And Then There Were Four

Pollux.

The last few days I had spent with Trixie had been amazing. I had marked her as my mate. Right now, I lay on the bed watching her walk around my room with her hair hanging down in ringlets over her shoulders in nothing but a see-through black robe. All I wanted to do was take her again.

She was beautiful and smart, and to think I thought ill of her made me disgusted with myself. How could I have ever thought that way about my mate when fate destined her to be with me? Regardless of what species she was.

Pushing aside the guilt that had formed over my initial behavior towards Trixie, I relished the sweet moments I had with her now. It had only been a few days since we mated, and the entire time we spent wrapped in each other's arms, learning more and more about each other with every waking moment.

She was strong, and I had no doubt now when the time came for me to return home, she would make a fierce and amazing Luna to my pack.

"Pollux, I'm starving. Maybe we should go get some food." She looked over her shoulder at me from where she had been looking in the mirror, absorbing the mark I left upon her shoulder.

One thing about this woman that constantly amused me was her love for food. She loved to indulge herself, and looking at her, you would never think that considering she had to have been barely one-hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet. "Food?" I hummed to myself as a smile spread across my face. "All I need is you to eat, and I'm a satisfied man."

The comment was true but also meant to make her laugh—which it did.

"Is that right?" she purred as she turned to make her way toward me seductively, making my cock jump at attention. "I'm pretty sure I would be down for some more fun."

Before I could land my lips on her, a banging at my bedroom door made us both jump. It was late in the evening, and the last thing either of us was expecting was company. Our only agenda was the pleasure we took in each other. So for someone to be here, it was either important or someone fucking with us.

Hopefully, it wasn't the latter otherwise, I wouldn't be able to control my anger at someone interrupting my moment with my mate.

"What the fuck..." I groaned, rolling my eyes as I slid from the bed and quickly threw on a pair of gray sweatpants. "This better be fucking good."

Trixie laughed at the interruption as I watched her plop onto the bed. Her hand on her chin as she lay on her stomach with her feet kicking in the air. "Stop being grouchy. It may be important."

"I'm not being grouchy-" TheContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

moment that I opened the door, Cassie bounded in, looking out of

breath and panicked. Her eyes scanned the room between me and Trixie as her mouth opened and closed.

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry."

"Cassie," Trixie replied, quickly getting off the bed, "what's wrong? What happened?"

Cassie's hands fidgeted as her eyes brimmed with tears. "I don't know what I'm doing..."

Confused about why my sister was acting this way, I closed the door and strode towards where my concerned mate stood with her. Only once had I seen my sister this panicked before, and that was the night Melissa had died. The night I

saw her come out of the woods with

Lucas.

It was something I would never be able to forget. At the end of the day, she was my sister, and despite our issues, I'd kill someone if they hurt her.

"Cassie, I need you to take a deep

breath and tell me what happened," I

said calmly, trying to make sure I didn't lose my patience. The first week of mating was always the most testosterone-driven, and male wolves-especially Alphas-were Very territorial during this time.

Even towards those who were family, and right now, with my mate touching her, my beast was going crazy.