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  ~~ Chapter One ~~

  “Grayson Quinton….” Grayson walked to the stage and received his diploma among shouts and cheers from the crowded football stadium. He turned to face where he knew his family was sitting, and waved the diploma. After sitting in the hot Washington sun for another half an hour listening to speeches, they were finally allowed to throw their caps in the air. Grayson stayed where he was and waited for his family to join him. He was patted on the back by his friends, and hugged by a few girls. He finally saw his older brother, Sawyer, weaving through the crowd of excited graduates, along with his boyfriend Troy.

  “Hey, little brother!” Sawyer scooped up Grayson and hugged him. “Congrat’s on graduating!” “Thanks.” Grayson smiled at the rest of the family as they walked over. His brother Xander had a wicked look on his face. “Oh no, what the hell, Xander?” Grayson chuckled.

  “What?” Xander looked around and leaned into his brother’s ear. “I just touched that guy’s ass.” Xander pointed to a blonde haired kid.

  “Jesus, horny much?” Grayson rolled his eyes.

  “Hey! Neither one of us is getting any action, what with being mateless and all.” Xander mussed his brother’s hair. Grayson smiled as his father, Wyatt, Nadine and Joe waded through the crowd with Sam and Dakota. Sam hugged Grayson and kissed his forehead.

  “So? Are you ready for Anchorage and your new internship?” Sam asked.

  “Heck yeah.” Grayson laughed as his father arched a brow. “What? You always say I cuss too much.”

  John grabbed his son and held him close. “I’m so proud of you. You know that, don’t you? I couldn’t have asked for better sons.” “Thanks Dad.” Grayson closed his eyes. His father had been there for every moment in his sons’ lives. Taking time off work to attend parent teacher conferences, graduations and even teaching them to drive. “I love you.”

  “I’m going to miss you so much.” John sighed, pulling away. He palmed his son’s face. “Where did the time go?”

  “I’m still small, Dad.” Wyatt looked up at his father.

  John picked up his son. “Yes, you are. You’re so grown up too.” “So? Who’s up for dinner?” Dakota rubbed his hands together. “We have to get some good food, before we send Xander and Grayson off to Anchorage.”

  “Who will I cook for?” Nadine sighed. “All you boys are leaving.” “That’s not true, Nadine.” Troy smiled, hugging her. “You have me and Sam to feed. Plus Mateo and Riley are coming for a visit with Josh and Mark soon. Then we have the weddings in August up in Vancouver.”

  “I can’t wait!” Nadine giggled. “My four boys getting married.” Nadine winked at Sam, D Thakota, Sawyer and Troy. “I wanna get married.” Wyatt pouted. “Where is my mate?” John looked at Dakota and shook his head. “Wyatt, we’ve told you —”

  “I know I have one!” Wyatt growled. “Okay, okay.” Dakota rubbed Wyatt’s back. “Come here, little man.” Dakota took Wyatt from John and held him tight. “Calm down, we’ll go get some ice cream.”

  Sam took Dakota’s hand, as they all made their way to the parking lot. The group headed out to Fisherman’s Joint for lobster and crab. Once seated around the large round table, the group discussed the weddings and the boys’ new internship at Drake and Drake Architectural. John told his boys he’d gotten them a secure apartment in the heart of downtown Anchorage.

  “Taylor and Jagger’s office isn’t too far away, and they look forward to working with you two.” John winked at his sons. They’d all inherited the drawing gene from their mother, as well as her emerald eyes. “The house will seem so empty.” John sighed.

  “Is that a hint that Troy and I need to get busy faster, Dad?” Sawyer arched a brow. “I’m not going to hint.” Nadine looked at the men at the table. “I’m telling you to hurry up. We need some babies around here.” Nadine winked at Wyatt. “The little one’s getting too big.”

  “Thank you, Nay!” Wyatt giggled.

  “Well, it’s true.” Nadine kissed Wyatt’s cheek. “You won’t even watch Sponge Bob with me anymore.”

  Sam looked at his mother and shook his head.

  “What happened to ‘Cartoons are full of violence’? Huh, Mom?” Sam narrowed his eyes.

  “That’s the Looney Tunes cartoons. They are constantly flying over cliffs and becoming pancakes on the ground.” Nadine sighed.

  “It’s funny.” Wyatt laughed.

