Junior shouted joyfully from the door of our bedroom. “It’s about time.” I shrieked and yanked the sheet up over my naked body. It was one thing to be naked for a shift with the Pack. It was another thing altogether to be naked after a sex-a-thon in front of my mate’s brother. “Out,” Hank bellowed. “And erase the image of Essie from your brain or I’ll beat it out of you.” “No prob, baby bro-bro, but you need to get your mated asses out here. We have a situation.” He grinned, winked and left the room. “How does he know we’re mated?” I asked as I grabbed my sundress and yanked it on. “Scent. It’d be pretty hard to miss.” Hank smiled like a cat who’d eaten a canary and I punched him in the shoulder. “Ouch,” he grunted. “That didn’t hurt.” I rolled my eyes and attempted to hold back my smile. “You are just full of yourself.” “I am a very happy man.” He grabbed me and planted a big one on my willing lips. My head spun and I seriously considered making Junior wait while I exercised my new conjugal rights with my mate, but I knew he’d just barge back in.
