Lanie


    We both knew the noise had been made by a deer before it stepped out of the shadows. Our wolves were riled up from the


    running and the sex. Lily whined, wanting to hunt, but | hushed her.Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    “Another time,” | promised her.


    My wolf wasn’t happy. My needs had been met, but my wolf''s hungers were still fresh. She wanted to run some more. To hunt. To


    bay at the moon. To be free.


    Lily retreated, but with a huff that told me she was going to hold me to that promise.


    “| look forward to it,” | assured her.


    The timid doe looked at us for a few startled seconds before bounding away into the brush.


    Xander unzipped the duffel bag and pulled out our clothes. “We''re meeting this guy about half a mile from


    here?”


    | put on my socks and underwear, then my jeans as | answered. “Yes. No exchange of money, that’s already been taken care of


    with the electronic deposits.”


    “Are they going to leave the wolvesbane in a bag, or what?” He buckled his belt and bent to push his feet


    into his big boots.


    | knew he wasn’t going to be happy about this next part. “No. The dropoff has to ur hand to hand. | guess there are


    instructions. Even people who use the dark web are allowed to be responsible about handing


    over toxic substances.”


    My joke fell t.


    “Lanie...” Xander growled. “How do you know we can trust this as shole?”


    “We don’t. But we have to follow whatever procedures they want us to, or we don’t get the goods.” | finished dressing and picked


    up the duffel bag to sling over my shoulder.


    Picking our way through the trees in our human forms was definitely not was easy as it had been when our wolves were in


    control. | took Xander’s hand, though, which was nice. If the temperature hadn''t dropped so that | shivered, and my eyes weren''t


    so heavy from sudden exhaustion, it would’ve been a romantic stroll.


    “We''ll have this again,” he said aloud, having “heard” my thoughts through the link. “Our lives won''t always be in such an uproar.”


    “| feel like my life has been in an uproar since the moment they gave me to you and Zane as your mate,” | told him honestly.


    Xander growled under his breath and squeezed my fingers. “You sure as hell rocked our world.”


    “| wouldn''t have it any other way, though. Our family, our pack...even you and Mason both being Alphas.” | 1/2


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    edge was up ahead, in sight. “Your mother was right. The three of you were meant to be my mates. | feel it. Without you all, |


    might''ve been able to dip my finger in the surface of my Luna abilities, but I''d never have been able to reach them all. So...thank


    you.”


    He shot me a curious nce | could see in the shaft of dim moonlighting through the trees. “What are you thanking me for?”


    “For being able to ept that things were not going the way you''d always thought they would. For opening yourself to other


    possibilities.” | stopped a few yards away from the forest edge. The meeting ce was just beyond, but | needed him to hear


    this. “I know you and Zane loved Alice, and you wanted her to be your mate. | know she betrayed you, but even before that, we


    were connected. If you’d continued to deny that, or if you''d t-out refused to let yourself be with me at the beginning...we


    wouldn''t be here now.”


    “No. | don’t believe that.” He shook his head and turned me to face him. He put his hands on my hips. “I believe we’d have found


    our way to each other, no matter what else happened. We are destined mates, Lanie.


    | frowned. “So...we had no choice?”


    “Not a single one,” Xander said, and kissed me.


    This time, the c rackle of branches pping a moving body was definitely not a deer. He broke the kiss, his nostrils ring and


    eyes glowing. The sound hade from just beyond the edge of the trees.


    “It’s our contact,” he said.


    “| guess we''d better go get what we came for,” | agreed, but | let him go first.


    No choice.


    He’d said it like that was meant tofort me, but it had done exactly the opposite. Now, all | could think about was his words


    when we were making love. “You were meant to be mine from that moment an eternity ago when the Moon Goddess created our


    souls.”


    If we had no choice but to end up together, then how could we be sure any of our feelings for each other


    were real?


    What if we were all just pawns in an eternal game we could never possibly win?


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