Wild: Devils Point Wolves #1 (Mating Season Collection) by Mating Season Collection, Eliza Gayle Read Free Book Online Page B

didn’t trick you all along and he was the mysterious rogue out on the bridge who took the chunk out of you? He’s pretty convincing, but he’s also willing to do just about anything to get what he wants.”
    “Hey!” he objected.
    “That’s absurd. He barely knew me. Besides, no one but you could have known I was coming to the island that night. I told no one except your voicemail.”
    “Make him prove it. He can shift into a wolf and you should be able to tell whether he was the wolf that attacked you or not.”
    “I will no–”
    “I’ll do it.” Anything to get Rebel down from her latest rampage. “But,” he turned to Rebel, “when I prove it wasn’t me, you have to get chilled. You’ve been hysterical for days and it’s getting old. We’re wolves not mutant zombies here to eat your fucking brains.”
    Rebel huffed. “I’ll do what I can, but I’m not ruling out some freak of nature alien bullshit.”
    Damien shook his head and walked over to his mate’s sister draping his arm across her shoulder. “That’s Sir alien to you. You’re still my employee.”
    “Hopefully not for long,” Faith mumbled while taking a sip of her drink.  
    He moved into the middle of the living room and began unbuttoning his shirt. He then unfastened his jeans and slid them down his legs. When he reached for his underwear, Faith shrieked.  
    “Do you have to take it all off?”
    Rebel snickered. “He sure does.”
    “If I’m wearing clothes when I shift they pretty much get shredded and ruined. I’ll turn around how about that?”
    His mate nodded, but the stricken look on her face remained. She really had no idea how not a big deal this was. There wasn’t a person in the pack who hadn’t already seen everything. They often shifted and ran together and naked in their human form was pretty standard by the end of the night.
    “Don’t worry, sis. It’s not anything I haven’t already seen.”
    “Not helping,” Faith seethed through clenched teeth.
    Ready to get this over with, he pulled on the strength of his wolf until he felt fur moving under his skin and then pushing through. It wasn’t going to be this easy for Faith the first time she shifted. He remembered that moment as painful and not fun at all. But with him there to ease her transition he was confident it wouldn’t be that bad.  
    “What the hell is going on here?”
    Damien sighed at the sound of Dante’s voice behind him. Was there no sacred space among pack that he couldn’t take his clothes off without someone new showing up unannounced?
    “Damien here is going to shift into his wolf form and prove to Faith that he is not the rogue wolf who bit her. At least not the first time.”
    Dante’s eyes widened. “You mated her? Hell to the fucking yeah, it’s about goddamn time.” Dante grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him into a hug.  
    “Uhm could we do this after I get my clothes back on?” He pulled free from his brother and scooped his pants from the floor and yanked them back up his legs.  
    “This is ridiculous. Rebel doesn’t need proof you’re not the one who bit her sister, she confronted the asshole responsible and even shot him.
    Faith jumped from her stool. “You did what?”  
    “What’s the big deal. He’ll heal. Isn’t that what you magical werewolves do? Healing a little gunshot to the leg should be a breeze.”
    Damien rolled his eyes. He was losing patience with her outburst.  
    Faith punched her sister in the shoulder. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you being so bitchy?”
    She picked up her glass and downed the rest of her Disaronno. “Why don’t you ask him?” She hitched her thumb in the direction of Dante.
    “That’s what this is all about?” Dante’s tone sounded razor sharp. Whatever was going on he was on the edge and it showed. “The true mate thing?”
    Faith gasped. “You’re his mate.”
    Rebel scoffed, sliding from her stool. “If only he was so lucky. I’m out of here.