Pack Mates (Were Chronicles) by Crissy Smith Read Free Book Online Page A

her wolf wanting her to obey the dominant with her.
    “Please, Brandon.” She pressed her foot down on the gas pedal, moving them quicker before she lost her nerve. The house came into sight, with RJ standing on the porch.
    She pulled up in front of him and took a deep breath. “Just come inside. Talk to Dylan, work this out.”
    Brandon growled long and low.
    “Oh shit!” Justin barked a laugh from the back seat. “This is actually a good idea.”
    Brandon snarled at him and wrapped his hand around Nikki’s upper arm. “What were you thinking?”
    She shook, his fury hard for her to handle, but she had to try.
    “Get us out of here,” he demanded, shaking her a little. He was still in control, making sure he didn’t hurt her, but she still wanted to roll over for him.
    “Too late,” Justin piped up from the back seat. “Look.”
    They glanced towards the porch where two other men had joined RJ.
    “Just talk to him,” she begged her brother.
    “Come on, man.” Justin gripped Brandon’s shoulder. “It’s a good idea.”
    Brandon moved quickly, throwing his door open then slamming it closed. Nikki and Justin scrambled to catch up. They met at the front of her Jeep.
    Nikki looked over the two men she hadn’t seen before, but her eyes were drawn to her lover. His gaze flickered to her but settled on Brandon, his body full of tension. No one moved for several moments.

    RJ watched as the three Stratton siblings stood together, Nikki placed between the two brothers just like he and Dylan had put Ben.
    No one moved or spoke. He’d convinced Ben to help set Dylan up to meet with Brandon but now, with the tension flowing through all the shifters, he had to wonder if it had been a good idea.
    Nikki’s distress was evident in her face and it was all he could do to not go down and comfort her.
    It was Ben who broke the silence.
    “Please, won’t you all come inside so we can talk?”
    Brandon glanced to his siblings before he nodded and started to the house. RJ never took his eyes off Brandon, though. Brandon, for his part, looked loose and relaxed, but RJ could tell he was just as wary.
    Ben turned and led the way inside. Brandon, Nikki, and Justin followed with RJ following, and finally Dylan.
    The biggest room was the den and that was where they headed.
    “Please sit and be comfortable,” Ben invited.
    Brandon took one of the recliners, Nikki sat on the couch, while Justin shifted nervously from foot to foot.
    “I just put some coffee on, let me bring it in,” Ben stated once everyone was in the room.
    “Let me help you,” Justin offered.
    Dylan took the recliner across from Brandon. RJ squeezed his shoulder as he passed and sat on the fireplace hearth across the room. He hoped by taking himself out of the situation Dylan and Brandon could work something out.
    “Thank you for coming,” Dylan started until Brandon snorted.
    “Like I had much of a choice?”
    Nikki pressed her hands together in her lap, looking guilty.
    Dylan sighed and leant forward. “It seems to me my brother and your sister had a little more sense than us. We should have met earlier.”
    Some of the fury seemed to leave Brandon as he took deep breaths. Brandon looked over at his sister, and RJ watched as they locked gazes. Brandon’s eyes narrowed before he looked over to him. It was clear when Brandon realised something more was going on.
    “You son of a bitch!” Brandon yelled and launched himself at RJ.
    RJ took a hard knock back as Brandon’s fist hit his chin. His head snapped back and he tasted blood in his mouth. He vaguely heard Nikki scream and Dylan holler as he shook his head. He managed to block the next punch to his head but missed the left to his stomach.
    Dylan pulled Brandon off him and pushed him across the room to face off with him. From the corner of his eye, he could see Ben and Justin rush into the room.
    “Brandon, stop!” Nikki tried to grab her brother but he pushed her back.
    RJ growled but Dylan