“Don’t be offended if they growl at you. They basically growl at anything that isn’t their mate, and even at them sometimes. Oh,” Peri clapped her hands, “I almost forgot the most important rule of all. Steer clear of the tall, leggy, blonde. She is trouble with a capital PITA. Her mate is Decebel; he is the Alpha of the Serbian pack, and he’s deadly when it comes to her. She likes to get him all riled up so if you see her coming, turn and run the other way. Oh, and she’s pregnant, so, that basically means if you look at her Decebel will kill you.”

“This just sounds like it’s going to be so much fun,” Lilly said, cheerily.

“Oh, they are a real barrel of laughs, and by laughs I mean make you want to set your hair on fire while pulling your own teeth out.”

“That good, huh?” Cypher smiled. “I think I’m going to like these wolves.”

“Let’s just get this over with,” Peri huffed as she headed in the direction of the mansion.

Chapter 19

“When you are young, life seems so big and full of possibilities. Those possibilities seem endless and limitless and you are fearless. As I look into the faces of my mate, my son, and my pack, I see possibilities, all of them endless and limitless, but for the first time in my life, I am fearful of those possibilities.” ~ Vasile.

“Costin, please come here,” Sally asked him for the eighth time. He had been pacing since they had returned to their room, after Peri had told them the Warlock King and the Elf Prince were coming. All of the males were restless, and upon Peri’s departure, had snapped their mates up, despite their protests and hauled them off to their respective rooms. Sally, Jen, and Jacque had been texting each other, updating one another on the status of their mates and Sally tried to keep from laughing when they had all said the exact same thing.

Sally txt: ur men pacing, growling, snarling?

Jen txt: all of the above

Jacque txt: all of the above

Sally txt: Suggestions?

Jen txt: tried get n naked, no go, so I’m out of ideas

Jacque txt: lol, haven’t tried that one, hold on…

Sally txt: Way TMI Jac

Jen txt: U know u want 2 try it

Sally txt: who says I havn’t?

Jen txt: Hells bells! Did he take the bait?

Sally txt: I was being sarcastic Jen. U know better.

Jen txt: good point

Jacque txt: holy crap, he didn’t even blink

Sally/Jen/Jac all txt: we’re so screwed

Jen txt: Unfortunately not n a good way

Sally/Jac txt: ROFLMBO

The texting had gone on for nearly forty five minutes when Costin had finally acknowledged her.

“What are you laughing about?” He asked as he sat down beside her. She could tell he was still keyed up, but he was trying to get it under control for her.

“Nothing,” Sally told him attempting to look innocent, and failing miserably.

Costin held out his hand. “Let me see your phone, Sally mine.”

Sally shook her head.

“Sally,” Costin growled.

“I was texting with Jen and Jacque,” she tried to sound nonchalant.

“Then why can’t I see it?”

Sally tried to think of something that would keep Costin from really being interested in reading the text. “We were talking about Jen giving birth, you know with all the fluids and blood and how her girly bits will look afterward,” Sally cringed at her own words because truthfully it was not something that she would have discussed with anyone let alone her mate.

Costin’s face never changed. He continued to hold his hand out waiting for her to hand over her phone.

“Doesn’t that gross you out even a little?” She asked, perplexed by his non-reaction.

“It’s a baby, what’s gross about that? I won’t be grossed out when you are giving birth to our baby.”

“Uh, yeah, but that will be me, I’m talking about Jen.”

Costin shrugged. “I don’t know. All I can think about is what a miracle it is that she is pregnant and how exciting it is for them.”

Sally slapped the phone in his hand with a groan. She threw her body back on his bead and dropped her arm over her eye. “Of all the men in the world, I would get the one who is not bothered in the slightest by female fluids or girly bits.”

Costin laughed. “One day, I’ll explain it to you.”

“Please don’t,” Sally squeaked.

Costin was quiet and she knew that he was reading the texts. She wanted to crawl into a hole, but nothing could be done about it now.

“You got naked and I missed it?” He asked, as he turned back to look at her.

Sally didn’t respond, but could feel her face getting warmer by the second as the blood rushed up. She felt the bed shift as he lay down beside her. He took her arm and gently removed it from her face so that he could look at her, but she kept eyes were closed. Costin laughed.

“Look at me Sally.”

Sally shook her head again, squeezing her eyes shut even tighter.

Costin leaned forward and she felt his body press against her side. She felt his lips against her ear and the warmth of his breath against her neck as he spoke.

“If I had known that all I had to do to get you naked was pace around the room like a rabid dog I would have done it a long time ago,” he teased.

Sally tried to push him away as she attempted to roll away from him at the same time.

“No, you don’t,” he teased her as he wrapped an arm around her middle and pulled her to him.