Chapter 5


    Chapter Five: Meeting the Drummer


    Groupies moved to the side of the stage, blocking my way. I smiled but I knew that it was more of a


    grimace from the way that some of their faces dropped. Normally, I would stay and chat with them.


    Tonight wasn’t the night for me to do my normal thing and talk. I needed to get to my mate. I could still


    smell that sweet cherry candy scent that I knew had to being from her.


    I needed to get to her. It was all my wolf could think about was iming her as ours.


    I looked through the crowd, spotting Evan’s shaggy blonde hair. When I caught sight of them, his hand


    was resting on the bare skin of her back and my beast growled, the sound slipping from my lips. The


    people around me moved out of my way and I stalked over to my mate.


    Aaron had jumped down from the stage, not even bothering with walking down the steps in his rush to


    get to his mate. I could hear the gasps and women fan-girling over him now as rock music started to


    pour from the speakers. I looked over at my band mate; he had taken my mate’s friend into his arms. I


    could understand why it was causing fans to freak out.


    Sure, he was known to hook up with women and men at our shows, but nothing like this. Nothing so


    bold.


    I couldn’t say that I med him. I wanted to go to my mate, toss her over my shoulder and take her out


    of here. I wanted to show her who she belonged to, take her over my knee for dancing with Evan. For


    letting him touch her the way that he was right now. His thumb stroking up the back of her shoulder


    beneath her hair. The closer I got, the easier I heard their conversation. It was friendly enough, but I still


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    didn’t like it. She was mine.


    “Would you like to join me for a drink?” Evan asked, his thumb stroking her skin as he rested his open


    palm on her upper back.


    I wanted to rip his arm off and beat him with it for even thinking of touching her but I didn’t think that


    Travis would take me dirtying up his club like that too well. Besides, Evan didn’t know that he was


    touching my mate.


    She looked up at him, tucking a dark red curl behind her ear and I saw the scattering of freckles that


    dusted over her pale shoulders. I wanted to kiss each one of those freckles.


    “Sure, I’d=”


    “Mind introducing me to your pretty dance partner? I said, cutting her off from answering him as I came


    up behind Evan and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. He smelled like the woods and pack. It


    helped to soothe my beast. Evan wasn’t my enemy, he was pack.


    *Ryan, hey, man. Awesome show tonight. You guys are on fire.” He said, congratting me. I gave him


    a smile. But I could barely take my eyes off of her. Up close, she was even more beautiful than I had


    thought she was. I could see hints of sun kissed blonde streaks in her hair. Hair that was begging me to


    tangle my fingers into it and haul her body close to mine.


    She turned to look at me, her jewel like sapphire eyes going wide as she looked at me from beneath


    her dark longshes. Her glossy pink lips parted and she sucked in a breath. Her pupils dted and I


    could see the need in her to touch me. Her hand twitched towards me and I let out a low growl. If she


    touched me right now, it would be all over, there would be no way that I could resist taking her here and


    now.


    “Mate.”


    “Excuse me?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.


    “You are my mate.” I said, biting my lower lip. She was so damn cute. That sweet cherry smell filled my


    senses, making me feel high. I could see her pulse fluttering beneath her skin and it made my mouth


    water, I wanted to


    trace my tongue along her pulse points to feel that fluttering beneath my tongue before I imed her.


    Fuck, what was wrong with me? I needed to get it together or I was going to scare her away.


    “I don’t, I don’t understand?” She stammered and I realized she had no idea what I was talking about.


    She was human.


    “I was telling Tillie that I would introduce you guys when you took a break,” Evan said, pping a hand


    on my shoulder. “But it sounds like you guys have some things you might need to talk about.”


    “Yeah, yeah I guess we do.”


    Chapter Five: Meeting the Drummer


    “So I’ll leave you with Tillie. See youter, Ryan.” Evan called out before leaving the two of us alone.


