“Liar.”
The closer to the door we got, the more irritated my wolf became.
I watched as each of my brothers hugged the woman at the door and disappeared into the house.
Five more of the guys ahead of me hugged her, and I glanced towards the woods.
“Not happening,” Braxton muttered.
Three more.
It was my last chance to bail.
Suddenly the hair on my arms stood up and my mouth went dry.
I sniffed the air, catching her scent just as Remy leaned in to hug the girl.
A deep guttural growl escaped me, causing Caleb and one of the pledges to turn toward me, but my eyes were fixated on her.
Our eyes locked over Remy’s shoulder. Hers were wide and so very blue.
Mine,my wolf growled.
My jaw dropped, and I heard a small gasp escape her.
Remy turned to check on me. My breathing was heavy as I tried desperately to rein in my control.
He was one of my best friends in the world, a true brother, but he was touching my mate and all I could see was red.
She seemed to recover more easily, but fur was already sprouting on my hands.
Goddamn it, I was about to shred my best suit, and I really couldn’t afford to replace it right now.
Braxton’s hand clamped down hard on my shoulder. The pain and shock of it broke the eye contact I had with the girl.
“Whatever you’re thinking of doing, don’t,” he warned.
Remy disappeared inside and Caleb stepped up next. The girl seemed to be frozen as she continued to stare at me. Always being a gentleman, he must have sensed her discomfort as he hesitated, then shook her hand instead and walked inside. Confused, the pledge in front of me did the same. And suddenly I was standing there face-to-face with my one true mate.
Time stood still as we stared at one another.
Mate,my wolf confirmed, causing me to suck in a sharp breath.
I knew that face. I knew those eyes. Zoey Rey.
I’d left a nasty review on her newest video today. I cringed, suddenly feeling guilty for doing that and making a mental note to delete it the second I could.
“Oh shit,” Braxton muttered behind me, then he chuckled.
I scowled, not fully realizing I was glaring at the girl until her eyes dropped and stared at the floor.
Not just any girl, Zoey—my mate.
Braxton gave me a little shove forward and I stepped right into Zoey’s space. As she teetered and started to fall backwards, Iinstinctively caught her in my arms, unprepared for the shock of touching her. It nearly took my breath away.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I just held her there for a moment until Brax cleared his throat behind me.
She gasped and scrambled to her feet, putting space between us.
