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I turned to stare at him at the door to the office. “It’s not a war zone you’re sending me to; she’s my mate.”

“Who was in heat,” he said dryly. “You’re supposed to have gotten drunk on endorphins, fucked like bunnies, andrelaxed.”

“I’m going to need you to stop talking about fucking.” I opened the door and saw Killian and Brand already there.

“Already?” Killian asked.

“Don’t.” Diesel stopped him from saying anything else. “He’s being all sensitive about it.”

“I will knock you out,” I muttered as I dropped into my seat. “Catch me up.”

No one spoke at first. We all knew what this was. War didn’t start with blood. It started with silence.

“Mostly everyone here knows you and Rowen were…busy,” Brand said diplomatically. “We didn’t broadcast it, but I can guarantee you every shifter in this territory who is sworn to you can feel it.”

“Really?” I asked curiously. “What does it feel like?”

Killian scratched his jaw. “Whole.” He looked over at Brand, who nodded. “It felt…hollow before, there but not there. Now it’s definitely there.”

“Is it just me, or is that creepy?” I asked no one.

“It’s the way it’s supposed to be,” Diesel drawled. “We’re supposed to feel our bonded alpha and his mate. It gives us comfort knowing you’re happy.” He rolled his eyes. “Makes our wolves happy that the den is secure.”

“I don’t remember if I felt that when I was here when I was younger,” I told them. “I didn’t know you felt that.”

“Lars did what he could with you,” Diesel conceded.

Killian coughed. “Trust me, when you and Rowen…shall we say,arrivedat your destination?” He grinned at Brand, whose head was bowed to hide his own grin. “Weallfelt it.”

“There will be a lot of pups in a few months from now,” Brand added with a low laugh.

I wasn’t sure if I felt smug or embarrassed. I decided to change the subject.

“Is that a problem for us?” I asked Diesel. “That the pack can feel it? All we need is someone to tell the Pack Council and?—”

“The ones fighting you are not the ones sworn to you,” Killian reminded me. “It’s likely they don’t know.”

“There are too many unknowns.” I stood and paced. “Our territory is safe, right?” I asked Diesel. “I feel the spell in place. No one in, no one out?” He nodded and I looked at my men. “Then I say, the ones who are still here, still reporting our movements, we flush them out.”

Diesel sat forward, his grin wicked. “We run a sweep.”

I nodded. “Yeah. Just us four. We’re fastest.”

“I like this plan,” Brand confirmed as he sat back.

I looked toward the door, feeling her before she knocked once, then opened it. Her hair was in her braid, her normal black boots and dark green pants; her V-neck T-shirt didn’t hide the mate mark on her skin.

My wolf rumbled in my chest happily.

Rowen looked at me as she entered, her eyes warm, and the bond pulsed. “Is now a good time?” she asked.

“Out,” Killian said, dragging Diesel to his feet. “Out quick.”

I didn’t get the chance to ask them why they were rushing out the door; I just heard the door close, and my mate was in front of me. She called me to her like a siren of the sea, and my mouth was on hers before my brain registered I hadn’t even said a word. I kissed her so deeply that I felt like I was drowning, and Rowen kissed me back just as fiercely.

Her clothes came off quickly, mine just as fast. I laid her across her father’s old desk, and I kissed and licked every part of her body, loving the scent of her clean skin, regretting that I hadn’t had time to shower. Her soft thighs were around my head as I sucked and licked at her pussy, my tongue stroking from the bottom of her entrance all the way to her clit. I kept going until her thighs were tight around my head, and I almost didn’t hear her soft cries. Then I slid inside her, feeling her hot, slick heat all around me. Feeling her walls tightening as she got closer. Her hips rose to meet mine as I drove mine into her.

Fuck, I would never get enough of her.