Page 117 of The Vampire's Soul
Unsurprisingly, given he’d leaped out of the chopper, mated with his girl, then taken her out to meet his wolf.
He was starving.
Ella would accept it fully over time. Callan was right, talking was important. Shifting and being allhey look at my wolfwas a stupid move.
Ella tugged him over to the food and Craig and Brianna joined them, looking extremely somber.
He met the commander’s eye, and the male shook his head, which told him not to ask. Perhaps they’d had an argument.
Mack glanced around the room to check he hadn’t missed a vibe. The original SLCs—Tom, Kurt, Lance—were seated together with their mates
Marcus looked up as he bit into a bread roll as Craig walked across the room and sat. His lowered brows showing he’d picked up on something, too.
“Want some chicken?” Mack asked Ella.
“Yup. Um, does everyone know?” she whispered as she leaned against his arm. “About...?”
Mack did a quick look around the room and nodded.
“Um, excuse me, do you all know I’m a wolf?” he asked loudly, and Ella dropped her face into her hands.
“Yup. Old news.” Ben chimed, and Anna elbowed him.
“So is Maddy.” Piper pointed her fork.
Ella lifted her face and then smiled over at the female.
“Sorry, I couldn’t tell you.” Madison shrugged. “It’s cool though, right?”
“Um. It’s... I’m still adjusting. But yeah.” Ella blushed and he could have kissed her right there.
“I get it,” Madison replied.
“Don’t worry, El, aside from a long run now and then, there’s nothing you need to worry about,” Kurt said, biting down on some beef. “If you need to talk, you can come to me.”
Fuck that.
“She can talk to me,” Mack growled
“Well, look at you, a real chatterbox now.” Callan chuckled and Mack shot him the bird.
Lance glanced down at Sofia’s plate. “Babe, you need to eat more than that.”
The Italian was a loner. Not at all social with the other females. So, it was weird seeing her seated with everyone else.
“I’m just a little...ugh no, I don’t want to eat anything.”
Brianna glanced at Anna, then they both stared at Sofia.
Mack piled food onto both his and Ella’s plates and ignored her gasps and claims of never being able to eat all that. He would. His wolf consumed a lot.
“How long have you been feeling sick?” Anna asked behind them.
“What. Are you sick? If it’s that fucking serum, I’ll go back and re-kill Xander!” Lance started freaking out and Mack finally understood the insanity of the mated male now.
He’d literally destroy the earth to protect Ella. God knows he’d destroyed enough bike chains to spend time with her when they were younger.
He’d messaged his brother while walking through the mansion and told him they’d bonded. His response had been a range of emojis—an eggplant was one of them.
