Maggie's Wolves, Part One: A BBW Shifter Romance (Red Mountain Pack Book 1) Read Free Page B

to her is born to the whole pack, not to an individual male. We’re pack and that means we share our bodies and our skills, all of our resources and all of our gain.”
    “And all packs work like that?”
    “It used to be that adolescent males would be kicked out of the pack of their birth so they could go in search of a mate. In recent years, male shifters have started to form packs of their own. They’re not true packs, but they serve some of the same purpose. It’s hard living on your own in the human world.”
    That, she understood. Probably better than he did. “How many people are in your pack?”
    “Five men. No women. We never expected to find a mate. Female shifters have been going human for generations now. There aren’t many male shifters left and females are even rarer.”
    She looked at the fire as she considered that. Going human. It must have been what Aunt Tildy’s ancestress had decided to do. That explained the mystery of why Tildy’s branch of the family was human while hers was furry.
    “My parents didn’t belong to a pack.”
    “Your parents were a pack,” he said. “A very small one.”
    And then there was her. She wasn’t a pack. She was just alone.
    She looked up as she remembered something he’d said earlier. “You said I could make a decision after I heard what you had to say. What exactly did you mean by that?”
    “I’m here.” He leaned forward, the chair creaking beneath his weight. “Which means you still have a choice. You don’t have to go human if you don’t want to.”
    Oh, shit. She went very still as his meaning sunk in. Her wolf rose to the surface with a triumphant howl, and it took every ounce of willpower Maggie had not to leap to her feet and lunge at the man who’d just offered up his body to her. Moisture gathered between her legs and it felt like she could actually feel the blood pulsing through her clit. Trembling, she fisted her hands in the blankets to keep herself from reaching for him. She had to be sure she understood him correctly. She had to think . She licked her lips and shivered when his gaze dropped to her mouth. “This mate thing is for life?”
    He nodded.
    “And you would really be willing to take me as your mate?”
    The stranger looked calm, but that wasn’t what his scent told her. His scent said aroused male. And his wolf was very near the surface. There was a golden gleam to his eye that had nothing to do with the firelight.
    “Technically, you would be taking me as a mate,” he said. “But I want you. On many levels, I want you. Tonight you make a choice—embrace the wolf and become the alpha female you were born to be or let her go to live as a normal human woman. I don’t have that choice. I’ll always be a shifter no matter what I do. I never thought to be given the choice on whether to claim a mate, but if you’re asking, I want to claim you.”
    “You don’t know me.”
    “I know you’re one of us, and that you’re alone without a pack. I know that I might never get the chance to mate again.”
    She breathed a laugh. “So it’s a last shifter on earth thing?”
    “Maybe,” he admitted, and she flinched at his honesty. He waited until she met his gaze again. “But I couldn’t have imagined a more desirable mate than the one fate provided.”
    She blushed. “You don’t have to flatter me.”
    “Is that what you think I’m doing? It’s not flattery. It’s just the plain truth. I want to bury my face between those gorgeous breasts of yours and between your thighs. I want to lick the cream I smell on you and see if you taste as good as I think. I want to fuck you, claim you, mark your skin with my teeth, my scent and my come, and then bring you back to my pack brothers so they can do the same. I want to plant my seed in your womb and watch you grow with my child. Whatever decision you make, that’s where I stand.”
    Fuck. It took her a few moments to remember how to breathe. Focus on the problem, Maggie. She