There's Snow Escape(33)

Heat gathered in her cheeks. “Fine. So the bite was all loss of control. Then why not tell me? Why wait until the elders showed up and tell me I’m supposed to be their mate.” She frowned. “Shouldn’t that be something I am asked, not assumed?”

Gerri nodded. “You’re right,” she said in a tight voice. “All I can say is that Brecc and Eros knew from the first moment they saw you that you were the right woman for them.” She sighed. “They were very impatient to take you home.”

“That’s just it. That was their home.”

“Did you not feel welcomed?” She leaned back. “Did you dislike it?”

God, no. She’d loved every second of the mountains. The snow. The air. The people. Everything was so wonderful. Even the two men she missed like crazy. “No. I really enjoyed the mountains.”

“So it wasn’t a matter of location. It was that you found out about their thoughts of mating you from someone other than them.” Gerri stared deep in her eyes. “Am I right?”

“Yes.”

“Now, let’s get down to it. Why is it so upsetting? Whether they told you or the elders, I have a feeling you would have had this same reaction.” Gerri placed her cup on the table and lowered her voice. “What are you afraid of?”

“Being hurt again,” she admitted. “Having been in a dead-end relationship before, I don’t want to waste time again with liars, cheaters, or anyone who isn’t willing to be truthful at all times.”

“They made a mistake,” Gerri said through clenched teeth. “They fucked up and while I agree you have every right to be angry, I honestly think they love you.”

She shook her head. “They don’t love me.”

Could they? She had ignored the feelings she’d been experiencing from both men for days, pushing the emotions away and trying not to analyze that they ran deeper than just lust.

“We do,” said a voice behind her. She whirled around, noticing the open French doors leading out to the garden where both men stood, watching her.

“You two have a lot of explaining to do,” Gerri said, her voice sharp enough to cut steel. Charlotte winced. “You harassed me until I could do nothing else but focus on finding the right woman for you. I bring her to you and this is what you do?” Gerri glared.

Charlotte bit her lip to keep from laughing at the sulking expressions on Brecc and Eros faces. Gerri had already explained their request for her to find them a mate and how Charlotte had seemed ideal.

“Let us explain,” Brecc said.

“Oh, you are definitely going to explain. To her,” Gerri snapped. “All you had to do was let her get to know you. You two spend time with her. Explain how your world works and make the woman happy. Was that so much to ask?”

Both men shook their heads.

Charlotte picked up her tea cup with nervous hands. The cup slid right through her fingers and landed on her lap, spilling on her skirt.

She jumped to her feet, pulling at the wet material to keep the hot liquid from soaking through to her legs. “I have to change,” she said, rushing out of the room. “I’ll be back.”

She paced her room for long moments in her robe, unsure if to go back downstairs or stay put.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

She glanced at her door. That was probably Gerri ready to chew her a new asshole for taking so long changing her clothes when she should be talking to Brecc and Eros.

She turned the knob, ready to explain to Gerri but the two wolves stood there instead.

“Oh, it’s you two.”





TWENTY-NINE



Brecc’s gaze did a slow caress down her body. “May we come in?”

She should send them to hell, but the heat in both their eyes sent shivers down her spine.

She slid the door wide and moved out of the way. “I guess.”

Brecc walked up to her giant window, leaning his body on the frame. Eros stopped at the center of the room, his gaze searching hers.

“You are more than just a beautiful woman, Charlotte,” Eros said, taking the lead. “Yes, your body is delicious and every curve is addictive, but the areas you keep hidden are what captivated me.”

She blinked. “What areas?”

“You care about others. You speak your mind no matter the consequences,” Eros said. “Your confidence. It is the sexiest thing you could ever possess. I fell in love with the woman who understood that things can be different and still be perfect.”

Her heart expanded with those same emotions she’d been ignoring. That love she’d tried to fight. Eros was the type of man she could see herself being able to talk to no matter the circumstance. She loved that about him. She loved him.