Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)

His tone changed from jovial to a near growl. “Taking a mate is the most serious vow a wolf can make.”

Holy shit. He meant it. “But we don’t know each other.”

“I know enough.” He cocked his head. “Did I not satisfy you in bed?”

“Yes, of course. It’s just that lust and love are birds of a different feather.”

“Gaby, if I didn’t love you, I would not have taken you as a mate.” His brows furrowed. “Don’t you love me?”

“Yes…no…I don’t know. I’m so confused.”

“A wolf knows his mate, but I understand humans require a longer bonding period.”

“Didn’t you say you can’t take a human as a mate? Besides, what if you someday regain your full memory back and realize you left behind a princess wolf mate?” Then there was the wolf charmer enemy thing.

He engulfed her small hand in his. “My wolf warned me about taking a human female, but he and I agree. You are the one.” He released her hand. “Unless, you really hate being my mate.”

“It’s just until we know who you really are, why risk our hearts?”

“I’ve decided not to pursue my past identity. My life started back in the lab the minute you walked in and your beautiful green eyes rocked my world.”

Her heart melted. “Love at first sight?”

He chuckled. “The mate signal went off the charts, but I have to admit, I fought it. Mostly because my wolf told me you were forbidden fruit.”

“There is so much besides finding out your real identity we don’t know. I mean what about children and other things?” Not that she’d ever thought of having a family. Far from it. She assumed she’d never get married. Not to mention marrying a different species.

“True, I don’t have all the answers, but together we’ll discover them.”

Gaby remained confused, but the thought of being with the handsomest sexiest man alive forever shadowed her practical side. She met his feral eyes and knew, for better or for worse, he was for her.

Kane held the trunk of the car opened. Bags of new clothes, for him and her, a new laptop and the briefcase with their cash. After shopping for hours, they were finally ready to go as the sun set. “Are you sure you have everything?”

Gaby looked the stereotypical tourist, wearing a sun hat, sunglasses, tight black jeans, short boots and jade silk shirt. She put away her new smart phone. “Yep.”

He closed the trunk. “To the coast then and our new life.”

She sat in the passenger seat and set their GPS. “Let’s head just north of San Francisco.”

His hackles rose, the air crackled, and he growled. He quickly got into the vehicle.

“Kane, what’s wrong?”

“Let’s get the hell out of here.” He sped away, taking side roads to the main freeway.

She looked back as if trying to figure out who chased them.

“Don’t worry, their scent was a mile away.”

“Whose scent?”

“Two werewolves, a man and woman.”

“You can tell their gender?”

“Can you smell a pizza from bacon?”

“Yeah.”