Being paired up with Valen’s big, burly brother was so not something he wanted to do. If he didn’t love constructing homes and buildings so much, Matthew would have argued his way out of it. He had to do something in the pack to prove his worth. Every day, that was what he told himself, and he ended up coming off as a jackass. Battling insecurity and jealousy wasn’t something Matt was used to. When he’d been the oldest son of the village ruler, he’d pretty much been the man. Once he’d been found incapable of impregnating a woman—after much trying since the village laws had required certain couples produce two children together—he’d been much sought-after as a lover. And maybe his heart and ego had both been a little broken over his inability to reproduce. He’d have liked to have had children, and his failure to be able to do so had damaged his ego more than he’d ever admit. As for sex, if he hadn’t exactly found it to be all that it was gossiped to be, Matt had kept that to himself.
