seemed to belong to him as the alpha wolf of his pack.
Corey trailed behind, wishing for the thousandth time that he had more courage and could just take what he was so desperate to have.
* * * *
James had been so sure it would work, but Corey still had yet to make a transformation, and now he knew why.
“Thought for sure it would work.” Mick had said when James had told him. His beta had been the one to suggest the private naked sessions, so sure that the lessons, done by a nude mate, would help calm the new wolf into a transformation. “Can’t believe he couldn’t
do it.”
James couldn’t believe it either, and now that he had an idea why, he had to go and seek Old Maggie’s advice on the subject.
Of course, she had to be snarky about it.
“If the physical act of mating is what’s holding him back, then by all means, do it. You hardly need my permission for it.”
James had left that particular meeting with his fists clenched, but now, as he walked down the halls of his home, toward the guest room where his mate lay sleeping, his fists were clenched for an entirely different reason.
And his cock was hard. Painfully so.
He’d had access to his mate for the better part of four days, and still had yet to take him. He’d wanted to ease Corey into the fact that James was his mate. It was bad enough James had to infect him so suddenly and without warning, that he wanted this next bit of information to be handled gently.
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He’d stupidly assumed that meant he needed to keep some form of distance between them, wait for Corey to make the first move. Clearly that was not about to happen. Whether he knew it or not, Corey was fighting his attraction to his mate, and that was causing problems with his coming transformation.
James hadn’t fully realized that that was where the problem lay. He wanted to go out today, alone with the other man, and try to teach him how to transform, hoping that once they were both naked, Corey’s instinct would kick in and he would stop fighting what he obviously wanted.
The getting naked part had been a sincere thing. Transforming into the wolf while wearing clothes was never a fun experience, but James would be a complete and total liar if he didn’t have an ulterior motive for wanting it to be just him and Corey for those lessons he took him for.
Until James properly claimed the other man, he wanted not one other member of his pack so much as setting their eyes on any bit of Corey’s naked flesh.
Well, no more dicking around. James knew Corey wanted him, he read it in the other man’s conflicting thoughts this evening during that botched session, and the ones prior to it as well, and that was all James needed.
Outside the door to Corey’s room, James put his hand around the
small brass knob.
He could hear Corey’s breathing from within. He wasn’t exactly having the most pleasant sleep, it seemed, not with that labored panting.
James had been born a werewolf, a rare trait that was half the
reason for his alpha status. He couldn’t so much as remember what his first transformation was like. He had no idea what Corey was going through.
It didn’t sound too good, though.
James gently turned the knob and let himself in. He was so
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accustomed to every panel of wood in his house that he was able to avoid the creaky floorboard even without the help of his superior stealth.
Corey lay on the bed, only half under the blue comforter on his double bed, but that half told James that Corey was sleeping naked.
Considering the layer of shiny sweat that coated his skin, James couldn’t blame him. The scent of sweat and musk hung like a heavy cloud in the air. His mate was torturing himself with the wanting part as well, it seemed. Overheating was definitely a symptom of the fight some people went through