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“Do you think they could be lovers?” Juke asked in Thule, his voice low as he watched Kirk’s retreating figure with a look of mild disbelief.Paul sighed, clearly exasperated. “Not again,” he muttered, rolling his eyes skyward. He gave Juke a stare so sharp it could curdle milk as if to say, Must you always jump to this conclusion?Noticing Kirk’s curiosity, Paul turned to him and gave an apologetic smile. “Please excuse me. Juke is my superior, and I must answer him in our mother tongue,” he said, hoping to pacify their guest’s intrigue.“Go right ahead. I’ve never been accused of stopping anyone using tongue,” Kirk replied with a flirtatious grin, his eyes twinkling as he winked at Paul. With a dismissive flourish of his hand toward Juke, he settled back into his seat, jiggling his leg in excitement.Juke and Paul shared a look, and Paul leaned in toward his companion, lowering his voice. “Who? Your mate and this man?” He darted a quick glance at Kirk, shaking his head. “I don’t thi
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"Are you crazy? You don't even know them, and you're asking me to go shopping." Dale shouted at Kirk as he paced the expanse of their living room, his sock-clad feet making soft swooshing sounds against the plush carpet.The afternoon sun streamed through the window, leaving shadows that danced with his agitated movements. He paused at the window now and then as he passed by, pretending to adjust the pristine curtains while hoping for another glimpse of the mysterious man with the streak in his hair.He wouldn't admit it, but another glimpse at the one with the streak might help to calm his nerves. There was something about those eyes—a deep, mesmerizing shade that made Dale's heart skip like a scratched record.They were soothing yet electrifying, like a summer storm across a peaceful lake. He knew it was a contradiction but didn't have the words to express his feelings. Scared yet excited was the only way he could describe it—like standing on the edge of a cliff with a parachute he
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The towel hung low on Dale's hips, droplets of water trailing down his chest like tiny rivers mapping his skin as he stepped into his bedroom, rubbing his hair dry. His thick locks needed a helping hand to dry faster, the damp strands refusing to cooperate as usual.He envied Kirk's ability to let his hair dry naturally as if blessed by some mystical hair goddess. If Dale did that, his clothes would be a soaking mess. The moisture in his hair hid in wait like a sneaky saboteur, ready for a chance to ruin whatever he wore.His gaze fell to the package Kirk had left on the bed, innocent-looking but somehow ominous in its plain brown wrapper. The mattress dipped as he sat on the corner, his heart doing a nervous tap dance in his chest as he retrieved the gift.Ripping the bag open, he saw the content. His face dropped faster than a lead balloon. What was Kirk planning? Who needed this much lube and condoms? Who else had he invited? Dale's stomach contracted as his ass clenched at the tho
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The overpowering scent of Kirk's cologne lingered in the hall like a department store perfume counter had exploded. Dale dragged himself upright, wondering if his nose hairs would ever recover. He picked up the discarded ice trays and headed for the kitchen, cussing under his breath about roommates with the spatial awareness of a drunk rhinoceros.He supposed he had it coming. Hadn't he done the same thing to Kirk less than ten hours ago? Unable to stay mad—probably because his brain cells were too busy defending themselves against Kirk's cologne—Dale threw the trays in the sink.He better wash off his face before their guests saw him all made up like a contestant on RuPaul's Drag Race. He didn't want to give them the wrong impression, though at this point, covered in makeup and smelling like Kirk's cologne by proximity, he wasn't sure what the right impression would be.His hand paused on the bathroom door handle when he was grabbed and pulled back by the shoulder with all the grace
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"Why is no one drinking and having a good time?" Kirk looked around the room. The drinks he'd given Paul and Juke when they entered remained untouched. "Dale, what have you done to my guests? The atmosphere in here is putrid." Kirk gave Dale a cutting glare, accompanied by a slight shake of his head.Dale knew it was for his eyes only but was sure the other two men in the room picked up on it. Paul shifted uncomfortably where he stood, and Juke bolted upright in his chair. Kirk placed the glass bowls on the table. "Paul, come, you sit here by me. Dale can sit over there, next to grumpy. Let's get this party started."The food was delicious, and Kirk proved an engaging host. The two men seemed better able to mask their thoughts than Dale, who sat playing with his food, his appetite diminished by the stirring in his gut. Juke's scent made his mouth water and his heart race. His body felt numb from the thoughts swimming around in his head. While Juke and Paul acted as if their earlier co
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In Dale’s bedroom, Juke’s gaze landed on the bed. He grinned. “I thought you said you weren’t going to fuck anyone. You have enough condoms for a small army. He laughed. Dale liked the sound and felt his cock shift in his pants. “I must warn you. Although my wolf is renowned for his sexual prowess, as well as his stamina, I fear even I cannot use all those in a single night.” He picked up the lube and turned it over in his hand. “What’s the liquid for?”“It’s lube, and all this was a present from Kirk.” Heat crept to Dale’s cheeks.“Oh, okay, how do you want to do this?”“Maybe we should start by taking off our clothes.”“I can do that.” Juke placed his hands over and behind his head, pulled his T-shirt forward, then off, and let it fall to the ground. Dale bent to pick it up. “Leave it. Get undressed too.” Dale straightened and stepped back. Juke began to undo his belt, staring at Dale as he pulled the button on his jeans. “Have you done this before?”Dale lowered his gaze. “No, neve
