Sibyl doesn’t know what to do after spending the night with three sexy werewolves. They claim she’s their mate for life, but why would three gorgeous men want a chubby woman like her? Then a rival wolf pack attacks, and Sibyl has to make up her mind. Give in to the desires of her wolf mates or run away from love forever.
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“You’re our mate, Sibyl. The female of our group. After last night, we’ve officially claimed you and made you ours.”
She pulled her legs out of his grasp and glared. “That’s what you said, but you didn’t explain what it means – or ask if I even wanted to be your mate.”
Gabe opened his mouth, but Adrian cut him off. “It means you're the woman of our pack – the only woman – and you’ll give us all pups. Mine’ll be first, I bet.”
Sibyl touched her lower belly and widened her eyes. Children? Pups? Who would want to have kids with her?
“I never said–”
“I chose you,” Gabe said and stood up. He threw a frown in Adrian’s direction, and the black haired wolf scowled. “I’ve watched you for the past year, Sibyl. I knew you’d be the one to complete our pack.”
How could she believe that? After years of rejection, years of never being good enough, or thin enough, how could three beautiful men all want her? Three beautiful werewolves, actually.
“Why didn’t you just chose a female werewolf? I’m not even one of you.”
“Not yet,” Adrian rumbled.
Gabe’s fingers trailed down her leg to the bite he’d given her the night before. “This will help fix it.”
Sibyl’s eyes widened. “I’m going to turn into a wolf?” she gasped and cuddled back into the couch, as if it could protect her.
Adrian snorted. “No. Unfortunately, but you’ll get some of our senses and our appetites.”
“And you’ll be able to handle birthing werewolf children,” Gabe put in with a slow smile.
That didn’t make her feel better, but at least she wasn’t going to turn hairy during the full moon.
“There aren’t any women werewolves,” Jonathan said. “We have to mate with humans, and our alpha knew you were perfect for us because he could smell you. We can all smell you,” he said and his lips slipped into a seductive smile.
Smell her? They’d said the same thing last night. Talk about a way to make a girl self-conscious!
“I don’t stink,” she mumbled and pulled the robe tighter.
Gabe chuckled. “That’s not what we meant. You’re fragrance is divine, darling. Believe us. It’s a little hard to resist at times.”