Free Man to Man [Wolf Creek Pack 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Stormy Glenn Page B

hole in your chest.” Jim looked close to panic.
    “I like pink.” Donovan grinned up at his mate right before he passed out.

Chapter 6
     
    Jim felt his heart stutter painfully in his chest when Donovan’s eyes closed, his body slumping back against the ground. Sheer, dark fright swept through him until he realized that Donovan had only passed out. Even now Donovan’s werewolf genetics were healing his wound. In a few days, he should be as good as new.
    Knowing that still didn’t stop Jim from worrying.
    The sound of a gun going off as they had arrived hadn’t frightened Jim nearly as much as the anguish he had felt the moment he had realized that Donovan had been shot. He had felt it even before he had seen Donovan lying on the ground.
    Fear, stark and vivid, had enveloped Jim’s entire being until he had seen Donovan move as he ran toward him. He had fallen to his knees beside Donovan, instantly putting pressure on the bullet hole in his chest.
    He knew that a bullet wound shouldn’t be fatal to a shifter, but the very sight of Donovan’s chest covered in blood made him ignorant of anything except the fact that his mate was injured and bleeding.
    “James?”
    Jim looked up to see his mother hovering over him and Donovan. Her face was a mixture of concern and confusion. “He’s my mate, Mom.” Was there anything else to say?
    Jim felt his mom stare at him for a moment as she absorbed his words. He had never envisioned coming out of the closet quite like this, but right now, with his mate’s blood covering his hands, he didn’t give a damn who knew.
    “Okay, James,” Maryann said as she knelt down beside Jim, “let’s see about patching your mate up.” Maryann started applying pressure to the wound, helped Jim stop the blood flowing from Donovan’s chest .
    “Thanks, Mom.”
    Maryann smiled. “He’s your mate, son.”
    Jim smiled over at his mom at her accepting nature. He knew he shouldn’t have expected any other response from of her. Maryann Nash had only ever wanted one thing from her children, their happiness. If he could get his mate patched up, that was exactly what he planned on giving her.
    “Is he going to be okay?”
    Jim glanced over his shoulder to see Nate standing behind him, a worried frown on his face. Joe stood right behind Nate, looking a little rough around the edges but otherwise okay.
    “I think so,” Jim said as he looked back down at his mate. He watched his mother administer help to his mate, thankful when the blood coming from Donovan’s wound slowly trailed away. Once he felt like he could breathe again without his heart pounding out of his chest, Jim looked back at Nate and Joe. “What happened to the Teacher?”
    The slight blush that covered his brother’s face surprised Jim, as did that giggle that came from Nate.
    “Joe went all furry on his ass, killed the Teacher and his goons. We never have to deal with them again.”
    “And your friend, Taylor?” Jim asked.
    Nate smirked. “Chase took him back to Joe’s place.”
    “Whose place?” Joe growled, pulling Nate back against his body.
    Jim chuckled when Nate rolled his eyes. He had no doubt whatsoever that Nate wasn’t the least bit intimidated by Joe’s growling.
    “Our place,” Nate replied.
    Just to stop Joe from going on about Nate not calling their house, well, their house , Jim interrupted. “Hey, do you mind if we get my mate back to the house? I’d like to get him into bed.”
    Nate laughed. “I’ll just bet you would.”
    Jim rolled his eyes and carefully scooped Donovan up in his arms. He grunted and nearly stumbled when he stood up. Even with his werewolf genetics and super strength, his mate was heavier than shit.
    “Mom, would you get the door?” he asked as he hurried toward his truck. Maryann ran ahead of him and opened the door and then stood back. Jim slowly lowered Donovan into the front seat. He paused for a moment, stroking his hand down Donovan’s pale face, and then shut the