  Dakota waved at the waiter, and smiled at the table dominated by the men he called his family. “We’ll have the bucket of crab legs.” Dakota handed the waiter the menu. “And keep them coming.” Dakota turned his attentions to Xander and Grayson. He had a sneaky suspicion that they were Taylor and Jagger’s mates. The morning meeting of the packs over a year ago had convinced him that Jagger was either Grayson or Xander’s mate. He was leaning towards Xander in Jagger’s case. When Carson had slapped Jagger, Xander had reacted in anger. And although Taylor hadn’t been present that morning, Grayson had reacted as well. “So, you guys are leaving on the first flight out.”

  Xander nodded, looking at Grayson.

  “Yes, we want to get a feel for Anchorage.” Xander sipped his soda.

  “I’m just going to take a sleeping pill.” Grayson shivered.

  “Oh, that’s right.” Dakota smiled. “I forgot you hate flying.”

  “No, flying is fine. It’s the crashing part I’m not a fan of.” Grayson drawled. Xander took his brother’s hand. “It’s going to be fine.” Xander turned his attentions back to Dakota. “So you’ll vouch for t Grhese guys? I mean, the last time I saw that Jagger guy, he was with his dad.”

  Dakota nodded. “Trust me, Jagger want’s nothing to do with his father. Neither does Taylor. You guys have to remember, Jagger saved Sawyer’s ass during the fight.” Sawyer nodded, looking at his brothers. “He’s right. Jagger and his brother, Taylor fought their own father that night. Besides Xander, didn’t you say Jagger was hot?” Sawyer smiled, as his brother’s face went red.

  “Love how you can’t remember anything else, but that youdo remember.” Xander rolled his eyes. “Well, I sent them some of your drawings and they couldn’t wait to take you guys under their wing. They just used some of my plans for a guy. I can’t remember his name, but he’s opening a hotel in Egypt and wanted something different. I think we gave him that.” Sawyer smiled.

  John took his son’s hands in his own.

  “I’m very proud of both of you. I’m blessed with four sons.” John took his hands away and wiped his eyes.

  “Aw dad, don’t cry.” Grayson hugged his father. “We’ll call you every day, I promise.”

  “Just be happy.” John smiled.

  ~~ Grayson sat on the bench across form the Anchorage Fire Department with his bagel and coffee. They’d been in Anchorage a few days now, just getting a feel for the town. It was warm out and the sky was rich, clear blue. Xander was seated next to him, and they were watching the firemen clean the big red truck. Water splashed all over the large burly men and soap bubbles coated their naked chests.

  “Jesus, I’m fucking drooling.” Grayson wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

  “Look at the way that dark-haired guy moves.” Xander’s mouth dropped. “Look at thatass.” Grayson giggled. “I love this; it’s like a free show.” They had already settled into their new apartment, and Riley had made sure it was furnished before they even stepped foot in it. Riley FlynnEsposito was one of the kindest billionaires Grayson had the pleasure of knowing. Riley was married to Mateo Esposito; they’d met when Mateo and Josh Montgomery came down to give Troy back-up, when Troy’s crazy stalker ex-boyfriend had almost ended his life. Sawyer, Dakota and Sam were forced into changing Troy into a werewolf to save his life. Riley had taken it quite well when he
’d found out they were all werewolves.

  “So tomorrow’s the big day.” Xander sighed, taking a bite of his bagel. “We start our new job at Drake and Drake.” “I know. I’m kinda nervous, you know? I mean, Sawyer and Dakota vouched for us and we can’t screw this up.” Grayson watched as one of the firemen flipped his wet hair back, sending water cascading on another man behind him. A wrestling match ensued, and Grayson pinched his hardening cock. “My God, I need to have sex before I combust.”

  Xander chuckled. “I’m starting to wonder if maybe we made the wrong choice staying pure for our mates. What if we don’t find them until we’re fifty? Or worse, eighty, and our dicksht= don’t work anymore?”

  “That’s what Viagra is for.” Grayson giggled. “Okay, so with our body chemistry, you’d be willing to take a blue pill to keep it up? God forbid it affects us differently and we end up with a raging hard on for four years instead of four hours.”

  Grayson furrowed his brows. “God, that would suck.”

