Wolf Charmer (Team Greywolf 2)

“No way. The last thing she needs is a pissed off alpha male coming after her.” She handed Gaby the reins.

Gaby didn’t see any sign of anyone approaching. She tried to mount, but Spitfire pulled back. “Easy.” Time for charm. She focused and the mare dropped her head and acted like a gentle beginner’s horse.

Before she mounted, Cricket growled. “Too late.”

“What?”

“They’re here.”

Gaby let go of the reins and stared. A large black wolf stalked toward them, flanked by two huge male wolves. “Is that Kiara?”

“Yep. A tad larger than I remember.”

Kiara snarled at the two horses and they bolted.

Cricket stood in front of Gaby and bowed. “Princess Kiara, what a pleasant surprise. Not.”

Kiara shifted to human form. Shamelessly naked. Tall, gorgeous, raven-haired and a sexy body. She exposed her dagger-like fangs and smirked at Cricket. “Still part of the team, little runt.”

Cricket’s face reddened. “Saving the world from Ragnarok earned me a promotion. Beta commanding officer in charge of human affairs.”

“Is that what you call babysitting Prince Steele’s pet?”

“No disrespect, Princess Kiara, but that’s on a need to know basis.”

Kiara rolled her eyes. “That seems to be the mantra in this entire damn place.”

Cricket furrowed her brow. “How did you find us?”

“Need to know, my dear, and you don’t need to know.” She turned her attention to Gaby. “So, pet, we have not been properly introduced.”

“Her name is Gaby,” said Cricket.

“Who the fuck asked you? Runt!”

Gaby spoke. “I may have taken the oath, but I’m no man’s pet.”

Kiara laughed with a maniacal edge. “So you think you’re his wife?”

“No. Of course not. I understand werewolves can only mate their kind.”

“I forgive Steele. After all, he suffered from amnesia.” Kiara sneered. “Good thing he regained his memory and understands his duty.”

Gaby swallowed. “Yes. He’s recovered.”

“And accepted I’m his mate.”

Her heart stilled. No. “He did?”

Cricket smirked. “No offense, but there are plenty of available royal princesses.”

Kiara sucker punched Cricket. She fell flat on her back and her head smacked the ground.

Gaby knelt at her si

de and lifted her head. Blood from a sharp rock. “Cricket!”

“I didn’t hit her that hard.”