by Jane Jamison
“Then how about we talk about having some kids?”
She almost stumbled at Will’s question. “Kids? Now? Just when I’m getting my business off the ground?”
“She has a point.” Instead of tapping Will on the shoulder, Devin snagged her wrist and whirled her away from his brother. “We can’t ask you to do that.”
“Then what about us turning you?”
She stopped suddenly. “Turning me? Into a werewolf?” They hadn’t mentioned that it was a possibility before now. “You can do that?”
They came toward her, her three amazing men. “We can,” answered Devin. “If that’s what you want.”
“And will the pack like it if I choose to change?” She hadn’t mentioned it to them, but a few of the female members of the pack hadn’t exactly welcomed her with open arms. They’d been cordial, even friendly to a degree, but she’d gotten the impression that if she was really one of them, a shifter, that they’d like her better.
“They already like you, but they might trust you more. As werewolves, it’s always harder to trust a human no matter who her mates are.” Devin cocked his head to the side. “Does that mean you want us to change you?”
She’d given it a lot of thought and had asked them many questions. The bite that would change her would be painful enough, but for a few days afterward, she’d experience even more torturous pain as her body adapted to its new existence and the wolf hidden inside her. Yet it wasn’t fear that held her back.
“Well, baby? Do you want us to bite you?”
“No. I don’t think so. At least not yet.” She saw the disappointment in their faces. “I’m not saying never, but I think I’ve got enough life changes going on for right now.”
“It’s okay.” Collin took her hand and tugged her toward the stairs. “Until then, we can bite you in a different way.”
She laughed as she hurried up the stairs behind him with Will and Devin following close behind. “Oh? Is that right? And where are you planning on biting me?”
Collin kept moving, hurrying them down the long hallway. Once he reached the door of their bedroom, he turned and gave her a sly smile. “All over your body, baby. All over your body.”
She shoved the door open and ran toward the bed, tossing her clothing aside. “Then bite me. Bite your mate.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jane Jamison has always liked “weird stuff” as her mother called it. From an early age she was fascinated with stories about werewolves, vampires, space, aliens, and whatever was hiding in her bedroom closet. To this day, she still swears she can hear growls and moans whenever the lights are out.
As an avid reader, she fell in love with romance novels. Then one day, she put her favorite things together and found her life’s true ambition—to be an erotic paranormal romance author.
Jane spends her days in her home office surrounded by the characters she loves and the furry pets she adores. Often a new character will knock on the door of her imagination and spark the idea for another book.
Her future includes traveling, learning the art of photography, and writing more books. Thanks to her loving husband, she continues to turn her dreams into realities.
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