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Grins stretched across my friends’ faces. They both surged forward, throwing their arms around me and Beck. I didn’t like them touching him while he wasn’t wearing a shirt, but figured they were used to being around gigantic, muscular male wolves.

Plus, they were both permanently mated.

“Congrats!” Love exclaimed. “We’re happy for you!”

“And glad you seemed to have worked out other things, too,” Tori teased, as they released us.

I laughed.

She was talking about sex.

And we had definitely figured it out, so she wasn’t wrong.

“Thankfully, yes,” Beck agreed.

Tori and Love grinned wider.

I rolled my eyes, but my smile didn’t go anywhere.

“We’ll leave you to it,” Love said, still grinning. “After you’ve had a few days to settle, we want to get together for dinner at my house. Madd said he’ll cook steak for everyone.”

I’d heard a dozen times from her how good her mate was at cooking steak, so I was excited to try it. “Alright.”

“I’d like it to be known that I call dibs on being the baby’s godmother,” Tori added, as Love tugged her down the driveway to give us space. “And you should name it after me!”

Beck chuckled as he pulled the door shut, his arm still wrapped around my waist.

“Where were we?” he murmured, pulling me back into the house and capturing my lips again.

I smiled, and kissed him back without missing a beat.

fifteen

SIENNA

We spent the next few days talking.

Laughing.

Trading stories.

Enjoying the pack’s gossip.

Playing actual strip poker.

Getting to know each other’s bodies.

By the time we finally made it to Love’s house for dinner, I was all-in with Beck. We hadn’t sealed our bond yet, but it was only a matter of time.

After Love let us in, Beck left me at the door with a kiss. He carried our sheet of veggie kebabs into the kitchen, joining Madd and Vex as they cooked. The kebabs would go on the grill soon, but the guys were handling it.

Love and Tori threw their arms around me, pulling me in for a group hug. I hugged them back, my smile wide and happy.

“Mating looks good on you,” Love teased.

“It looks good on all of us,” Tori said, her own lips stretched in a grin. Her eyes dipped to my arms—and widened when she saw the box of sugar cookies I was holding. “Damn, you’re the best.”

We ate, talked, and played cards until midnight came around. Then, Beck dragged me back to our house and made love to me.