Free Her Wanted Wolf by Renee Michaels Page A

skittered down her belly to settle in her core.
    The image of their first coupling gave birth to acts she’d never dreamt
of before, to needs she didn’t know how to address.
    Yes, she’d do as her father demanded of her. However, she wouldn’t allow
Lunedare to put his mate’s mark upon her. She did not intend to bind herself
permanently to a man whose emotions were bound to another woman. She had to
rebuild the Silverwolf pack, but she also needed her freedom to find love,
commitment and happiness for herself. She wouldn’t play second fiddle to a
first mate’s ghost for a lifetime.
    Rising, she took one last look at her cave before leaving it. One day, if
she were lucky, she’d come back with her cubs. It would be like a pilgrimage to
show them her roots. Sabine frowned. She would return, that is, if Lunedare
would allow her to take her offspring. Her shoulders slumped, feeling the
pressure of another problem. He probably wouldn’t, so she had to find a way to
make him see the importance of making sure her bloodline didn’t die out.
    Inhaling the sweet night air, she turned to trot down the hill to do a
quick check of the perimeter before she headed for her bed. Sabine wasn’t surprised
when her sisters separated themselves from the shadows to fall in step on
either side of her.
    “Did he get a message out?” Sabine asked Ishbel, hopefully. It would be
something to tell her father before she retired.
    “Yes, and by the alpha’s words, he’s called in an army. Lots of virile
weres in our camp. Think about it, Sabine.” Ishbel’s white grin flashed in the
dark, swinging the small cloth bag in her hand by its drawstring.
    “Will you take a mate, Ishbel?” Ala’s question drew a heavy sigh from Sabine.
    More strangers to clutter up the place , she mentally grumbled to
herself.
    “Take a mate?” Ishbel laughed. “Heavens, no. I’m going to have some fun,
a lot of fun. I want to see a real city. Paris! I’m going to see the city of
lights and not just study it in a dusty old book. I’m going to take in all its
scents and taste the flavors. Wine, food, and men. I intend to gorge myself.”
    “Careful you don’t give yourself a bad case of indigestion,” Sabine
teased. She winced when her sister punched her in the upper arm.
    Ishbel chafed the most under the restrictions their father put on his
pack. Sabine suspected she’d taken a human lover or two. The faint smell of the
men lingered on Ishbel’s skin whenever she returned from her rare forays into
the nearby towns. She shot her sister a worried glance. Would she fall prey to
the vices men craved?
    Ishbel eyes met Sabine’s concerned gaze. “I won’t go if you don’t want me
to.”
    Sabine shook her head. “No, go. We’ve all put aside our dreams out of
respect for Father and loyalty to the pack. I want you to go and enjoy your
travels to the fullest. I know you’ve been raring to go. You’ll come back when
you’ve had your fill.” To put an end to her sister’s hesitancy, Sabine wiggled
her brows suggestively. “Maybe you’ll find a French wolf to suit you, and your
wanderlust will fade.”
    Ishbel smirked. “He might want to go wandering with me. What about you,
Ala? Going to take a male were as a lover?”
    “Not likely. I’m happy with Tija. We want children, though. Maybe we’ll
find a beta who’ll be willing to help us make a family.” Ala turned to Sabine.
“What do you want for yourself when we get there, Sabi? Nothing sensible, now.
You have to wish for something frivolous.” Ala almost skipped to keep up with
her lankier sisters.
    Sabine thought for a moment. She’d have to come up with some bit of
nonsense to make Ala smile. “Uhmmmmm, I want to feel silk on my skin, and some
of those shoes. The ones with those improbable heels, red and flashy. And
candy, lots of candy.” Sabine’s outrageous wish elicited chuckles from her
sisters.
    “You’d never be able to walk in them,” Ishbel hooted, and tottered