Chapter Five
Morning light spilledthrough the curtains, warm against Isaac’s skin.He lay tangled in silk sheets, his arm wrapped around Saffron, Nolan pressed close on her other side.The three of them had turned to each other again and again through the night, their bodies still humming with satisfaction.The room smelled of sex, sweat, and Saffron’s sweet scent—the smell of home.
Nolan brushed a kiss against her temple.“Morning, kitten.”
She groaned softly, stretching.“Morning, my wolf.”
Isaac chuckled, his voice still husky with sleep.“Gods, I could get used to this.”
They lay in comfortable silence for a beat before Saffron tilted her head back, eyeing them both.Then she propped herself up on one elbow, eyes gleaming with mischief.“Shift for me,” she said suddenly.“I want to see my wolves.I’ve waited two centuries for this, don’t make me beg.”
Isaac blinked, caught off guard, then chuckled.“Right now?In bed?”
“Yes, right now,” she insisted, swatting his chest.“Show me.”
Nolan grinned, already climbing out of bed.“Don’t have to ask me twice.”He let the change ripple through him, muscles stretching, bones reshaping, until a massive dark-blond wolf stood at the foot of the bed, his blue eyes glowing the same as before.
Saffron gasped, reaching out instinctively.“Gods, you’re beautiful.”She buried her fingers in his thick ruff, scratching behind his ears.Nolan gave a pleased huff and flopped dramatically onto the rug like a spoiled dog.
Isaac rolled his eyes but followed, his own shift smoother, darker fur spreading as his body reshaped into a broad, black wolf.He padded onto the bed with regal calm and curled beside her.
Saffron laughed through tears, stroking them both.“I missed you.Both of you.Every day.Even when I couldn’t touch you, I felt you here.”She pressed a hand to her chest.“My wolves.”
Nolan wagged his tail like a pup, earning a snort from Isaac.She shook her head fondly.“You’re still chaos, Nolan.And you—” she scratched Isaac’s ears, earning a low rumble “—still my steady protector.”
Only when she kissed them both on their muzzles did they shift back, laughter and warmth spilling over the bed as they pulled her between them again.
“So, tell me something.You two never shared a woman before?Not until me?”
Isaac and Nolan exchanged a glance.Isaac cleared his throat.“Not like this.Together as Ryan and Alaric, only ever you, my love.But not as Nolan and Isaac King.We’ve ...lived other lives, sure.But as Nolan and Isaac in this one?No.You’re the first.The only.”
Saffron sat up abruptly, the sheet slipping from her shoulders.“Wait, wait, wait—you’re telling me you’ve had sex before in this life, and I haven’t?That’s not fair!I should get a free pass.”
Nolan laughed so hard the bed shook.“A free pass?Not a chance, kitten.What would that even look like—do we issue tokens?A punch card?Ten romps and you get a free latte?”
Isaac smirked, tugging her back down between them.“No passes.Ever.You’re ours, and we’re yours.Period.End of story.Besides, you’d abuse the system.”
She huffed, but her lips twitched.“You’re infuriating.Honestly, it’s like arguing with two brick walls who think they’re hilarious.One of these days I’m going to put both of you in time-out.”
“You love it,” Nolan teased, kissing her shoulder.“And admit it—you wouldn’t know what to do with a pass anyway.You’d hand it back just so you could complain about it later.”
