Free Werewolf Mates [Pack Law 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Becca van

having any trouble accepting this. I guess it comes from reading so much. I love to read about mythological creatures, and sometimes I find myself dreaming that they really do exist. The universe is so big, who knows, maybe aliens are real, too.
    “God, listen to me ramble on. Why don’t you change back? It’s nearly time to head into work,” Sam suggested.
    First Justin then Chet changed back and began to dress. Roan had to really concentrate hard on pushing his wolf back. His animal was trying to dominate him by staying in wolf form, but he wasn’t about to give in. Finally he re-dressed and watched the sway of Sam’s hips as she left the room. As much as he loved and craved being near her, it was nice to be able to relax for a moment. Since the first time he had laid eyes on Sam, his wolf had been pushing to stake a claim.
    “I don’t know how much longer I can take this. My wolf nearly got away from me and took over. He was pushing to bite her here and now.” Chet began pacing.
    “We have to give her time to get used to us, Chet. We’ve only just told her what we are.” Justin finished loading the dishwasher.
    “I know that and you know that, but our wolves don’t give a shit about any of it,” Chet ground out. “They want her and don’t care about the mechanics of things.”
    “If you don’t calm down and control your wolf, I am going to make you stay home today,” Justin commanded. “I don’t care how much your beast is pushing, you will not do anything to jeopardize our chances with our mate.”

Chapter Eight
     
    It had been a long day, and Justin was tired. He and his brothers had conversed with their cousins and Alphas, Jonah, Mikhail, and Brock, about their investment properties and the security system, which had apparently just fried. He didn’t like knowing the security around the pack grounds and house wasn’t working, but they couldn’t do anything about it until the next day at the earliest. Chris and Blayk had tried to work on the circuit boards to get the system up and running again, but it seemed their efforts had been futile. Even Greg, Jake, and Devon had taken a look, but they couldn’t do anything either. It looked like they needed a whole new system.
    After spending the morning working on the security system, he had spent the afternoon and night at the club. No matter where he was or what he was doing, Justin was going out of his mind with desire for their mate.
    It had been four weeks since Sam had come to live with them, and still she hadn’t said anything about letting them claim her. But since Sam was much more comfortable around him, his brothers, and their pack, if he had to wait another four weeks for her, then so be it. He would often find her in the living room on the sofa talking with Michelle, Keira, and Talia. The four women had become great friends.
    While Sam was safe at the pack house, Justin still hadn’t found anything on that guy, Gerard Long, who had been stalking his mate, and that frustrated him more than anything. There had been no other sightings of the man who had been watching Sam in the parking lot of the motel, and Justin wondered if the fucker had given up, whoever he was. Maybe it had just been a coincidence after all, like those bastards who had tried to feel Sam up in the back hallway that first night at the club.
    He, Roan, and Chet made sure to touch and kiss Sam frequently, and she touched them in return. Some of her gestures had been downright provocative, and that gave him hope that she would eventually consent to mating with them. Whenever he pulled her close for a hug, she would give a little wiggle and rub up against him. She did it to his brothers as well, but he wasn’t sure if she was aware of what she was doing. At night he would often sit with her on his lap, and again she would shift around until she was comfortable enough to settle down. But each time she moved, he had to clench his jaw to control his raging libido. His little