their men. Patrick knew his alpha never took a hostage, so they had to be lying. Or scheming something new. Sometimes he believed a life as full-blooded humans would be so much simpler. All the territorial bullshit grated on his nerves. Since he was a pup, life had been a challenge. For once, it would be nice to just enjoy, to live. But that was wishful thinking, a reality unlikely to happen for a Gregor shifter.
Evan and Garret continued to pump into her body, their pace frantic. The sound of sex, wet flesh slapping flesh, created an illicit backdrop to the evening. Cassidy didn’t let up her attention to Travis’s dick. He craved to touch her, to connect with her, but he had to keep his eyes on the enemy.
“Cassie, come!”
She complied, as if a detonation switch had been activated. Her body released as soon as Garret spoke. The little human called out, tearing a streak through the silent night. There was something incomparable to an alpha’s command. His voice and presence carried the power to demand loyalty. Even Patrick had difficulty defying the alpha wolf. At least he respected his leader, unlike the males from the pack he’d escaped from.
When they’d all been sated, Garret rose to his feet. “Get her to safety. Take the truck and bring her to my place in the woods. We’ll find out what’s going on.”
Patrick nodded, assisted a limp Cassidy to her feet. Rather than aid her in walking all the way to the truck, he hoisted her up into his arms. Evan tucked her clothes into the space between them.
“Where’re they going?” she asked, trying to turn her head around even though she couldn’t see with her human eyes.
“Don’t worry about it, little one. Garret wants you safe, so that’s what I’m going to do.”
“They can’t go back to the forest. There’re wolves in there.” The concern in her voice was adorable. He had to stifle a chuckle. If only she knew how capable a Gregor wolf truly was. In fact, he wondered when his alpha planned to tell her about their real identities. How could he expect to make her their lifelong mate while living a lie?
“Cassidy, this is no place for a woman. I promise they’ll be in your bed when you wake up in the morning.”
She struggled in his arms, but her attempt to get to her feet was a futile effort. “Tell them to come with us. This is ridiculous.”
“Garret’s word is law, Cassidy. You should have learned that from him by now. He’s a big boy and knows what he’s doing.” He opened the driver’s-side door to one of the trucks and set her on the bench seat. “We’re not your average men. You have to trust me.” He leaned into the cab, looking her in the eyes.
She exhaled, an exasperated sound, but he knew she wouldn’t argue any longer. “I just wanted to find my brother,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”
“Of course not. Sometimes we have to trust the gods. They know better than us. If Matthew returns or you find your brother, it’s because they willed it so.”
Cassidy nodded and tucked her legs into the truck so he could close the door. He highly anticipated being alone with her at Garret’s retreat, even if only for an hour. There was a valley between them that needed to be bridged if she was to be his mate. He needed to know more about her—her dreams, hopes, and fears. Patrick was warming up to the idea of committing to a woman, but still had his guards up. It would take a lot more than a pretty face and intoxicating scent for him to give up his heart.
* * * *
They drove along the narrow road, forests closing in from either side. It wasn’t as daunting with Patrick doing the driving. Every bump in the road aroused her pussy, so raw and sensitized from her recent orgasms. She should be traumatized at the prospect of spending even one more day at Garret’s remote cabin with no running water. But her entire body was alight with anticipation. That place symbolized belonging and a love