Bonded To The Pack (Military Werewolf Menage FMMMM Steamy Romance) (6 page)
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Authors: Nikki Wild
"It's just through here," he said, snaking his fingers around my waist and urging me forward. The whole length of his body was pressed alongside mine, and the scent of him mixed with the warmth of his bare skin had me stumbling nearly drunk.
There was a glimmer in the trees, light where there should have been none. The forest fell away and I found myself standing in a clearing ringed with torches. The dancing fires cast shadows on the trees, making the whole forest seem like a living, breathing thing. There in the center of the ring of fire stood a huge glacial rock jutting upward, a stone monument that had been carved in the rough shape of a snarling bear.
I caught my breath. "Where am I?" I asked the three men who stood behind me.
"This is our temple," Zachary answered and I shivered when his breath passed over my earlobe.
"Our sacred place," Denton elaborated.
"The logging is coming too close," Calgary said darkly. "Your machines will destroy it unless you can convince them to stop."
I inhaled sharply as I looked around at the wild beauty of the place. All around the carved bear were other rocks, heavy slabs of granite that were arranged in a miniature replica of the mountains behind us. It was a wild place, made even stranger by the dancing firelight, and seeing it stirred something inside of me. This was a precious place, and now that I knew it existed, I couldn't let it be destroyed.
"I will do everything I can," I exhaled.
Zachary moved closer to me, his lips impossibly close to my skin. "We thank you," he said, and his voice was as much in my head as it was in my ear. I moved to him like a flower turning to the sun, his magnetic, animal pull holding me fast in his emerald gaze. The dancing of the torchlight had nothing on the green fire that blazed in his eyes.
"We chose the right one," Denton spoke behind me, musingly running his fingers through my tangled hair. His body was so close that I could lean back and rest my head on his chest if I wanted, and I had no doubt that he could support my weight completely.
"She understands," Calgary said, and I heard the surprise in his voice. "I can feel it. She is not like the others."
"No," I spoke up, thinking of my asshole, sexist boss and the pigs I had the misery of spending my days with. "I am most certainly not like them." I looked at the three faces that surrounded me. "But then again, you are certainly not like any men I know either."
"We are not men," Zachary growled. "We are shifters."
"Werebears," Denton added.
"With primal desires." Calgary touched my neck as he spoke, drawing his finger up under my jawbone and cupping my chin in his palm. He turned my face towards his. "We are as animals, bound to this land."
"And now," Zachary growled as he drew the sensitive flesh of my earlobe between his lips and bit down slightly, "to ensure that you follow through with your promises… We will bind you to it as well."
He wasn't asking permission. But as his words shivered through me and I felt the flash of desire ripple in my veins like a school of silvery minnows, I gave it anyway. "Yes," I whispered, right as his lips slammed into mine.
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