Their Runaway Mate by Selena Cross Read Free Book Online Page B

mundane things like the weather, but she still held herself back and acted as if she were waiting for Carter or him to snap at her for no reason.
    What Drew hated the most out of all of it was how she’d become uncomfortable with him. He used to be able to laugh with her and joke around, but after she and Carter had fought, she seemed to lose trust in him too. Things that used to make her laugh hysterically barely got a smile out of her. He hated how she wouldn’t open up to him about how she felt, as if he’d use it against her. He had liked being able to be there for her when she needed him to make her feel better about something that was bothering her. Now it was apparently him bothering her, and she’d shut up tighter than a drum.
    Then the next day passed and the next, and with each day it seemed like she was beginning to come into her old self again. The three of them started a routine of meeting for breakfast, where they’d tell each other their plans and hopes for the day, and then at dinner where they’d let each other know how everything went. They even started having a movie night, where they’d all take turns picking a couple of different movies, then sitting around the family room after dinner watching the movies over a giant bowl of popcorn and some wine. When they’d first started doing it, Drew and Carter felt uncomfortable because Anna would curl up on the love seat, alone, while they sat on opposite sides of the couch.
    Anna had insisted the next night he and Carter should sit together without feeling uncomfortable about her being in the room, but even that felt wrong. They wanted her to be there with them, not sitting on a different piece of furniture, by herself. So the next night, Drew deviously turned up the air conditioning in the house, while Carter popped a big bowl of popcorn smothered in melted butter. Part way into the first movie Anna was shivering and they could practically see her salivating for the popcorn.
    At first, she sat on the same couch, but on the other end with a blanket wrapped around her legs, so Drew hid all the throw blankets in the family room so she couldn’t use them. When she’d finally sat next to Drew he immediately pulled her in for a cuddle, which made her stiffen up, especially when Carter decided to change where he sat too, on the other side of her. Half way through the movie though, she became so engrossed in what she was watching and munching on popcorn, she relaxed completely and allowed them to put their arms around her shoulders, where they linked their hands together, while cuddling her.
    By the fourth movie night she was there, in the middle of the couch with the bowl of popcorn before Drew and Carter had even entered the room. It was perfect, well, almost perfect.
    When the day would end and they’d go to bed, she’d always just say good night and go to her room, where she locked the door. Drew and Carter had all but given up on having sex for a bit because it just didn’t seem as satisfying as it once had. They knew what was missing, a curvy, little brunette who tried to play oblivious to what was going on between them. Their cocks were almost constantly rock hard to the point of pain, and every time they walked into the house after a long day and smelled her scent, their mouths would start to water and their wolves would start to howl. They tried to give each other relief, but each day they were finding it harder and harder to even find release. Their wolves wanted their mate and would settle for nothing less than the three of them together.
    Drew found himself out in the training field with his men more than anywhere else, mainly because he wanted to let off all the excess energy. Carter was becoming a bear to be around and snapped at everyone in sight it seemed, except for Anna, who he would become as gentle as a kitten with, making Drew want to laugh out loud.
    Carter went from saying Anna expected too much, to trying to buy her the moon itself,