All three sat facing out with their legs spread over their mates. The men whispered soothing words in their women's ears. All except Will, who kept telling his mate to stop twisting on his lap.

'Mate,' Joel sent into my mind, 'we must greet Dia first and then the other two girls. Once we are done, the pack will go, but not before.'

I shifted the form of the wolf and approached Dia. She was being held with an arm across her chest by Will. I approached and my tongue flicked out to taste her intimately. She squirmed under my tongue and moaned.

The wolf was there, Will had been...