Savage Mates

Chapter 32

Chapter Thirty-Two: Can’t have you going feral

I couldn’t pull my gaze away from the sleeping woman on the couch. How her long legs were tucked

up, her heart shaped face relaxed with sleep. Her hair tangled from the mating that both of my friends

had put her through.

She shifted in her sleep and I willed her to wake up, to show me what the color her eyes were. How

she looked when she smiled. Anything about her that I could learn. I wanted to know it all. I took a step

closer and her hair fell to the side, baring the claiming mark on her throat. She was human; it was clear

from the way the bite looked. Her skin was angry and red and I knew that it must have hurt her to get it.

But I knew that they would have made it pleasurable for her, too.

The room reeked of their couplings making something stir inside of me. My beast was intrigued. I could

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My body pulsed at the thought of watching the two of them, of the thought of how she would look as I

ordered her to fuck them. How it would feel to finally show her that she wasn’t just their mate, but mine

as well.

I wanted to fuck her. To claim her for mine.

Moving forward, I watched Ryan’s arms tense up around her. My gaze shot to his face and I could see

the worry in his blue eyes before they dropped down away from mine.

“Alpha.’ He whispered, tilting his head to the side in a show of submission.

His words stopped me mid stride. Reminding me that he was a member of my pack, someone that I

called a friend. I couldn’t take his mate from him. I didn’t know if he and Travis would be willing to share

her, even if I could bring myself to tell them who she was to me.

The door clicked softly behind me and I looked over at Travis. his jewel like eyes had grown dark, but I

could tell that he knew. There was worry and hesitation in the way that he moved, almost like he was

afraid that I was going to attack him to get to her.

He moved deeper into the room, resting a hand on my shoulder and I jerked back. He smelled so

strongly of her sweet scent and the smell of my pack that I knew that I could risk his touch again.

Her smell clung to him, making me want to drag him closer. To see if his lips tasted of her.

“How long?” He asked, his words were soft. Fuck, he knew. He knew what I was thinking. I lifted an

eyebrow at him and he shook his head. “Stop being a dick and tell me how long.”

“A few weeks. Today was bad. I, I, I almost hurt Kelly.” I said, looking away from him and back towards

her. Her lips parted and I wondered how they would feel pressed against mine as I kissed her awake.

Demanded her attention until she was panting for me.

Everything about her made me long for more. For what I was worried I would never have. A part of me

was glad that she wasn’t awake. It would be easier not to know.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Fuck man, I’m your god damn beta.”

I turned away from watching her. Slowly looking back at him as I sorted out what to say. The happiness

that had been in his eyes was wiped away and I knew that it was because of me.

‘What are you guys talking about?” Ryan asked. Travis pressed his lips together before he looked over

my shoulder at his… What would he be to him, mate in law? One day lover? Guy that fucks his mate

who he also wants to fuck?

I didn’t know how they would be able to remain just friends if they shared a mate. I had heard that the

pull to share with your mate’s other lovers was something that was inevitable. That the same pull could

be felt and fuck my life if I wasn’t feeling drawn to the both of them right now.

“Jason is…” Travis said. “He’s drawn to Tillie and he’s close to going feral.”

The room was so quiet that I could hear the music from the club below. I didn’t want to turn to look at

my best friend. I could already see it on Travis’ face, the struggle that he was feeling. I was his alpha

and his friend and he knew the future for me. Unless they let me claim Tillie with them.

Tillie.

Just thinking about her name made my curiosity rise. I rolled it around in my head, liking the way that it

sounded.

“Feral,” Ryan said. I could hear the couch creaking as he moved around on the couch.

“She’s, she’s my mate. I’m sorry. I need to get out of here.” I whispered, turning towards the door. I

needed out of here before I did something I couldn’t take back.

“Stop,’ Travis growled, the feel of his power sweeping over my skin. So much like my own, I tilted my

head to the side, flashing sharp teeth at him. “Don’t get all grrr on me. I’m just saying, give us a minute.

Don’t leave.”

Ryan’s footsteps were soft as he made his way over. Travis’ eyes flicked over to him, they grew dark. I

watched my beta track his movements. His eyes had an almost hungry gleam to them and I knew it

would be long until the two of them were together, too.

“You’re sure?” Ryan asked as he stopped beside me. I looked over at him, trying to fight down a laugh.

“Were you sure that you were drawn to her, that you knew she was the one?”

“Fair enough. So what are we going to do about it?” Ryan asked, moving around me to lean against

Travis’ desk. I noticed the papers pushed around and on the floor and I wondered which of them had

taken her on there?

“Do about it?” I asked, worrying the inside of my cheek with my teeth. The way that he said it, like I

wasn’t asking them for something so huge. For them to allow me to claim their mate.

“Yeah, we can’t have you going feral. I know you’re close to it. When we ran last night, I felt it.” Ryan

said and I regretted not telling him and Travis sooner. “When are you going to claim her?”