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Korren narrowed his eyes. “Let me make myself clear. I’m leaving you here under the condition that you don’t cause my patient any duress. I will kick you out at the first sign of any disturbance.”
Gentry flashed his most charming smile at the cranky doctor. “I’ll keep them in line.”
“Be sure that you do.” Korren looked pointedly at Bowen before walking out.
Theron let out a harsh breath, and his shoulders sagged. The medical building made him uncomfortable, so his presence was surprising. I reached for his link—the thread that led to his emotions—and sent soothing pulses through our bond. His dark chocolate eyes met mine, and his full lips quirked. It couldn’t be considered a smile, but it was enough to let me know he appreciated the gesture.
I sat between Bowen and Gentry, and silence descended on the room. The weight of her presence—of the shift she had brought to our lives—was both a blessing and a curse.
Our Omega.
Our mate.
And she was unsanctioned. Wild. Forbidden.
The Council would see her as yet another slight against them. Any other sanctioned pack—one loyal to the Council—would have reported the Omega and let them decide her fate like all the others in their possession. To do that would mean losing her to the system.
Claws broke through my fingertips, piercing my skin as a fierce wave of anger swept over me. No one would take her from us.
“So, she’s ours,” Gentry said, broaching the subject.
“It would seem so,” Bowen replied, deceptively calm.
“The question is, where did she come from?” Theron asked. “You said you found her in the woods. Are you certain there were no other scents nearby?”
“None,” Bowen said.
“Odd.” Theron eyed us, and I knew I wouldn’t like what he had to say. “How can we be sure this isn’t a trap? That she wasn’t sent here by the Council?”
“You think the Council would send an Omega to do their dirty work? They’ve got some screws loose, but they wouldn’t risk an Omega,” Bowen said.
Theron’s heavy brows rose. “That’s exactly what they would do. It’s the last thing we’d expect. Think about it. If the Council is desperate to get inside Hidden Creek’s borders, which they most certainly are, they won’t waste their time sending someone suspicious.” He gave the wolf a pointed stare. “They would send something we covet—something we wouldn’t anticipate.”
Shit. He had a point.
“She’s our mate,” I reminded him.
“An unexpected wrench in their plans.” Theron crossed his arms over his chest. “But until we know how she got here, it’s safer to keep our distance. Assume the worst.”
Bowen stared at him incredulously. “You can’t be serious. She’s our mate. Even if she originally intended to do the Council’s bidding, it would stand to reason that the mating urge will change her plans.”
“Hate to say it, but Bowen’s right,” Gentry said. “She’ll be in heat soon. The urge will take over, and the longer we hold out, the more we risk our wolves falling into a rut. Once the bond is in place, we’ll be able to detect any inaccuracies in her story.”
“And that’s enough for you?” Theron snapped.
“It will have to be. Unless you plan on fighting the bond?” I questioned.
All eyes turned to him, and Theron straightened, legs wide and shoulders relaxed. Dominance rolled off him in waves as he assessed each of us.
Time seemed to slow, and the haunted look in his eyes told me he wasn’t entirely present. His gaze flicked over to our sleeping mate and then back to us, resigned. “There’s no fighting it.”
Gentry joined Theron and slipped his hand into the larger man’s. “Whatever happens, we’re in this together. We don’t even know her, so let’s not assume the worst. It won’t do us any good.”
Gentry’s empathic nature balanced out the harder edges of our group, and times like this reminded us why the calmer, sweeter male had bonded to three clueless brutes like us.
A familiar voice spoke up from the doorway. “She’s a tiny thing.”
We all turned to face Alpha Wynn as he strode into the room. His icy blue eyes swept over our mate before settling on us. “Korren said you felt the mating pull.”