  “No shit.” Xander laughed. The bells went off across the street and men were scrambling into their turnouts. The truck was rolling out of the parking lot minutes after the alarm sounded. Grayson and Xander waved at the firemen, as they drove past and smiled when they honked the loud horn at them.

  “I love this place.” Grayson sighed. “Hey, we better get back. Big day tomorrow and I want to make sure my suit is pressed.” Xander stood up and threw his coffee cup into the trashcan next to the bench.

  “Yep, tomorrow is a big day. We start work and hopefully a new chapter in our lives.” Grayson shielded his eyes from the sun with his hand.

  “Hopefully.” Xander winked.

  ~~Chapter Two~~

  Grayson looked up at the tall impressive building and whistled. “Hot damn, Xander.”

  “No shit,” Xander’s eyes travelled the length of Drake and Drake Architectural. “So, what do you make of all this?”

  “I don’t know, but I’m going in.” Grayson waggled his eyebrows. The lobby was wall to wall marble, with very expensive looking art on the walls. Grayson arched a brow at his brother as they approached the sign-in desk. Grayson looked at the nameplate. “Hello, Miss Watt’s, I’m Grayson Quinton and this is my brother Xander. We have an appointment with Jagger Drake?”

  “Yes, you can call me Bianca.” She smiled. “Top floor, last door on the right,”

  “Thank you,” Xander smiled and dragged his brother towards the elevator. “Jesus, stop flirting Gray.”

  “Flirting?” Grayson scowled. “I’m gay, numb nuts.” “You were smiling.” Xander pushed the button on the elevator. Seconds passed and it opened. Xander stepped in and punched the top floor. “You never smile, and you showed teeth.”

  “That’s you, ass wipe.” Grayson adjusted his tie and ran his fingers through his hair. “Ugh, I hate my hair short.” Xander looked at his own reflection in the metal doors of the elevator. Short black hair and green eyes reflected back. A grey suit tailored to fit, hugged his hips and shoulders perfectly. “I know, but look at us man, we look fuckingspectacular.”

  Grayson snorted.” Did you expect anything else?” Grayson turned to look at his ass in his tight black slacks. “Rawr…”

  Xander cracked up. The bell dinged, signaling they had arrived at their floor, and the doors opened. Xander stepped out and gripped the wall immediately. “Oh Christ…”

  Grayson looked at his brother, and inhaled the air in the hallway. “Holy shit…”

  ~~ Jagger sat back, legs spread, cock out. His girlfriend, Vanessa, was giving him a lunchtime blow job and he was trying desperately to get hard. He’d been gay since he could remember, but years of abuse from his father had kept him in the closet, even after the man was kicked out of their lives. He closed his eyes and dipped his head back, trying to think of something to make himself hard. Thinking back to the day they had arrived at the Queets reservation, he pulled the vision of one of the Queets pack members. Black hair and amazing green eyes, a body worth falling to his knees for, entered his mind. Jagger finally felt a twinge in his cock.

  Vanessa moaned, as his member grew hard in her mouth and sucked the rim of his cock harder. Jagger buried his fingers in her hair and imagined kissing the guy from that day. His dad, Carson Drake, wanted Dakota in the folds of the Denali pack and he and his brother Taylor figured out why. Dakota Cadotte was one hell of a powerful wolf. More powerful than any they’d ever encountered, and Wayne the park ranger, turned out to be the alpha instead of their father. That day, over a year ago, was the day that Jagger had caught a scent that had stayed with him. So much so, that he’d gone against his father at the meeting, to protect a smaller wolf. In the process, he came face to face with two dark-haired, green eyed werewolves.

  The bitch of it was Jagger had no clue which one of them was putting out the scent. He’d hoped it was the taller one, but he’d never gotten a chance to delve into the matter more. Work got in the way. That and being the pack’s beta. Jagger had taken over the beta duties at the request of Wayne after his father, Carson, had been kicked out of the pack. But the day he’d seen that man from the Queets pack, he’d thought of nothing else since. Vanessa’s fingers dipped to his perineum and Jagger imagined kissing the guy from the Queets pack. He gripped Vanessa’s hair harder.

  “Stop it, Jag. You’re choking me.” Vanessa whined. “Sorry.” Jagger mumbled. He closed his eyes again and thought of that beautiful face that tan skin…that amazing body…

  ~~ Xander was barely making it down the hall and the further he got, the stronger the scent became. Grayson was having the same problem. As they got to the end of the hall, the door to the office was cracked and Xander knocked once, before stepping in with Grayson right at his side. Xander stopped and his mouth dropped open. Right there at the desk, was the man from the morning meeting of the packs.

