Billion Dollar Pack (The Wolfverse, #3)

by Sam Hall

“He’ll claim you as his mate tonight.” Tobias didn’t pull his punches, hitting hard by shoving the reality into my face and forcing me to consider the implications, right when my body wanted no such thing. “He’ll sink his fangs into your neck and mark you indelibly as his.” His cool gaze grew heated then. “You won’t be able to get away then. You might take your time, come to each one of us individually, but it will mean something far more than a night of passion. You’ll be ours, finally, irrevocably, if you let him claim you.” “That’s what you want, don’t you, omega?” Max tipped my head back to meet his eyes, then ran his claws down my neck, forcing me to feel a precursor of what it would be like if he bit me. Delicious—that was what it was like. While I was sure Red Riding Hood was written all those many years ago to warn girls of the predators that lurked in the forest, those who ran on four feet and those that ran on two, but some girls, they just wouldn’t be warned. They slipped between the tree trunks, clad only in a red cloak, advertising their presence and willingness to be prey. He was clouding the issue, that was what had Tobias baulking, but could an omega make a conscious decision free of emotion? We were plagued by strange impulses, strange needs, and right now, Max had awoken every single one of them. “Take me,” I told Max. “Take me and make me yours.”