“And if you think that teenage humans are moody, wait until you see an
angst-ridden fifteen-year-old wolf. Very scary.”
She snorted at him, and he winked and continued.
“Half-blood, only one parent has wolf genes. They’re stil passed on to the baby, dormant, but for some reason even milk from a werewolf mom won’t
trigger them. The hormones have to come from something else.” Robyn watched as Keil wrote milk across from the top circle. He paused before writing
sex across from the bottom circle.
“Half-blood wolves can get triggered by having sex with a ful -blood. The hormones released during unprotected sex work fast, and since wolves can’t get
STDs, it’s both effective and safe. There’s a little added complication for males because of something cal ed ‘FirstMate’, but females don’t have to worry
about it.” He stopped and Robyn swal owed hard.
Wel . That was a bit of a surprise.
One circle left to fil in. She watched as he wrote her name in the empty space.
Oh shit. She knew where this was going.
She grabbed the pen and flipped over the page, crawling away from him on the platform to write. She might have the hots for the man. No way was he
going to use a biology lesson to get into her pants.
You want to have sex with me?
The flash of hot desire in his eyes answered the question faster than his mouth could.
“Hang on, Robyn. There’s one more thing I need to explain. And that’s al I’m doing, explaining. You get to make any decisions you want based on what I
tel you. Trust me.”
Robyn hesitated and then insistently shook the notepad at him. If he didn’t ’fess up she was going to hit him.
“Hel , yes, I want to make love with you. But that’s because you’re my mate.”
Robyn’s fingers were awkward as she scrambled to respond. Convenient. Maybe I should ask TJ if he wants to fuck me too.
Keil burst with a roar that she felt down to her bones. “No one else is going to fuck you, especial y not TJ!”
Out of the corner of her eye she saw TJ fly backward off his chair to land in a puddle on the floor. “Holy crap, Keil, what are you tel ing her?”
TJ must not have liked how Keil answered because he cowered lower on the floor. “Wel , hurry it up, listening to one side of your conversation is scaring
me to death.”
Robyn considered for a moment and held up her hand to Keil. She snuck over to TJ and wrote him a note. Even if they’d rehearsed this, she didn’t think
TJ was fast enough to try and pul one over on her. He’d be forced to tel her the truth.
Keil says he’s my mate. What does that mean and how can I tell if it’s true?
“Hey, bro, she’s asking me about you.”
Robyn stepped back toward the sleeping platform keeping her eyes firmly on TJ.
“Of course I won’t touch her. First, promise you won’t hurt me.”
TJ crawled off the ground. He wrinkled up his face and gazed upward as he rubbed a finger over his lips, as if trying to remember something. Shortly he
nodded to himself and turned to face both Robyn and Keil.
“Okey dokey. Mates are like getting married, only better for five reasons.” He held up a hand and lifted a finger with each comment he made. “First, mates
have similar interests and tastes. Second, the chemical attraction between mates makes it impossible to miss knowing they are ‘the one’. Third, sex
between mates is super hot and stays that way for their entire lives. Fourth, mates are connected deeper than physical y, there’s a mental and emotional
connection too. And final y, mates never, ever fool around on each other.” TJ looked at Keil who stood with his mouth dropped open in amazement. “Pretty
good, hey, Keil? Tony and I wrote that up for the pack chicks when they wanted to do a wolf version of a Cosmo ‘Find Your Perfect Mate’ quiz.”
TJ grabbed Robyn by the hand and pul ed her with him as he went to stand next to Keil. “How you can tel it’s true is easy. Remember, bro, you said
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