Werewolves mate in threesomes in this world where packs operate just under the surface of everyday life. Private investigators Gavin and Liam find their mate, Bridget, while on a case. But in spite of the mating lust riding all three of them, Bridget resists the urge. Something stronger than the mating lust keeps her from committing. Meanwhile, Gavin and Liam discover treachery in her past. Can they unravel the clues to both mysteries so all three of them can come together at last?
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Gavin shifted in his chair so he faced her, his arm still on her chair. “Tell us what it is you’re afraid of. Whatever it is, we’ll fix it.”
She gave him a disgusted look. “Typical man, thinking everything can be ‘fixed.’ What if you can’t fix it?”
“Tell us what it is,” Liam said.
She rounded on him, enunciating every word. “I don’t know what it is.”
Liam sat back in his chair. “Then what—”
She stood, the chair legs screeching, and made a cutting motion with her hands. “I just feel scared, okay? You’re both more dominant than me. Everyone’s more dominant than me. You’re going to steamroll right over me until nothing’s left.” Her face turned angry. “And that’s if you don’t turn mean after we’ve mated and start beating me.”
“Beating you,” Gavin echoed, his voice hollow.
It didn’t make sense. “What makes you think male mates beat their female mates?” Liam said. He’d never heard of such a thing. Females were to be cherished and protected.
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “I just know it happens.”
Gavin sat forward. “Did you see it?”
“I don’t know.” She sat down again, not looking at either of them. “I’ve always felt this way.”
Liam met Gavin’s eyes, and immediately knew what he was thinking. There was a story here. A mystery. And who better than two PIs to figure it out. She might think they couldn’t fix it, but she was wrong.
In the meantime, there were other approaches they could take. “What if you get to know us before we take things further?” Liam said. “If you find out we’re good guys, will that make a difference?”
“Maybe,” she said softly.
“Then give us a chance.” Liam slipped his hand into hers. “Date us. In public, with plenty of people around. Let us show you.”
She squeezed his hand. “Okay.” She let out a little huff of breath. “I feel so scared. At the same time, I feel like…”
“Like you trust us?” Gavin said.
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips. “Like I want to lick every inch of your bodies.”
Gavin made a choking sound, and Liam could barely keep from jumping her. As it was, his hand spasmed around hers. And she squeezed right back.
“It’s awful,” she said.
“Sounds pretty damn good to me.” Gavin leaned forward. “And I bet we can arrange it pretty damn fast.”
Bridget blushed. It was the prettiest thing Liam had ever seen.
“We’ll be gentle, sweetie.” Liam leaned closer to her. All three of them were within inches of each other.
Bridget’s face and neck turned a deeper red. “What if I don’t want you to be gentle?”
A low rumble came from Gavin’s chest as he leaned even closer and kissed Bridget’s neck. “Mine.”
She started. “That’s just what I mean.” Bridget stood. Before either man could stop her, she squeezed behind Gavin and out from behind the table. Liam expected her to keep running, but instead she stopped. “Mine. Like you own me.”