It was the smell of mates, and Angel turned around with her vagina and Jarred combined again, the long mouths of the werewolves kissing together as a light light fell from the sky and wrapped the two of them.

"As witnessed by the Moon Goddess, I, Miller... Angel, willing to become Wilson... Jarred's mate ...."

With hot semen shot into her womb, Angel lay on top of Jarred's strong body, breathing in his scent as the two returned to their human forms and dressed.

Jarred has to thank Larkin, if he hadn't drugged Angel, Jarred didn't get his mate so easily.

Feeling Jarred's still blazing gaze, Angel smiled tenderly and...