All Chapters of Her Three Dominant Wolves: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Teagan's Point of ViewTrust Harland to make my life a bit more difficult before I had to set off for a work trip.His grin was grinding my gears. Set my spine straighter. Clamped my jaw shut.He was inviting Ulrich to fly with me. Something he hadn't discussed with either me or Ciaran beforehand. How could he have when Ulrich just so happened to be flying that way on the same day.I had my suspicions about him having to go there for work. Couldn't fathom why he would change his plans so easily and leave on the very same day I had to.Harland caught wind of this as well, no doubt. That's why he was instigating Ulrich to fly with me.If he was correct and Ulrich knew something was up between us, the flight would be awkward, to say the least. Not just that but the man must be confused. Confuckulated.No human had ever experienced something this intense before. This all-consuming. "Can I have a word with you?" I asked Harland, placing my hand on his shoulder softly.The smile he gave me

Bellamy's Point of View"She will be landing within the next half an hour. I expect you there with a smile on your face." My father said, scanning his newspaper.It wasn't the local kind. Came all the way from Makatza. On the front page stood a beautiful young woman. Dark curly hair. Striking features. The headline read 'King slayed by concubine!'. The incident happened a few weeks back but it was still fresh in everyone's mind. No one wanted to let it go.The manhunt for Nerezza was taking place across the globe. But from what I have gathered and what Amadeus has told me, they had a refuge in Ireland. One of Nerezza's mates was supposed to become the Alpha there."And why don't you send Felix instead? You know how she feels-" Jonah dropped the paper in front of him. Gave me a flat look. "And I told you what I expect from you. To get her to accept you. Write off Harland. Join Desert Sun. It isn't rocket science, Bellamy. You always think with your dick so why not now?" He glowered.

Harland's Point of ViewThe pub was filled to the brim. Had screaming friends and kissing lovers. Oil was the prominent scent of the bar, thanks to their greasy menu. Alongside beer, of course. But Ciaran and Maverick sipped on their brandy whilst I nursed a single malt whiskey.Better than the pack house. Or rather, an escape from the pack house.Most of our hours were spent inside the pack house. All of our most important documents were kept there. Most of our meetings were held there.Besides. Alvara had asked for some alone time with Dargan for the night. Ozias was busy in the office, as usual. And neither three of us wanted to get in either of their hair.So, we slipped out and came here. I had no idea how they did it. How they shared the same mate. Stayed in the same house. Yes, they had been friends long before Alvara or her sister had shown up. Lived with each other and built a pack without the hindrance of a mate. But now it was different. They weren't just friends. In a

Teagan's Point of ViewI had to swallow down my growing anxiety. Had to keep my leg still. Looked Jonah in the eyes instead of anywhere else.This was where my cocky attitude would win out. But in evaporated the minute he uttered those words.Cocking up an eyebrow, I crossed one leg over the other. It looked like I wanted to be more relaxed. As if I owned the very air they breathed. Yet I knew it was only meant to keep myself from bouncing it up and down.A slow smile spread out across my face. That's it.Good.Fake it until you make it."And what credentials do you think I had to be able to run a mine? I have a degree in fashion and have never touched grease in my entire life." I replied, keeping the grin firmly on my face.Felix moved in behind me and sat on the tip of Jonah's table.This was met with a raised eyebrow from Jonah but nothing else. Not even a hint of irritation. Just surprise."That's why I will be helping you. Not forever, Just the first few months. Call it a learn

Teagan's Point of ViewI had to compose myself. Breathe some form of calmness into being. This wasn't the time, nor the place, to have a panic attack. To wither away, right in front of him.He was my mate, yes, but that didn't give him any right to me. Nor to my body.But here he was, pressing every button I had at the same time.My nostrils flared as I looked up at him. Glared ferociously until my point was across. I wasn't some plaything. I never will be. Not to him or anyone else."Let go of me," I growled and placed my hand over his. Placed my fingers over the ones digging into my chin.It didn't hurt, at least. Gave me just enough pain that I was fully awake. Remind me that this wasn't a dream or a nightmare."Admit that you are mine and I might," He mused with a grin growing across his face.Snarling, I tried to rip his hand away. What angered me, even more, was the fact that my body responded to him. That I melted into him. Heat pooled in my panties. Heartbeat raced furiously