Free Mating Behavior by Mandy M. Roth Page A

he wanted
Katie to find out about him. From the look upon her face, he’d more
than shocked her. She dragged her gaze back up him, her mouth
agape.
    “Katie, it’s okay, honey. I can explain.
Don’t be—”
    Laughter erupted from her, shocking him. Had
his secret caused her to go mad? Alan double checked that Noelle
posed no threat to Katie before snatching his discarded jeans off
the floor and willing his body to return to human form. Katie’s
laughter increased, reaching an almost cackling proportion.
    She snorted as she clutched the quilt to her
with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. “A wolf? All
this time and you’re a wolf?”
    “Katie.” Alan put his hand out to touch her,
but she stepped back, laughing as she went.
    “You really could have shown me how wolves
mate in the privacy of my home,” Katie said, shaking her head.
Tears formed in her eyes and Alan wasn’t sure if they were due to
laughter or if she was truly scared of him. His supernatural senses
were askew due to the overwhelming amount of magik riding the
air.
    “A wolf,” she repeated, seeming to favor the
phrase.
    Bersh groaned, drawing Alan’s attention.
Katie looked in his direction as well and shook her head. “He’s
hurt.”
    “I know.” Alan tipped his head slightly.
    “Is he a wolf too?”
    He nodded.
    Katie tugged on her bottom lip, seeming to
think about something, before nodding as well. She lifted her free
hand in the air and whispered something, sounding remarkably like
Latin. Power coated the area and Bersh’s body lifted off the ground
about a foot before white light surrounded it. He jerked, then was
eased to the floor. Bersh blinked and gasped before touching his
stomach.
    “I’m healed,” he said, sounding as stunned
as Alan felt.
    “Katie?” The power had come from her? No.
That couldn’t be. He would have sensed if she was a supernatural as
well. He would have known.
    You can’t know everything, baby.
    As her voice pushed through his erratic
thoughts, Alan froze.
    Katie?
    Yes.
    You can hear what I’m thinking?
    She gave him a questioning look. “No, not a
word.”
    Alan stumbled over his own two feet and
fought to regain his balance. The knowledge that Katie was not only
a supernatural, but could hear his thoughts nearly did him in. All
in all, it meant their mating wasn’t just successful. No. It was a
perfect pairing. That only happens between true mates.
    The audience they’d drawn watched with
curious looks as Katie lifted her hand towards Alan. Several of the
weres gasped, as if they expected her head to turn all the way
around and green soup to spew forth from her lips. Alan didn’t care
if it did. Katie was his and no one could take her from him.
    He covered the distance between them,
yanking her against his chest and crushing her lips with his own.
She tasted divine. Alan ran his fingers through her hair, forcing
her head back more, allowing him deeper access to her mouth. He
took full advantage of it, caressing her tongue with his, making
her whimper. His cock hardened at the sound of his wife giving into
him.
    My wife.
    “Mmmhmm,” Katie mumbled between kisses.
“Your wife.”
    “What? You got me out of bed for this?” a
deep, somewhat familiar voice came from behind them. “Christ, I
thought I’d find Noelle and her gang of followers slaughtering
humans. And from the way you all went on, I thought Bersh would be
on death’s doorstep.”
    “Me too, brother,” Bersh said. “Me too.”
    Brother?
    Alan drew back slightly from Katie, still
holding her close. He glanced behind him to find an exact replica
of Bersh standing in the doorway to the master bedroom. He smiled.
“You must be pack alpha—Brone.”
    Brone nodded as he raked his gaze over Alan
and Katie. “And you two must be our newlyweds. Congratulations on
the claiming and on the future lil’ one.”
    Future little what?
    Alan drew in a sharp breath and ran his hand
down Katie’s smooth stomach. Was it true? Did