“Well, Sam, you better get packing; we will be leaving in less than an hour,” I warned him.
Sam’s face fell, and his bottom lip quivered in disappointment.
“Why?” He sulked, “We just got here and…”
“The pack is in trouble,” I answered, cutting him off. “I suggest you tell your new–found toy that we are leaving…”
“Come on, Colt! Seriously man!?” Sam complained, indicating the start of an argument.
“That’s enough,” I growled. “Pack your things. The pack needs us.”
Sam got up and gave me a disappointed look. Then he stalked toward his room, pissed.
I ignored his attitude and turned my attention back to Grey.
“Will you inform the Alpha of our departure?” I asked.
“I already have,” he answered.
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Half an hour later, I dropped my bag in the back of the Black SUV, thanked the Alpha for his hospitality, then left, taking the six–hour
drive back home…
It was well after lunchtime when we drove into the human town centered among all the packs.
“I’m hungry,” Sam whined. “Let’s stop for something to eat.”
I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding and took the turn–off toward Latinos. We haven’t been here for a while, and it might be good to see Carlos again—the man had some personality, and maybe he could put us in a better mood before arriving at the pack.
I brought the SUV to a stop and turned to Sam, raising an eyebrow at him.
“This isn’t a buffet,” I warned him, “it’s go in and get something to eat and leave…”
Sam sighed, rolled his eyes, and then, just like a teenager, he jumped out of the SUV and stormed towards the restaurant’s door.
“That wasn’t necessary,” Grey said, “he is still our brother…”
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“Yeah,” I cut him off, “it is just a shame he doesn’t act like one of us. He has been screwing around from the minute we left home.”
“You’re right,” Grey sighed, “but still…”
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Grey shook his head at me and calmly got out and walked toward the restaurant door.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called my mother.
“Son?” Her soft, sweet voice came over the receiver. She sounded tired. “What’s wrong?”
“Mother, we are heading home,” I answered.
“Did you find her? Them?” She asked, sounding a bit more excited than a few seconds ago.
“No,” I answered. “The pack is more important than us finding our mate,” I told her. “I was informed of the current situation…”
“Colt…” she sighed on the other side.
“Mom, we are about an hour away,” I said, cutting the call. I knew if I kept talking to her, she would find a way to talk me out of
returning home.
I headed to the restaurant entrance and froze at the door.
A faint smell of caramel lingered in the air, and my mouth watered to taste it.
Ray stirred in my mind.
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Odd, I thought. Ray never reacts to anything.
A smile played at the corners of my lips, and my mind wandered off toward my younger years, remembering my mother’s baking.
“It smells like home,” Ray commented.
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“It does!” I agreed.
I opened the restaurant’s door and found my brothers standing frozen in the reception area, their gazes pinned on something.
It was in that very second that I noticed the intoxicating scent of caramel coming from inside the restaurant, and I pushed past my
brothers, searching for her–the one I would call Mate!
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The Triplets‘ Rejected Disabled Mate
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
