t leave the house without jacking off at least twice during the bonding phase. But you know, that was when they were made to wait until the full moon to bond.”

“I doubt she’ll want anything to do with me at the moment. I only got a taste of her blood during a fight. She wasn’t exactly willing.”

Smirking, Tate shook his head. “Something tells me you wanted to bite her though. Am I right?”

As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t. She bore my mark and every male who got near her would know she was mine, mated or not. “What can I say?”

Ian patted me on the shoulder. “Good luck with your hand tonight.”

“Thanks,” I grumbled.

He started for the door with Tate behind him. “Oh, and if her pack does come for her, I’ll stand behind you.”

I gave my appreciation and then glanced at Tate who nodded.

“My pack will too. I never thought I’d see the day when the magic returned to our people. Maybe I’ll even get lucky one day.”

Once they were out the door, I headed back upstairs and it took every ounce of strength I had not to get on the bed with Bailey. “Fuck me,” I groaned, salivating over her smooth, naked skin. All I wanted to do was spread her wide and fuck her senseless. I’d wanted to do that every day since I saw her in college. It enraged me to see her around human men. I didn’t like them touching her or breathing around her, but there was nothing I could do at the time.

The blankets over Bailey’s body slid all the way down to her waist when she moved. Moaning, she arched her back off the bed, her nipples inviting me to taste them. In her mind, I had my mouth wrapped around them, sucking hard while I pushed inside her. It was like a fucking porno movie in my mind. There was only one thing I could do.

Unzipping my jeans, I pulled my cock out and wrapped my hand around it. It was going to be one hell of a night.

Bailey

“I take it you don’t want to go back with me.” Sebastian’s eyebrows raise up as he puts my bags in the trunk and slams it shut.

I look straight into my best friend’s bright blue eyes and they spark with power. “Would you want to go back to a cage?” I had enjoyed my freedom at college, but I know as soon as I step back into the pack, my life will not be my own anymore.

Sighing, he opens the car door. “You might think you’re alone in this, but you’re not. Things will change, B. I just need you to give it a little more time.”

I snort. “Time? I don’t even know what the hell you’re talking about. I am alone, Sebastian. The only people I have are you and my parents. Everyone else stays away from me.”

“I’m sure your parents missed you.”

“And you didn’t?”

Chuckling, he runs a hand through his bright blond hair. “I missed your smart-ass mouth. It was boring while you were away. You always had a way of keeping me entertained.”

I lean against the car and smile. “I’m surprised my father hasn’t asked you to be my mate.”

His grin disappears as he looks away. “I think Darius has other plans.”

“Like what?” As soon as I ask, my skin tingles and burns. A mysterious wolf is near. His power calls to mine and I want to succumb, but I will not go down that easily.

Sebastian narrows his eyes, studying me, and then goes into full alert. “Bailey, get in the car.” His eyes focus on something across the street and I know who it is without even looking. He’s a wolf and an alpha. For the past five years, I had sensed him near, but he never once approached. Not until now. “Get in the fucking car, Bailey,” Sebastian growls again.

I don’t want to get in the car. Instead, I turn around and get my first glimpse of the mysterious wolf. He’s standing beside a black Jeep with his arms crossed angrily at his chest. His light brown hair is hidden underneath a navy baseball cap, and he’s dressed in a white T-shirt and ripped jeans. His bright green eyes meet mine and my wolf stirs deep inside, calling to him. The only word floating through my mind is something I am not expecting.

Mine.

Our eyes meet, but the connection breaks when Sebastian forces me into the car. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He slams the door and gets in, squealing the tires as he races us down the street and away from the green-eyed wolf. I look back through the window and he is gone.

My world shimmers and I am sucked into another place and time.

Hands hold me down, but it’s not out of aggression, it’s passion fueled. I moan as the green eyed wolf pushes himself into me, claiming me. I love the way his skin feels against mine and the way we move together. I’ve never felt so close to anyone before. It’s almost as if we’re connected somehow.

“Bailey, wake up,” a voice called. It was the voice in my dreams, the voice of the wolf.

When I finally woke up, I wasn’t in the woods . . . and I definitely wasn’t alone. His scent surrounded me, not only in the air, but on my body. What the hell? Clenching my teeth, I growled and tried to roll off the bed, with no such luck. Apprehended, with an arm across my stomach, I felt him straddle my waist, chuckling as he pinned my arms above my head.

“Let me go,” I demanded, glaring up into his glowing gaze. His touch made my body tingle, almost like an electrical current passing from his body to mine. It was strange, yet I welcomed it, even though my mind was telling me to knee him in the junk.

“Good morning to you too, Sleeping Beauty. I trust you’re well rested?” he asked, smiling wide. I half expected him to look at my body, but he kept his focus on my eyes. Point for him.

My cheeks burned. “I slept fine. But if you don’t get off of me, I’m going to make sure you choke on your balls. Your choice.”

He smirked and rolled off. There was a T-shirt on the edge of the bed he snatched up and slipped on. He wasn’t mated, because if he was I would smell another female on him. There was nothing other than the woods, the unique scent of our Arctic bloodline, and something else. I just couldn’t place what that other smell was.