Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)
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“Since I’m in your territory, why don’t you give me the grand tour?”
“This feels like home, but I don’t know where to begin the tour.”
“Maybe here we can find out who you are.”
He frowned. “I know who I am, your husband and mate.”
Part of her liked the idea of him calling her that, yet, she, being human, preferred wife. Actually, girlfriend would have been fine. Had the rushed Las Vegas wedding been too much too soon? His primal conviction convinced her they were meant for each other. She could not imagine being with another man. Gaby smiled. “Yes, werewolf and wolf charmer, let no man put asunder.”
He laughed. “If said man or wolf wants to live.”
“We might be talking about your pack family, so be nice.”
He drew her in and kissed her with the passion she’d grown so used to. The kind in epic romance novels.
“Prince Steele.” A woman’s voice interrupted their kiss.
They turned toward a tall attractive dark-haired woman with silvery streaks running through her long hair. She was perhaps late twenties or early thirties.
“Lunara, this is my mate, Gaby.”
“With all due respect, my prince, she is your wife by human law, not ours.”
“Says you.”
“No, my prince, I believe you feel Gaby is your soul mate, but what we believe or not doesn’t matter.” She furrowed her brow. “Perchance, through some cosmic accident she is. What matters is only King Conan can authorize your union.”
Gaby curtsied. Not sure why, but then felt awkward. Maybe the titles bantered around did it. “Does Prince Steele already have a mate?”
“No. But he was promised.”
“Oh?” So much for the Las Vegas wedding.
Kane paced. “If I was promised, obviously, that promise is broken.”
“You are required to attain your king’s permission. Or your pack leader, Rylee.”
He blinked as if in recognition. “Is Rylee a white wolf?”
“Yes,” said Lunara. “The head of Team Greywolf, the special forces part of the Lycan Intelligence Agency.”
“You have to be kidding me,” said Gaby. “A werewolf version of the CIA?”
Lunara turned to her. “Steele is an important alpha commander.”
He shook his head. “Then why don’t I remember specifics?”
“Not important. What is important is bringing you home. Only then can I better guide you back to us.”
“If I bring Gaby, promise her safety.”
Lunara lowered her head. “I can’t. Gaby is a wolf-segen, an enemy of our kind.”
“Based on an archaic law.”
“You must understand how their sight nearly wiped out our kind. The law dictates we kill them without question.”
Kane held her tight. “No one will harm my mate.”