Terry Spear - Heart of the Wolf

Bella grabbed for Vernetta’s foreleg, but she wouldn’t nip it this time. With a powerful snap, she broke her leg in two. It would heal, but for now, it was the end of the game for the gray. Vernetta yelped, rolled over on her side, and then whined.

Bella turned to face Devlyn. He just stared back at her. Was he ashamed she could be so mean? That’s the way she felt for an instant. Mean and crotchety.

Devlyn stalked toward her and nuzzled her face with his. Their noses touched, and they licked each other’s wet cheeks. The wolves around the circle lay down and bowed their heads.

Devlyn had proved himself the new alpha male leader, and Bella had won her place as his alpha mate.

FIVE MONTHS LATER, DEVLYN CRADLED BELLA IN HIS arms while they nestled on a new redwood porch swing he had crafted for her. She gazed at the beautiful greenhouse situated nearby—twice as big as her old one and already filled with rhododendrons and azaleas from Oregon, now her second home. “Chrissie wants us to come to her wedding in two months. She and Henry moved the date up, afraid I couldn’t travel if they waited too long or, if they delayed it until after the babies are born, it would be harder for me to take them with us.” She smiled up at Devlyn.

He grunted. “I knock Thompson out during my rescuing you at the hospital, and he wants me to be his best man at his wedding? Humans. No figuring them.”

“Hmm, maybe it’s the wolf in you he really likes.” Devlyn shook his head, his hand caressing her belly, swelling with triplets. She sighed heavily against his chest.

A wolf’s howl in the distance brought a smile to her lips. “The Sinapu sure have made strides to reintroduce the gray wolf in the area.”

“Yeah. No worry about hunters shooting lupus garous anymore or trying to put a wolf into the zoo.”

“And even a few reds have been successfully reintroduced in the Smokies.”

Devlyn ran his fingers through her hair. “Right. Once the humans realized that the reds they set free weren’t wild enough and so were killing turkeys at local farms.”

“Good thing the government’s willing to reimburse farmers if wolves eat the farmer’s livestock.”

“Makes it easier for us to roam the area in our wolf states without arousing suspicion. But it sure was funnier than hell when Tanner got tagged as a successful reintroduction of one of the gray wolves. Nobody will let him live it down.”

Bella smiled. “I couldn’t be happier to be here with you like this, Devlyn, and with the pack again.”

He held her tighter. “To think Argos’s own mate had done the very same thing as you ... distracted the pack leader so that Argos had a chance to win.”

She chuckled under her breath and slipped her fingers over his bare chest. “I wish he’d told us sooner.”

“Yeah, I would’ve had you help me out long before this. We’re a team, sweet Bella.”

“I agree. I’m glad Vernetta’s leg healed properly, too.”

“Did she tell you she had first dibs on taking care of the triplets?”

“Yeah.” Bella smiled. All of the females of a wolf pack helped raise the alpha female’s offspring. She couldn’t have been happier to be home again. She’d lost her own red lupus garou pack but found the gray pack and the mate who’d forever be hers. “I guess your cousins aren’t still sore at me for fighting them that day, although they’ve made themselves scarce whenever I’m around.”

“On the sly, they told me that, once they’d seen your reaction, they knew you were the alpha female, even before Vernetta tried to take you down. Tanner said he was glad he didn’t have to deal with that quick temper of yours.”

“And you?”

“Spices life up just right.”

She gave him a serious look. “When the triplets are old enough, they’ll learn the true legend of how werewolves came into existence.”

He kissed her cheek and squeezed her good-naturedly. “Sure, Bella honey. The first was a Scandinavian white wolf. We still have Alfred’s book to prove it.” She shook her head.

Another howl sounded from the wilds. “He’s looking for a mate, don’t you think?” Devlyn stood and lifted Bella from the swing. “Yeah, at least I’ve got mine.”

“I love you, Devlyn,” she murmured against his throat. “No more than I do you. But for now, you have to earn your keep.”

She nipped at his chest.

He laughed. “Or maybe I should say, I have to earn mine.”

“Hmm.” She snuggled against his chest. “You better believe it. I want to take a run on the wild side. Think you’re up to it, stud?”

He growled. “I’m just the one to take you up on anything your heart desires, my little red wolf.” He buried his face in her curls. “Anything.”

Devlyn served as the alpha male, but Bella ruled his heart and soul ... just as it was meant to be. She smiled. “Promises, promises.”

He chuckled, deeply rapturous. “Yeah, and you know how intent I can be on keeping my promises.”

“Yeah, makes me remember again why I selected you for my mate.”

He laughed and kissed her ear. “Demanding wench, but I aim to please you for the rest of our days.”

She ran her finger down his chest. “Good, because we still have a lot of catching up to do.”

“I’m sure we’ll never get caught up.” He shoved the door open with his hip. “But we have all of the time in the world to try.”

“Trying is all of the fun.” She grinned at him, as he laid her on the faux polar bear rug resting before the fireplace. Then she pulled the leather strap free from his hair. “My sinfully, seductive big gray wolf.”

He pulled off his jeans and knelt beside her. She reached out to touch him. Shaking his head, he grinned back at her. “Bad Bella.”

“Hmm-hmm.”

The End