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Juke woke to find himself alone in Dale’s bed, the sheets cold where Dale should have been. He took a slow breath, inhaling the scent that clung to the room—Dale’s earthy fragrance mingling with his own, underlined by the unmistakable musk of last night.His face twisted in a smirk as he looked at himself, realizing with amusement. It wasn't just Dale who was missing—so were his clothes. He stank of sex, and the lingering aroma stirred memories of the night before, images flashing through his mind that made his blood hum and his dick twitch.Running a hand through his hair, he sat up, stretching the stiffness from his limbs. He stood, moving to the bathroom to rinse the night’s remnants.The cool water on his skin was refreshing, and a momentary shock that cleared his senses woke him. With a towel wrapped around his waist, Juke padded out, following the soft hum of voices down the hall.As he approached the kitchen, the voices grew louder, carrying a warmth and ease that wrapped aroun
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"How can you be so calm about this?" Dale’s gaze shifted from the window, where he stood—staring at Juke’s house. He’d been standing there ever since Juke and Paul left to pack. His breath fogged the glass as he leaned closer, straining for any sign of movement in the house across the street."How come you’re not?" Kirk asked from the doorway, his voice light, as though this were just another casual afternoon. He strolled further into the living room, his footsteps muffled by the plush rug."This is all new to me, and you know it." Dale turned, resting his back against the cold glass, the chill seeping through his shirt and making him shiver. His arms folded defensively over his chest, and he let out a sharp breath.Kirk, ever unbothered, strolled over and placed a hand on Dale’s arm, his fingers trailing just under his shoulder. "Didn't lover boy float your boat last night?" Kirk tilted his head, a knowing grin spreading across his face.Dale pushed off the window, his movements shar
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Chapter 23Juke's brother made light work of closing the gap between them, his movements fluid and predatory despite his friendly demeanor. The fluorescent lights caught the black streak in his hair, shorter than Juke's but no less striking.He gave Juke a hug that would have crushed human bones, the scent of pine and winter air clinging to his clothes. "Well, well, well, the prodigal son returns bringing with him 'Hell and Damnation.'" His laughter echoed through the now-quiet terminal as he slapped Juke on the back hard enough to make Dale wince. "So dear brother, you have a gay wolf, unfucking believable. You do know, you have made history here today."The tension in the air softened, though Dale could still feel the lingering electricity from the earlier confrontation, making his skin prickle. His wolf stirred, uncertain how to react to this friendlier version of Juke."Dale, this is Jazz, my twin," Juke said, his voice carrying a warmth Dale hadn't heard before. The family resemb
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"Please refrain from calling my bride names," Juke said, drawing Dale closer and a little way behind him. The protective gesture sent warmth blooming through Dale's chest, his stomach doing a strange flip as he gazed at Juke with new eyes. Despite everything, Juke cared about him, about his feelings.Juke's father tilted his head to the side as if he didn't hear properly and wanted it repeated. "Your, what...you say?" Each word dripped with venom."You heard me, we are mated." Juke's chin lifted in defiance."I don't believe you," Juke's father snarled. He turned on Dale with frightening speed, grabbed the sleeve of the ski jacket Kirk had loaned him for the trip, and ripped it clean off. The sound of tearing fabric echoed in Dale's ears as the sleeve of the sweater and dress shirt underneath went with it.Dale's half sleeve ink was suddenly on display for everyone to see, and he he
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Dale felt Juke's hand tighten on his arm as they reached the arrival lounge, the grip just shy of painful. His mate's fingers trembled slightly against his skin as they stopped short, the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows across Juke's suddenly pale face.He'd continued to drag Dale along with him after telling Paul to collect their bags and keep Kirk with him. The words were clipped and tense. He'd prefer to face his father without Kirk in tow—that much was crystal clear from the anxiety rolling off him in waves.The smell of coffee and pastries from nearby shops mixed with the sharp scent of fear-sweat coming from Juke made Dale's sensitive nose twitch. He could hear the rapid thudding of his mate's heart, matching the frantic rhythm of his own. The bustling crowd parted around them like water around a stone, giving them a clear view of the group waiting ahead.Dale sensed Juke's turmoil and waited patiently by his side, fighting the urge to fidget under the weight of unseen
