Chapter 10

The next few days were like something out of a dream. Derrick’s Wolf had stopped pacing and growling. He watched Lucy all the time, wondering at the hole she’d filled inside him. His mate was so beautiful and tough, the perfect combination of sweet and sassy. She fit in with his Pack, with him, and he was just so damn proud to call her his.

Right now, she was laughing at something Cole said, but he was not paying any mind to their words. He was too stuck by her beauty. Her hair was shiny and thick, long like he liked it. He imagined it as it had been that very morning, spilling across his pillow like a bolt of silk.

He’d had those tresses wrapped around his hand when she’d surprised him with a morning BJ. In his wildest dreams, Derrick had never imagined he’d be waking up to find his cock buried deep in Lucy’s succulent mouth.

“I guess cats really like cream,” he’d mused aloud, and winced at the slap she’d given him right on his ass after that remark.