The Favour(9)

Annabelle crossed her arms over her chest. Trevor looked down at her and she glared at him.

“Now behave so we can get in the house. Any minute now, the entire community will be out wondering what is going on,” he told her.

Annabelle didn’t respond. Trevor started walking and Mac followed to his side. She let him carry her to the house and in the back door. As soon as he put her on the counter, she tried to scramble away.

“You’re testing my patience now. Just sit still and let Mac look at your feet,” Trevor ordered and wrapped his arms around her.

Mac turned on the water and tested it before grabbing her feet. The warm water was a relief against her abused flesh, and she began to relax against Trevor’s hold.

Picking up the hand soap from the back of the sink, Mac lathered his hands then began to wash her feet. Once cleaned, he removed a couple small rocks before turning the water off. He looked down at her before sharing a look with Trevor.

“What are we going to do now?” Mac finally asked.

“Well, I guess we’ll have to have that talk you’ve been wanting,” Trevor drawled.

Annabelle looked from one to the other. “I’m sitting right here.”

They didn’t pay any attention to her.

“All right.” Mac sighed. “I didn’t want to do it this way but what choice do we have?”

Trevor picked her back up. “Let’s do this somewhere more comfortable.”

“Do what?” Annabelle tried to push against Trevor’s body.

“We’re not going to hurt you,” Mac told her from behind Trevor.

“Yeah, sure, says the man that can turn onto a wolf.” Annabelle used sarcasm since it seemed to be the only weapon she had. Her mind kept screaming ‘werewolf’ while her body wanted to cuddle into Trevor’s heat.

She could feel Trevor’s chest rumble against her as he chuckled. “So you admit we look like wolves and not dogs.”





Chapter Four





Trevor carried Annabelle into the room he shared with Mac and watched her eyes widen as she took in the large bed that took up most of the room. He set her gently on it, and she scrambled away to the head of the bed, putting distance between them. Mac sat on the foot of the bed, and Trevor took position standing behind him. He squeezed Mac’s shoulder in support.

He gave Mac encouragement to talk with Annabelle while he fought to keep his emotions under control. The wolf inside him recognised Annabelle as his mate. He wanted to claim her, to make her his and Mac’s, much the same way he’d done with Mac.

“What you saw tonight—Trevor and I in our other form—was something we wanted to tell you about gradually.”

Annabelle had her knees up and her arms wrapped around them as she leaned against the headboard. “How is it possible?”

“We have special genes that allow us to shift our shape. While we can turn into a wolf, there are other people who can turn into different animals,” Mac explained.

Trevor wasn’t surprised by her reaction. It wasn’t every day one found out about them. He prayed silently that she would accept them.

Annabelle’s mouth dropped open. “Other animals?” she repeated.

“Yes. I know it’s a lot to take in, but this is why we return here for every full moon. So we can run in our other form without worrying about being discovered.”

“So everyone here—” She waved her hand around wildly. “They can turn into wolves too.”

“They can or they are mated to someone who can.”

“Mated?” Her voice shook as she spoke.

Trevor walked to the side of the bed. “A mate that completes us. You are our mate.”

She shook her head in denial. “I can’t turn into a wolf.”

“You don’t have to, but with you by our side, the wolf inside us calms. We need you to be able to control him.” Mac spoke softly.

“Why me? You could have anyone!”

“You were given to us. Our gift. We’ve waited a long time for you.” Mac sat up on his knees. “I knew for the minute I met you that you were the one.”

“That was over a year ago,” she commented with doubt.

“We had to put things in motion. To make sure you could accept us in your life. We’ve waited and watched until we thought you were ready.” Mac started to move closer to her, and Trevor was glad she didn’t move away.

“You think I’m ready now?” Her voice came out in a whisper.

Trevor took a seat at her side. “We know you are. Tomorrow night is the full moon. With your agreement, we want to claim you as ours.”

“What does that mean? Claim me?” she asked, turning her attention to him.