Trio of Mates

even more true because we were all born within six months of each other. Zak and I were always together, learning how to lead our pack as the future Alpha and

h all my break-ups, and the one who held me together when my mother and

en black hair flowed in gentle waves down her back and perfectly framed her olive toned skin and gray eyes. Charlie’s petite frame was lithe and curvy, her full breasts and hips giving the perfect amount of femininity to her slim, muscled body. Her full-lips were always in a pout, one that I have fantasized to have wrapped around my dick so many

ve our first shift at 16, those intervening years are used to help us learn to control our wolves, learn how the moon’s cycles affect our bodies, hone our abilities, and build strength within our pack. On the dawn of our 21st birthday, the Moon Goddess bestows on us an ability.

ess was a fierce protectiveness for those she loved and those weaker than her. She was already a formidable fighter and tactician, being the daughter of our Delta. This protectiveness drove her kindness and fighting instincts even deeper. She beat the sh

o the pack. Understandable, I guess. But I personally thought that he would be an amazing Alpha, as did many in the pack. His leadership skills were unparalleled in a generation. He had been negotiating the business dealings of the pack since he was 16 and his sense of justice provided fair judgment in e

He was so keyed up about the ceremony the following day, that we had to get him out of the p

knew who would win. Zak, as the Alpha apparent, was the strongest and fastest of all of us. Our only hope was trickery and a good head start. So, while Zak was undre

after us. He shifted quickly, grabbi

t Zak knew that. He took off after her, nipping at her heels.

ed Charlie off of him and took off after us. But Devin and I had enough of a head start that he cou

ak yelled at me,

keep my eyes on his face. As an Alpha, Zak’s equipment is...impressive. His muscular, tanned body, covered with fine chestnut hair was drool inducing. It di

ak mumble. But when I turned to clarify, he was looking toward

d talking in front of the fire. It was a perfect evening, and we all sle

is mate. That he would wait three more months until I turned 21, until he could be my mate. Never mind that he wasn’t gay. I

ing at each other’s clothes. I screamed for Devin, who had been sleeping beside me. Just as he rolled over, Zak managed to pu