Page 91 of Taken By the Pack (Mate Hunt 2)

She inhaled sharply, and my lips parted.

His eyes shifted to red, and his wolf rumbled through his lips,

“Mate.”

“Well, now it’s a real party,” Teagan said cheerfully. “And this time, I don’t have to abduct anyone.”

“What the absolute fuck?” Del looked at me. “Ebony…”

“Remember how I said werewolves aren’t real?” I checked. “It was a lie.”

Her eyebrows lifted to the damn sky.

“Ford!” I called, turning to look for him.

The guys were already jogging over, and Rocco’s fingernails were digging into the plastic picnic table so hard I worried they might bleed.

His face contorted painfully as he fought his wolf.

Del took a step back, but Teagan grabbed her arm.

“What’s a werewolf’s mate?” Del asked, looking between Teagan and I.

“Oh honey, you’re about to find out,” Tea promised.