Thomas was raised in captivity. He has been experimented on, hurt, and humiliated. He struggles to trust anyone except his newfound family in the Katu Pack. His wolf is an abomination, larger than any other and a menace to contain. His greatest fear is losing control and hurting any of his new friends or perhaps even the fated mate he has been craving.
Lola left home, tired of being controlled by a pack and an Alpha that clearly does not care for her. She’s heard rumors about a pack taking in strays, rogues, and more and intends to find them. What she doesn’t expect to find is a new pack who welcomes her with open arms, and a second chance fated mate who doesn’t even know who he is.
Now they will have to work together to find their future by facing their past, and the Hunters.
It takes me an hour to convince him nothing bad will happen. When I finally lead him out of the compound, gripping his hand tightly in mine, I know this was exactly what he needs. We are going to run together, my wolf and his.
Knowing he doesn’t intend to refuse me has my heart—and my wolf—bursting with joy. I know he is still struggling to accept that I don’t have any intention of refusing him and he lives in fear of his own animal, but I am sure this will help.
We make our way into the thick trees, and I can feel the nerves pouring off him. Taking a deep breath, I release his hand once we are far enough from the compound to be considered decent. I smile softly when I turn to him.
“Breathe, Thomas,” I say, pulling the shirt over my head. “This is natural. We are going to run together, and I will prove your animal doesn’t pose any danger to me.”
“But…”
I cut him off. “But nothing. I can take care of myself if I need to.”
I allow my bra to fall to the ground beside my shirt before slipping off my shorts and panties. My gaze travels back to my mate and pride surges through me at the sight of the obscene erection tenting his sweatpants. His gaze is dark, and his breathing is harsh as he takes me in.
“Lola.” He rubs the back of his hand across his mouth.
“Run with me.” The words are soft before I allow the shift to fall over me. My wolf howls at the sky before taking off into the forest. She is sure-footed and fast. A moment later we catch the sounds of our mate chasing after us. His footsteps are loud and gaining. Both of us intend to play with him for a while but our plans are thrown out the window when we are taken to the ground by the large onyx wolf.
He pins us beneath him, his gaze crazed. He nuzzles us with his jaw, a rumble building in his chest. Both my wolf and I are aroused beyond measure, and she quickly allows me to shift back to my human form.
“Thomas,” I beg lowly, the fur from his beast pressed against my breasts. “Shift.” His wolf growls in displeasure and I kiss his jaw. “Please.”
A moment later, Thomas is above me, pinning me to the ground. His thick erection is resting against my inner thigh as he stares down at me. I pull him down to me, kissing him. For a moment he is hesitant before kissing me back.
I push against his shoulders and roll us over until I am straddling him. I want to take his thick length inside me, but I hold back. Something is wrong and I need to know what it is. I can feel his hesitation in the way he kisses me. Yes, I want to claim my mate and have him claim me but not if this isn’t what he wants. The euphoria from a moment ago leaves me as I consider he may not want to refuse me, but he also may not want to claim me.
