Bro and the Beast 3 (The Wolf's Mate, #3)

by L.C. Davis

"Enough!" Lenore commands, her voice firm and authoritative. I reluctantly release my grip on Trent and step back, the anger in me still boiling just under the surface.

Can you at least try to act like an alpha? Jesus Christ.

"I was in a coma, bro, it's not that serious,"

Sir- 💀

There's something called "reality shifting" all the theater kids on TikTok are doing,

Wherever Brad is, and however he was taken from me, I will get him back. Even if I have to tear through the pages of reality itself.

If only there was some sort of thing you could stick into a book to keep your place. Like... a place keeper. Maybe I'll go on Shark Tank with that shit once I figure all this out.

They're still there, stubborn and gay as ever.

"Your grandma has a book of spells that transport random dudes into other worlds to get buttfucked by monster dick?" I ask flatly.

I'm starting to think you might be a little gay, bro." "Oh really?" Devon deadpans, raising an eyebrow. "What gave you that impression?" "Shut up, Devon," I snap, feeling my face heat up with embarrassment. "I'm not gay." Reese holds his hands up defensively and says, "Hey, man, I'm not judging. My cousin is half-gay." "Half-gay?" Devon echoes incredulously. "Do you mean bisexual?" Reese considers this for a moment before shaking his head. "Nah."

"Nah, I got time. This for the econ final?"

The way my eyes just rolled back should be illegal. Get out.

"We're doing witchcraft. Brad's a gay furry now,"

"Chill out, dude," Steve says nonchalantly. "You know Reese's cousin is half-gay."

"Oh my God," Devon mutters, rubbing his forehead. "Whose turn is it with the brain cell today? Maybe we can get him in here instead."

😭😭😭

pukathon,

"We mostly just use it for beer pong and makeout sessions.” Luna blinks at me. “With each other, or…?”

Because no matter where I am, being in Raul's arms is the only place that's ever really felt like home.

"Animal control is better," Nathan offers from behind the other two, scrolling through his phone. "I found a hotline."

"Holy shit, his dick is huge," Steve says, his eyes as wide as dinner plates. "The fuck, bro?" Kevin asks, eyeing Steve warily. "Why're you looking at the naked wolfman's dick?" "Are you kidding?" Steven snaps. "That thing is huge, it was looking at me first!"

"I thought he had taken you,"

I still don’t understand why he thought that 💀

"You'd better hope you succeeded at knocking me up, because if you don't put me down in the next three seconds, you're getting neutered," he grits out.

His hands slide under my shirt, grazing my stomach. I tense, embarrassed at how soft I've gotten since we were last together. Raul notices immediately, frowning as he pulls back to examine my body. "What's wrong?" he asks, his brow furrowing in concern. "Nothing," I lie, but Raul sees right through it. His hands slide up to cup my pecs, thumbs brushing over my nipples. I gasp as arousal wars with my insecurity, heat flooding my body. "You're perfect," Raul says firmly. "Every inch of you."

"You feel so good," Raul groans against my skin. His nails dig into my hips, his angle shifting to hit that spot inside me that makes me see stars. "So tight and perfect for your alpha, Brad. You were made for this."

"I didn't cross dimensions for some half-assed shit. I want your knot, the whole fucking shebang."

"You mean the whole house isn't gonna know I turn into a cock-hungry thot every month I'm not knocked up?" I ask, a bit too eagerly. Raul hesitates, tilting his head in confusion. "I… No...?"

He pulls out of me before I can protest, and I feel cool air inside my gaping asshole where his cock was, leaving me feeling hollow.