    “Would you, um, would you like to have a drink with me?” I asked, looking down at my mate, hoping


    that she would say yes. Fuck, I felt like a teenager asking my crush out on a date.


    “I would, yeah.” She said, smoothing her palms over the front of her dress.


    I nodded, reaching out my hand for her. She slid her fingers across my palm and I had to fight back a


    moan at the pleasure I felt at her touch. Sparks moved across my skin and my heart raced in my chest.


    I pulled her off of the dance floor and over to the bar. Stroking my thumb across her knuckles, her skin


    was the softest thing I had ever touched. I wondered if the rest of her was just as soft?


    My wolf had gone silent in my head at her touch. It was so strange. Since he had woken when I was in


    myte teens, he had never been this quiet. The beast had to be in shock over us finding our mate. I


    didn’t know how else to exin it.


    We stopped at the bar and I caught Travis’ eye with a raised hand.


    Tillie


    I didn’t understand why he would say that I was his mate. It was the same thing that Jake had said


    about his more than a girlfriend. He had called her his mate when he got out of the shower.


    Now, this super sexy drummer was saying I was his mate.


    What was a mate? I mean yeah. British ng for friend. And, of course, there were some animals that


    mated for life, but we weren’t animals.


    Was there something going around making people crazy that I didn’t understand?


    Even Charity was acting strange. She wasn’t the type to let a guy sweep her off her feet and let him


    kiss her without at least knowing his name first. Yet that’s just what she had done with the singer. He


    had jumped off the stage, pulling her into his arms and now I had no idea where she was.


    Ryan and I stood at the bar, his thumb stroking the back of my hand, making toe curling pleasure


    dance over my skin. Being touched like this had never felt so good. It was like when Travis had handed


    me my drink and our hands had touched. It was innocent and I shouldn’t be thinking about how I


    wanted both of them to touch me again.


    It had to be that I was lonely. Jake had been great in bed, but he always held back with me.


    I didn’t want holding back. I wanted fire and touches that sent sparks through my entire body. I wanted


    the heat that I saw in Ryan’s eyes, the heat that I saw in Travis’ eyes. Like they wanted to devour me


    whole.


    Ryan lifted his other hand to get Travis’ attention. The other man noticed him, his eyes met mine, and a


    slow smile spread across his face. He finished serving the drink that he had made before he walked


    over to us. His gazended on our joined hands and he pressed his lips together into a thin line.


    “Tillie, same as before?” He asked, his voice slightly rougher than it was earlier. I liked the way it


    sounded and I wondered if that was what he would sound like when he woke up. First thing in the


    morning, his hair falling in loose waves around his face.


    Ryan squeezed my hand and I realized that they were both watching me.


    “Oh, yeah. Sorry. Jack and Coke, please.”


    “Ryan?” Travis winked at me before turning to look at the man beside me. I could have sworn that I


    heard Ryan growl, but humans didn’t growl at each other. At least not unless they were doing some


    sexy primal y thing.


    Was that what was going on between these two?


    If it was, I wasn’t one to bash someone else’s kink. I just didn’t know why they were pulling me into it


    and why did I not care that they were pulling me into it?


    Why did the thought of them hunting me have me pressing my thighs together?


    Travis tilted his head down. His nostrils red as he leaned closer to me. “You smell so good, like


    cherries.”


    Ryan let go of my hand, his arm snaked around my waist to pull me close against his firm muscr


    body. “Cherries? He repeated.


    I looked between the two of them. There was a look of hunger in their eyes that I couldn’t exin. It


    spoke to something primal inside of me that I didn’t know was there. Something left over from the lizard


    brain that told me that sex with these two would be more than enough. That it would leave me ruined


    for any other partner afterwards.


    “I’ll fix you something sweet,” Travis said. His voice was low but I could still hear it over the steady


    pulse of music that surrounded us. It made me feel like the three of us were in a little bubble that no


    one could disturb.


    I nodded and his eyes sparkled in the neon lights of the club. He turned away from Ryan and me,


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