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“Oh, okay,” Axel replied, but then he realised what he’d just heard.

“Your pheromones calm me down?” Axel asked, a small furrow in his brow as he thought that over, but then the other part pierced his jumbled brain, “I’m yourmate? You're a wolf.”

“I am,” Malek nodded.

“And I’m your mate,” Axel added.

“That’s right.”

“And this your home?” Axel looked around, and saw he was in a very modern, cosy space.

“Well, our home, I hope,” Malek said, an expectant smile on his face.

“I’m your mate?” Axel asked again.

Malek nodded patiently, “Yes you are. Do you want to know what that means?”

Axel nodded, but before Malek could start speaking, Axel blurted, “And where is home?”

“Whitfell. It’s a hidden valley in the South Fell of the Lake District, off the beaten path from the trail you were on,” Malek replied.

Axel tilted his head to the side, his brain trying to put everything he’d learned together.

“You’re a wolf, I’m your mate, and this is our home,” Axel murmured, to himself, but Malek answered.

“That’s correct,” Malek smiled, but Axel didn’t miss the hint of tension there, like he was waiting for Axel to react badly, or something along those lines.

“I am a wolf shifter, you’re my mate, this is our home…” Malek repeated, his eyes on Axel. The man was watching him like he thought Axel would break down any moment, but there was also a hopeful gleam in his eyes, and a look Axel had never seen anyone give him before, like a mixture of awe and lust… or the other L word he refused to even think of.

“And I’mnotdreaming,” Axel confirmed.

“Not dreaming,” Malek echoed.

Okay, so Axel had read enough shifter romances to know what those words meant, but it still felt like he’d fallen asleep in the middle of one of his books, and was having some kind of vivid dream.

The panic he was feeling was gone, but the curiosity and lust? Now those seemed to be increasing.

Without thinking about it, Axel moved, closing the space between them, and kissed Malek’s lips. The kiss started off tentative, on his part anyway. Malek froze the moment Axel's lips touched his, but it was just for a moment before his arms came around Axel’s waist, and he pulled Axel off the bed like he weighed nothing, and into his lap, while deepening the kiss.

The moment their lips touched, Axel’s world tilted on its axis. Everything else faded to the background, but him and Malek… this moment. Everyone else that he’d ever been with paled in comparison. Never had he felt attraction or need like he was currently feeling.

Malek claimed his mouth, and kissed Axel with a singular purpose, like everything else in the universe didn’t matter.

“Wow.”

Those were the only words Axel was capable of when they broke their kiss, mostly because they both needed oxygen. Sitting on Malek’s lap, Axel was able to get a closer look at his features, and he was still perfect, strong and beautiful, but in a very masculine way. Every part of him was hard andoh so verymale. His lips lookedoh so kissable,and Axel just wanted to nibble on them and go back to this kissing.

Just then Malek’s lips parted, and his tongue extended to lick them before it retreated again. Get your shit together Axel, making yourself look like a right muppet, in front of ‘Hottie’.

Your Mate.

Axel kept telling himself this wasn’t some elaborate fantasy his brain had concocted. This man was very real, and his very real, very aroused, cock was currently making itself very well known.

“Oh my,” Axel breathed, and shifted his hips to feel the hard-on pressing into him.

He shifted again, but before he could get any sort of friction, Malek’s big hands grabbed his hip, holding him in place.

“I think we need to talk a little more, and if you keep doing that, well…”