  “Holy shit!” Xander shouted.

  “Jesus Christ!” Grayson dropped his briefcase. “Fuck!” Jagger was so shocked, he tried to get up with Vanessa still attached to his crotch, and ended up falling over in the chair. He hit the floor with a loud crack and scrambled to zip up his slacks, pushing Vs.

  “Did we come at a bad time?” Xander asked, sarcastically. “Pun intended.”

  Vanessa wiped her mouth, looking at the two men at the door. “Don’t you knock?”

  Xander rapped his knuckles on the door loudly. “Better?” Xander narrowed his eyes at the man behind the desk. “Jagger Drake?”

  “Yes…” Jagger felt two inches tall. By the attitude and aroma permeating from the man, he was looking at his mate. “Well, we’ll just give you a few minutes to collect yourselves.” Xander shot Jagger a look of unadulterated anger and slammed the door, leaving him and Grayson in the hallway.

  “Dude,” Grayson exhaled finally. “That was your mate.”

  “Ya don’t say?” Xander leaned against the wall and sighed. “Great.”

  “Mine is that way.” Grayson pointed across the hall. “Shit.” Xander looked at Grayson. “Our mates are brothers?”

  Grayson looked at the door across the hall. “Taylor Drake, yep. Are you okay?”

  “I’m so pissed; I could scratch her eyes out.” Xander closed his eyes and balled his fists.

  “What do you want to do? We can leave.” Grayson hugged his brother.

  “You’d do that?” Xander looked at his brother. “But this is such a great opportunity, Gray.”

  “Not if it hurts you, it’s not.” Grayson shook his head. “Just say the word.”

  “Let’s see what blow-job man has to say.” Xander sighed. ~~ Taylor rode the elevator back up to his office annoyed, the stupid blonde bimbo at his side was grating on his last nerve. He’d love to shout at her “I love the cock!” But he’d promised Jagger he’d play it cool until her father signed off on their plans. He hated playing the straight guy, but just like his brother, years of being told gay was bad was still engrained in him. It’s not like they needed, oh shit, what the fuck was her na
me again?

  “Um, sweetie?” Taylor crooned.

  “It’s Brianna. You know Ihateit when you call me sweetie.” She sighed. “Yes, sorry.” Taylor rolled his eyes. It’s not like they needed Brianna’s father’s money. They were very well established and didn’t need shit from anyone anymore. Taylor tried to think of sexy, sweaty men whenever he had to kiss the whiny, spoiled, brat Brianna. Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard and his dick actuallyhid.“So, what are your plans today?”Please say you have to shop, or get your nails done, or go on an extended vacation…

  “I have to get a dress for the dinner party, silly.” Brianna looked at Taylor. “Remember?”

  “It’s a week s taway.” Taylor shook his head. “You have time.” Taylor almost laughed at the shocked look on her face. “What?”

  “Are you serious? I have to get a one of a kind dress, I can’t be seen in the same dress as someotherwoman.” The doors to the elevator opened and Taylor opened his mouth to speak. The smell hit his nostrils and travelled straight to his cock. He pushed Brianna out of the way and looked down the hallway, two men stood against the wall. He pumped the air with his fist mentally, his mate was a man. Hell yeah and thank the fucking gods above! He took two steps and one of them stiffened, turning to look in his direction. Taylor felt his teeth elongating and tried to control himself, as the other man walked towards him. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod……

  “Taylor?” Brianna’s voice brought him to a screeching halt. His canines receded; the man approaching him stopped and looked from him to Brianna. “Oh God no…” Taylor looked at Brianna. “Um, I have work to do.”

  “Yeah? So?” Brianna wrapped her arms around his neck. “I have work, too.”

  Taylor tried to push her off, but her lips landed firmly on his. He heard the sharp intake of breath down the hall, and cursed himself mentally. “I’m at work, Brianna.”

  Brianna looked down the hall and narrowed her eyes. “Who are they?” “My appointments, see you later.” Taylor tried to brush her off but she kept at him like a rabid pit bull, grabbing his dick through his slacks. “Brianna!” Taylor pulled away.