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Juke tilted his head, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyelids with the heel of his palms. When he opened them again, his gaze fixed on Dale with laser focus."What is it your people say...you have yet another bug up your ass?" He rearranged his shopping bags between his legs, the plastic rustling with the movement."You're the bug in my ass." Dale hissed under his breath and slid down the seat, putting space between them. The vinyl squeaked beneath him as he moved. Juke grabbed his bags and scooted up to him, closing the gap with predatory intent."What is it I have not done this time? Did you not find Paul to be an adequate teacher while I shopped for souvenirs?""I didn't ask him anything. So I guess the answer is no. Why aren't you telling me the things I need to know?" Dale stared at Juke, willing him to understand the depth of his feelings—if the alpha wasn't already digging around in his head to hear it.His chest felt tight with all kinds of emotions, each one new and frighteni
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Paul remained silent, his shoulders hunched as they made their way through the bustling airport. The wheeled suitcase trailed behind him, making a rhythmic clicking against the tile floor. Even as they went through check-in, Juke spoke for him, his deep voice carrying an edge of authority that made the staff snap to attention. The fluorescent lights cast harsh shadows under Paul's eyes, making him look even more miserable than he probably felt.Try as he might, Kirk couldn't get Paul to say anything. The usually chatty wolf only looked at him with sorrow-filled eyes, dimmed with distress, before darting a glance at Juke and lowering his gaze again. His fingers twitched at his sides as if fighting the urge to respond to Kirk's gentle prodding.The tension radiating from Paul was thick enough to choke on. Dale's wolf stirred restlessly under his skin, picking up on the distress of a packmate. He couldn't take it anymore."How long are you going to keep Paul like this?" Dale asked, tryin
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Dale showered and changed in less than ten minutes. He didn't want Juke to come at him again. What a difference from the man that held him so tenderly the night before! He had sensed Juke's struggle with his gender. But did he have to call him a bitch boy? He guessed he deserved what Juke had done to him.To be fair, he had been resistant to believing he would turn into a werewolf on the next full moon, and if Kirk hadn't made things a lot clearer for him, he’d still be in denial—just like Juke said.The truth was a bitter pill to swallow, but he would.However, if Juke thought he was getting away with frightening the fuck out of him, he’d better think again. Dale didn't know when, and he didn't know how. But he wasn’t going to let this one go.Dale checked around his room, everything was as it should be. He picked up the ski jacket Kirk had given him, and ma
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When the buzzer rang out, Dale picked up his bag, the handle creaking under his white-knuckled grip. "I'll get it!" he shouted to Kirk, his voice rough with emotion. He yanked open the door with enough force to make the hinges groan.There stood Juke and Paul, looking far too calm for Dale's liking. The sight of them only stoked the flames of his anger higher. Without warning, he tossed his bag straight at Juke's face, satisfaction coursing through him as it sailed through the air."Here take this, dickhead." The suitcase bounced off Juke's chest with a solid thud, but his alpha's reflexes were too quick—he caught it before it hit the ground. The confused look that crossed Juke's face as he turned to Paul only infuriated Dale more. His wolf stirred restlessly beneath his skin, caught between submission to its alpha and sharing its mate's rage."What did I do?" Juke asked Paul, his brow furrowed in genuine confusion. Paul just stood there, eyes wide as saucers, looking between them lik
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Back in his room, Dale sat on his bed, his hands covering his face, fingernails digging into his scalp as the reality of his situation crashed over him like a tidal wave of ice water.What the fuck?The taste of bile rose in his throat as Kirk's words echoed in his mind. His chest tightened with each ragged breath, and his skin crawled, knowing what lurked beneath it. The wolf. His wolf. The mere thought sent tremors through his hands.He knew Kirk wouldn't lie. The truth of it sat like lead in his gut—he would change into some loathsome snarling creature, his features twisted and distorted into something as ugly as fuck. Like the one he saw in his nightmare, all razor fangs and wild eyes. The image burned behind his eyelids, refusing to fade."Why me?" The words came out as a broken whisper. "Why did I always get the shit end of the stick?" His tears fell hot and fast, and he didn't try to stop them. The salt stung his lips as they dripped down his face.This was fucked up.His stoma
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Wait a minute—hadn't Juke say only an alpha could change people to wolves? His venom would just kill them... Shit.What choice did he have? Go to Greenland with the hot guys, or stay here in the States and become a mass murderer—not by choice—through instinct.The truth was a bitter pill to swallow. There was no real choice in this. He had to go, whether he wanted to or not. Juke had claimed him, and if he ordered him to go with them, Dale knew he’d have a hard time trying to refuse his request. Did he even want to refuse?His mind wavered, battling stubbornness and practicality. He sat down heavily on the arm of the sofa, running a hand through his hair, the strands sticking up like a bird’s nest after all his nervous pacing. He let out a sharp exhale, staring at the floor.He was just being stubborn—and without good reason. What was the worst that could happen?I’d get a free skiing holiday out of it, he thought, trying to muster some humor to push through the rising panic. Then, un
