Amanda's Wolves(18)

Logan swore he could hear both his and Sawyer’s hearts beating while they stared at Mimi, both of them undoubtedly wondering what to do next.

“Your call,” Mimi finally said, as if she’d read their minds.

Hell, Logan could feel the tendrils of Sawyer’s thoughts reaching into his head. Normally shifters only communicated telepathically in wolf form. Mates were the exception. Once they finished claiming Amanda, the three of them would enjoy a connection that extended to their human form.

Occasionally Logan had heard of two of the mates beginning to form such a bond even before meeting the third.

Sawyer stood and paced the porch behind his chair, running his fingers through his hair. “Human?”

Mimi nodded.

“What are we supposed to do? Go in there and woo her until she agrees to go home with us?”

“And where would that be?” Logan asked, twisting around to face his mate. “Your tiny trailer or the condo I share with my sister, Sharon?”

“Shit.”

Logan turned back toward Mimi. “Do you suppose if we don’t face her tonight, we can stall this process? I mean, it won’t hurt if we never scented her as if we hadn’t crossed paths yet, right?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never come across a scenario like this, but I wouldn’t delay. It’s unnatural. If I hadn’t intervened, you would have met her when she came outside to go home. Besides, the spirits didn’t randomly make a connection with you yesterday. They don’t like to be ignored. If you’ve already spotted one, it’s time to make haste.”

Logan took a deep breath and turned to face Sawyer. “She’s right. We gain nothing by putting this off. I doubt we’d be able to sleep.”

Sawyer nodded. He rubbed his hands on his jeans and stopped pacing. “Let’s do it.”

Mimi got up from her seat. “I’ll send Laurie out with her.”





Chapter Six


Amanda had a firm grip on the bottle of water Laurie had given her. She’d only taken a few sips and held the lid in her other hand, squeezing it so tight the indentation of the circle of plastic was starting to hurt.

She had no idea why she was so on edge. Maybe she was tired, or perhaps it was simply stressful standing in a room with so many strangers. Most of whom were hunky men.

That had to be it. Half a dozen of the sexiest men she’d ever seen filled the great room. Too bad all of them seemed to be in committed relationships with half as many women.

Three of them were like triplets who had come to her seemingly one at a time in the middle of the night to caress her skin until it burned in her dreams.

The craziest part was they were all taken. Why would some strange force of nature send her visions of an Adonis who was in love with another woman?

She almost giggled at the thought that it was unfair of three women to hog six perfect male specimens while Amanda herself hadn’t had a boyfriend in over a year. Hell, she’d only had three boyfriends in her life, all of whom she’d dated in college and kept a complete secret from her parents.

Her world in Oklahoma had been severely stifled by her parents. In addition, the town she grew up in was small. Nearly every eligible male in a twenty mile radius had married their high school sweetheart several years ago or moved as far away from Nowheresville as they could. She didn’t blame them. It had taken her seven more years to get out of that small town. She’d spent those seven years commuting to college twenty miles away.

And look how far that had gotten her. She’d barely left her sister’s apartment since arriving. She needed to fix that and fast. If even one tenth of the men living in and around Cambridge were as sexy as this representation, she needed to get out more.

Laurie’s grandma strolled into the kitchen and smiled warmly. She didn’t say anything, but Amanda felt like she and Laurie communicated anyway.

Laurie righted herself from where she leaned against the island. “Let’s go outside. There are a few more people you haven’t met.”

“Okay.” The suggestion of getting out of this testosterone-filled space sounded wonderful. What she should do was go home and get some sleep. But she was too intrigued by this group of people to make her escape. And besides, everyone was so warm and friendly she felt like she sort of belonged. Nearly everyone in the house had introduced themselves and made her feel welcome.

What did she have to go home to, anyway? Her sister would either be asleep or still hanging out with Jaz. Amanda needed to get a life.

Maybe there were more brothers outside, and she would get lucky enough eventually to find one who was single.

Hell, maybe she’d get lucky enough to find two. She shook the absurd idea from her mind as she followed Laurie to the porch.