Page 6 of Claimed

There are a million questions I planned to ask as soon as I shifted, but for some reason, the first one that comes out of me is, “Why is your hair pink?”

He laughs and lifts a hand to cup my face, and I press my cheek into his touch as I watch my fingers move through his hair. “I wanted to do something different, something fun. You like it?”

“I love it,” I tell him honestly. “I think it’s my favorite color.”

His grin gets even bigger as his thumb strokes my jaw.

“Can we ask you some questions?” Maddox asks. I lower my hand and turn to face Maddox, leaning back firmly against Chase. He wraps his arms around my middle, and I wiggle in appreciation in his lap, making him let out a small groan for some reason.

Bain squeezes my hand, and I look down at our inter-twined fingers sitting in my lap and smile, then lift my gaze to meet his gorgeous blue eyes. “Mate,” I say, lifting my free hand to touch the thick beard around his face. He nods, but otherwise just stares at me as I explore his face. I run my fingers over the hair around his mouth as I ask, “Will this tickle me?”

Chase lets out a burst of laughter, and I turn to see Maddox biting his lips as he tries not to laugh. Hunter is shaking his head as he chuckles.

“Did I say something funny?” I ask in confusion.

“No, sweetheart,” Maddox says, his hand still on my knee. “We love that you’re speaking everything on your mind.”

“Not everything,” I say, exaggerating the word.

Chase hugs me a little tighter as he whispers in my ear, “No?”

I shake my head. “I didn’t think it polite to mention that I can feel your dick poking my ass.”

“Goddess, give me strength!” he groans out as he presses his forehead to my shoulder, and Hunter starts howling in laughter.

I look at Maddox, and he shakes his head, looking amused. “I can already see how perfectly you’re going to fit in with us.”

“Us?” I ask, because I want to be sure of this important fact.

He nods. “Yes, the five of us. We’re your mates, little wolf.”

I smile as my eyes bounce between them all.

“Mine.”

“Is that your wolf talking, Cherry?” Gage asks, and I turn to look at him.

I answer his question as I reach up to explore his face, like I did with the other two. “We are the same. My wolf and I.”

“What do you mean?”

I shrug as I push my fingers through his straight black hair, pushing it away from his beautiful blue eyes. “We don’t have separate thoughts. Never have.”

His eyes bounce to the others and I turn to look at Hunter. He’s a little too far for me to reach, so I lift my finger and beckon him closer. He rewards me with a huge smile as he shuffles forward on the table and leans his head right into my grabby hand.

“You like touching us, huh?” he asks in amusement as he lifts his free hand to copy my movements on my own face.

I nod as I scrape my fingers through his stubble. “Haven’t used my hands in five years. I want the first thing I feel to be my mates. I’ve been wondering what it would feel like to touch you.”

“Goddess, you’re precious,” he says with a sigh as he gently strokes my cheek.

“Cherry,” Maddox says, making my eyes move to him. He looks on the verge of shifting. I can almost see the alpha energy wafting off ‌him.

“Maddox,” I say, liking the way his name feels on my tongue. Hunter releases my face as I shift to face Maddox, who's sitting directly in front of me now. “Are you the boss?” I ask, needing to know.

“So to speak. I am the leader of our pack, yes.”

“The Silverstorm Pack,” I say for confirmation.