So I Married a Werewolf

ChapterTwenty-Four

Logan

I followed Cindy into the house. After Sarah left, her demeanor changed. She’d gone from a she-wolf ready to take on the world to one who hung her head on the way up the stairs.

The boys chased after me.

“Don’t you hurt my mom!” Carter did his best to growl.

“Your mom is my mate,” I said. I nodded when his eyes widened. “I’ll never hurt her, or you guys. I’m here to protect you.”

“Boys, it’s late. Let’s get you back into bed. I bet you have a favorite bedtime story.” Marissa came up behind me, with a sleeping Charlotte on her shoulder. “I’d love to read it to you.”

“The Littlest Wolf,” Caleb hollered.

“Don’t let Sarah make you think this is your fault,” I growled to Cindy as Marissa ushered the kids into their bedroom.

“I won’t. But when the pack wakes up tomorrow, and Joe is still missing, and you’re still here...”She let out a huff. “I’m done worrying about it. Other than some she-wolves bringing me food on the sly so their mates wouldn’t catch wind they supported me, no one gives a damn about what happens to me. Maybe they have a legitimate reason to be afraid of Pedro. Honestly, I don’t care anymore. I’m not afraid of him or any wolf in this pack.”

“You’re sexy when you’re like this.” I stepped closer to her, wishing she was human. I couldn’t think about what her body would be like ripe from her shift—her scent intensified, those naked curves... It was enough to make me fucking explode.

I’d never wanted a woman like this. Ever. I was ready to give up everything I’d ever known and put myself in the middle of a pack war I couldn’t possibly win just to have her in my bed for one night.

“I’m sexy when I’ve sent my very last fuck over the ledge to wash up in Sunset Springs in a month or two?”She laughed. “Good. Because I’m ready for something different, Logan. No more apologizing to a pack that was ready to drag me bodily back to a wolf who didn’t give a shit about me. No more feeling like I don’t belong here. I am the Green Mountain pack. And these wolves are going to have a front row seat to watch me live my best life, whether they like it or not.”

“Yes!” It was so jarring to see Bibi in sweats. Her makeup and wig had melted away, all traces of the glam goddess gone. But her attitude was the same. “That’s exactly why I chose you to kick off The Mating Game. I knew you had it in you. I was hoping that I’d be able to give you your dream life wrapped up in a pretty bow, but it feels pretty good when you earn it, doesn’t it?”

“I wish I fell asleep that fast.” Marissa chuckled as she came out of the kids’ bedroom. “Something tells me they’ll be out of commission until at least mid-morning, so that buys you a little bit of sleeping in time, Momma.”

“Good, because you’re gonna need it,” I said.

Cindy scanned the room, still all wolf. “I need to shift, and I don’t think what happens after that will pass the censors for The Mating Game.”

“Hugo and I will stay in the van,” Bibi said. “Obviously, we’ll be working on getting new security guards ready to start immediately, and we should probably be in the market for another babysitter or two. I’ll have Marissa bring breakfast in the morning. Make sure you get a little bit of rest because we will be full steam ahead with this makeover—after we interview you both. This episode is coming together!”

She clapped and headed out the door. Hugo lingered for a few extra moments, with his hands in the pockets of the emergency sweatpants that were kept in the van for nights like this.

“I’m sorry I failed you, Cindy,” he said. “I wanted to believe these wolves were better than this. That they shared our vision of what this pack could be.”

“You didn’t fail anyone,”she said. “Especially not me. You saw the best in those wolves, and they let you down. I know you well enough that it will never happen again. I’m proud that you’re on my side, Hugo. And even prouder to be in your pack.”

He nodded. “Have fun tonight, guys. You deserve this.”

The door clicked closed behind him, and finally, we were alone. No cameras, no spa workers, nothing but the cozy heaviness of a house full of sleeping kiddos.

“I want to say something before you shift, because I’m gonna lose my mind when I see you as a human again.” My voice rumbled. “You never have to put yourself in danger to see me. All you have to do is call, and I’ll be there. Doesn’t matter where I am or what I’m doing. You want me, and you can have me.”

“Even if you’re filming a movie?”

“Nothing’s more important than what my mate needs.”

Her eyes changed, and she shook her head. Heat radiated from her body, and she was about to shift. She opened her mouth and pushed her snout against the side of the chair to stifle her cry. Her fur split, limbs extended. Moments later, a human woman kneeled on the floor before me.

In a fluid moment, she rose to stand. Fuck, I’d been picturing her like this in stolen moments all night long ever since I’d seen her in her wolf form. Her shift was inevitable. But how was it possible that she was even more gorgeous than I imagined? Her tawny skin shone with dew, her limbs were long and soft, and those curves. Her breasts were full and heavy, nipples upturned. Her stomach had a soft curve to it, and her hips and ass were round and magnificent.

She met my gaze, unapologetic about who she was and how she got here. She was my mate, and nothing that happened before now mattered. We were together, and we were a force to be fucking reckoned with.

I’d never felt more wolf than I did in this moment. Didn’t matter that I couldn’t shift. I didn’t need to. It didn’t make me any less of an animal than if I had fur and fangs. That’s what this woman saw in me. The thing that no one else did.

And for that, I’d give her anything she wanted. I’d move heaven and earth to give it to her.

No words were necessary. I unbuttoned the few remaining intact buttons on my shirt and let it fall to the floor. Cindy’s gaze flicked to the discarded fabric, only for a moment, and then back to me. The little smirk that played on her lips had my cock rock hard and ready for her.

I brought my hands to my belt, and she stepped forward, her breasts swaying with the movement. My mouth was watering before her hands landed on top of mine. Nipples brushing against my bare chest, her lips on mine.

Forget the damn belt. My hands slid over her hips, onto her ass, pressing her gorgeous body against me. My tongue explored her mouth, tangling with hers. The happy little sigh that emitted from her was enough to make me come undone.

“We can’t do this here,” she said softly. I hated that her first words to me after her shift were to tell me no. “The kids wake up at the drop of a dime.”

“But we’re gonna do this, right?”

She nodded. “I can’t think of a better way to break in the brand-new bedroom set Bibi brought me today.” She dipped her head and laughed softly. “It’s about time that room sees how these things should be done.”

I slipped my arm down to her thighs and lifted her up. She gasped and put her mouth on my shoulder to stifle another laugh. It didn’t take long for her lips to find the throbbing spot on my throat that pulsed for her and her only. This woman practically had me on my knees.

It was about time she finally got claimed by the wolf that was made to be only with her.

The bedroom door bounced against the wall when I kicked it open. We’d figure out a way to deal with the kids if they woke up, but I had a feeling they were down for the count, just like Marissa had claimed before she left. I lay Cindy down on the bed. It was all white, and obviously new. She scooted back on the mattress, positioning her body closer to the pillows, her eyes glued to me.

“Lose the pants, wolf. I’m waiting for you.” She opened her legs enough for me to see her glistening pussy. Her scent tingled my nostrils.

Making quick work of the belt and zipper, I stepped out of my pants and put my knee on the mattress, crawling toward my mate. Feeling more like a wolf than I ever had.

I grabbed her by the ankles, opening them wide and pulling her down to me, putting that beautiful pussy on display. I ran my fingers lightly along the inside of her thigh, loving the way she shuddered at my touch.

She grasped the sheets in her hands as I got closer to her sex. This woman was dying to be touched. To be fucking worshipped like the goddess she was. My mate would never go without again.

I circled her sensitive nub, loving the way she cried out. Her hips rose from the bed when I hit the spot that sent her into overdrive.

“Goddess, that’s good,” she gasped. “Don’t stop. Never stop.”