Theirs

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Authors: Christin Lovell

Theirs

THEIRS
Snowy Mountain Wolves
Book Two

 

Christin Lovell

 


 

THEIRS

 

Copyright © 2014 by Christin M Lovell

 

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SNOWY MOUNTAIN WOLVES

 

Book One:
Hers
Book Two:
Theirs

 


 

Theirs Playlist
(What I listened to while writing the book.)

 

1. Paramore –
Decode
2. Thirty Seconds to Mars –
City of Angels
3. Jillette Johnson –
Torpedo
4. Jason Derulo –
In My Head
5. Panic! At The Disco –
The Ballad of Mona Lisa
6. Darius Rucker –
She’s Beautiful
7. Carolina Liar –
Show Me What I’m Looking For
8. Five for Fighting –
What If
9. Colbie Caillat –
We Both Know
10. Sky Ferreira –
Obsession
11. Kat Graham –
Power
12. Jason Derulo –
Marry Me

 


 

THEIRS

 

Ellie had been on the brink of fully claiming her curvy mate when her alpha best friend, Jerry, dropped a bombshell on them all: Kate was his mate too.

 

Werewolves are territorial. Tempers flare, jealousy ignites and tensions rise. They both want the same thing, minus the sharing part. Will they be able to put their feelings aside to do what’s best for their mate? After all, Mother Nature doesn’t make mistakes.

 

Kate had just begun to accept that she enjoyed being with a woman, namely Ellie, when Jerry turned all she thought she wanted on its head. It doesn’t take her long to figure out what is right: she needs both Ellie and Jerry in her life.

 

But then the unthinkable happens.

 

Kate’s past and present collide in a bang, leaving lives on the line. Suddenly the little things don’t matter. But did they realize too late what’s truly important? Or is Fate not as cruel as we often believe her to be?

 

Please note that this title is a sexually and emotionally charged e-book. It contains graphic content that some cannot handle. Some scenes are memorable for haunting reasons. Consider yourself warned.

 


 

Theirs

 

Chapter One

 

JEREMIAH

 

Kate shook in my arms. I sensed her fear and confusion, much like at the coffee shop earlier. Her heart beat rapidly; her lungs were shuddering with every stuttered inhalation.

 

I clung to her, afraid to let her go. Watching her with Ellie had been hell. Not being able to touch her, to comfort her, had stung.

 

Dammit
. I wanted to claim her, to taste her and feel her, but now wasn’t the time. I was barely getting by with hugging her to me. She fidgeted, trying to escape my grasp, but I couldn’t let her go. I knew what would come. I knew what my extra curvy mate would do: run.

 

Ellie looked incredulously at me. Her expression registered shock, anger, a merriment of perplexed flares. Based on the fire her wolf put in her eyes, she was embracing rage and little else. “Let go of her.”

 

I stood my ground, certain my glare confirmed my stance. “No. I gave you every chance to win her over. I was more than generous. I gave up my fucking mate for you. I knew she was straight, a slam-dunk for me. I could have already claimed her and left your ass in the dust, but I didn’t. Do you even have the ability to think of someone besides yourself?”

 

My wolf growled, stalking dangerously close to my surface. Frustration squashed my patience when it came to Ellie. I knew she wasn’t the vein brat she pretended to be. Beneath all that bitchiness was a heart of gold, but if she refused to be anything but great to our mate, then she would have to go through me to ever reach her again.

 


You’re lying,” she insisted. She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest as she studied Kate.

 

Kate was still quivering in my grasp. She buried her face in my chest. The action only propelled me further to protect her from any level of threat.

 

I grunted. Ellie was being stubborn. She wouldn’t hear the truth no matter how I explained it right now. “I’m taking her to
my
room while you think about that fucking line. Try to stop me and I’ll challenge you on the spot for expulsion from the pack.” I was done playing games with my beta. She needed to learn.

 

Her hands balled into fists at her side. I swore steam was going to escape her as she and her wolf glowered at me. I heard her grind her teeth. “She’s my fucking mate. She said okay. You can’t just come in with some massive fucking revelation like that and expect me to bow out. Over my dead fucking body will you take her from me.”

 

Kate began to fight for freedom, shoving at my mid-section. “Please.” Her plea wrecked my heart. “Please, Jerry.”

 

Letting out a harsh sigh, I loosened my embrace.

 

Ellie’s nostrils flared, each exhale a snarl from her wolf. She watched me closely, at the ready.

 


I…I think I should just…um…leave.” Kate swallowed hard.

 


No!” Ellie and I cried in unison.

 

My wolf pounced in panic, fighting harder for his freedom.

 

Ellie and I exchanged looks. We were going to have to put aside our differences for the moment and work together, otherwise, we ran the risk of both of us losing Kate.

 

Concern lit her eyes in place of her wolf. Her hands relaxed as she moved towards us. Meeting my gaze, she nodded her commitment silently.

 

This was far from over between us, but Kate came first. Always.

 


 

Chapter Two

 

ELLIE

 

Dammit!
How the fuck did this shit happen? She was mine and mine alone; now I was being told to share, share with a man nonetheless. Son of a pie fucker.

 

Kate sniffed. It wasn’t long after that Jerry’s shirt was wet, just enough to tell me she was crying.

 

My wolf quieted, whimpering once in subtle compassion.

 

Compassion.

 

I’d never embraced that word on any level. Damn. I guess that did make me selfish.

 

The better part of me felt for Kate though. I wanted to scoop her up into my arms, cuddle her close, giving her the occasional kiss while wiping away her tears. She was scared. Two werewolves were holding her hostage practically while threatening to fight each other.

 

Jerry drew circles over her back with his fingertips. He kissed her head. “It’s okay, sweetie.”

 

My chest clenched. Tears stung my eyes as reality smacked me. She was hurting, and, no matter how you looked at it, I’d caused her that pain.

 

I wrapped my arms around her from behind. I pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Why don’t we call it a night, honey? No more of this tonight, just sleep. Then, tomorrow we can figure it all out, okay?”

 

She was quiet, non-responsive for a while. Her body continued to lightly shudder.

 

I felt like shit, like a big pile of cow crap. Every minute that passed in silence, with only Kate’s faint sniffles, had anxiety and guilt gaining ground, crushing my wolf under the emotional pressure.

 

I damn near broke out in song when she nodded her agreement. She took a few more shaky breaths before slipping from our arms. “Alone.” She kept her gaze cast downwards, refusing to look at either of us.

 

Her focus on the floor was not a good sign.

 

Jerry and I stiffened. My wolf launched upwards. Her nails caught, biting into me before sliding, cutting their way down, effectively shredding my insides. The discomfort my wolf caused I knew was nothing compared to the unease in Kate. I sensed it.

 

My heart pounded, matching Kate’s heart’s quick rhythm.

 


Look at me,” Jerry commanded.

 

She lifted her gaze, but to me, not him. My heart reacted immediately. Emotions rose from within me, stealing a chunk of my sensibility. I fought the urge to do something extreme and outlandish, something that would have her falling apart in my arms or never gracing them again.

 


Kate.” His voice was stern; he used his alpha tone. Even I turned towards him.

 

To my utter surprise, she ambled past him towards my room.

 


Kate?” I felt my brows turn inwards. My wolf paced impatiently; worry building too easily, like an expectant father in the delivery room.

 

She spun on her heels. Her features twisted. Tears sat, ready to fall, in the basins of her eyes.

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