Turner (White Wolf Ridge 1)

“I’m with you.” We walk to the front, and I keep my hands on my phone and not on my mate. It’s hard to avoid touching her, but I already have a disgruntled guest. We arrive up front to see a man I recognize immediately.

“Is there something I can help you with, Mayor Turner?” I ask, hoping it’s nothing serious because today’s been good so far despite all the hiccups leading to today.

“Well, hello, my darling Maria. It’s good to see you. And yes. Your mother is upset that you two have been dragging on marriage planning, and she sent me here to harass you.”

“Is that really why you’re here?” I have a sinking suspicion it’s not.

“Okay. I just wanted to see if you heard from your brother.”

“I haven’t spoken to him in two days. Why? What’s wrong?”

“He got into trouble in Lakeland, Florida. I’m on my way there. I wanted you to keep an eye on your sister. Your mother insists she come with me so we can talk to your brother together.”

“Of course, I’ll look after Aria. She can stay with us. I hope everything’s okay.”

“You know that Anderson came from Lakeland,” he adds pointedly. I know damn well what he means.

“Are you serious?” Does Anderson have anything to do with my brother getting into some shit, or has his hot head gotten the better of him? Damn it. I hope he’s okay.

“Yes. I have a feeling he has a hand in whatever happened with your brother.”

“I’ll bury that bastard if he does.”

“I’m with you on that, son.”

“He was just here, reminding me that he’s in charge of the law, not me.”

“Do you think he knows?”

“No, he mentioned the fight Max got into with the guy from Wolfe Creek, which I wasn’t aware he knew about since we kept it a pack matter.”

“The bastard. When I come back, he’s out, but in the meantime, stay out of his way. I don’t want the fucker trying to arrest you for something. If he really becomes a problem, we’ll have to deal with him the old way.” I know exactly what he means and without a doubt, we’ll rip him limb from limb.

Maria gasps.

It’s the nature of the beast.

Oh, that’s not it. He must know about you all.

Do you really believe that?

Yes. Too many questions about the quick relationships, and now this. Someone needs to sneak into his home and find out all they can on him.

“Care to share with the class?” my father asks, guessing from our silence that we’re having a private conversation.

“We can talk when you get back. Be careful, and let me know what’s going on as soon as you can and if you need anything.”

“Okay. You two be careful and keep your guard up. We don’t need a repeat of what happened in Wolfe Creek.” We both nod, and then he pulls us in for a hug. I turn and see Anderson watching us.

“The bastard’s still here,” I mutter in a hush that only they can hear.

“Calm down, my love. Let’s get to work.” Her soft hand on my forearm does the trick again.

“Be safe, Father. We must get back to resort duties.”

“See you soon.” He walks off right past the chief without a word or any acknowledgement of the man.

9

Maria

Turner and I walk away without addressing the chief again because it won’t end well, so we pivot toward the bank of elevators. I know where my mate needs to go, and that’s to his office so he can get out some of the tension that has brought his wolf toward the surface. I can sense it, feel it as if it’s me with such Alpha energy ready to strike.

The second the elevator doors close around us, he locks it down from inside. Turner has me in his arms, crushing his mouth to mine, pinning me to the wall of the elevator. There are no cameras in this elevator because it’s his private one and only the three people on the floor can access it. He grabs the clasp on my dress pants and undoes it, pulling down my pants and panties before spinning me around to face the wall. In seconds, I feel the cool air hit my ass before his hand comes down and then he slams inside of me with a grunt. His fingers lace with mine as he presses them up above my head on the wall. Fucking me with only his strong thighs driving his cock deep inside me, I cry out, feeling every inch of my mate. His pleasure is mine, and I swallow my screams so only he can hear them in my head. Listening and feeling my release, he lets go as well, emptying himself in me.

We’re both panting wildly as he presses his body on mine. “I could live like this.”