Wanted

Easton POV

I was glad I decided to stop and wake Emily before we went to the pack house, especially after I remembered the spring nearby. When she first told me I could call her Em instead of Emily, I was worried she didn’t like me calling her baby girl.

She squashed my worry when she shyly revealed she preferred for me to call her baby girl. Dallas was pacing and howling in my mind when she asked if our wolves could meet and bond at the spring. “Anything for you, baby girl.”

I don’t think she knows just how much I mean that. I would do anything in the world for my beautiful mate. I’ve already threatened her dad, and I would gladly raze his entire pack to the ground if wanted me to. I would watch the world burn to protect her and make her happy.

I could smell her wetness building, and I was beginning to grow a bulge in my pants. I could tell she was shocked when I drove into the woods. There’s an actual road that leads to the spring we were going to, but that would take too l