Fearing that their future daughter in laws will end up dead before being claimed and providing them with grandchildren to spoil, they convince their own mates that something must be done. After gathering all of the warriors together in a fake award ceremony the witch Elder casts a spell to pull the warrior’s mates to them, whether they want it or not.
Aiden McKenzie is adamant that he doesn’t need a mate and that she would only get in the way. He doesn’t have time to coddle a female. He likes his world run with military precision. Little does he realize, Fate is sending him his mate first! He meets his destined mate Meryn Evans and things go downhill from there. She is the embodiment of chaos. In the first twenty-four hours she kicks, screams and knocks her bear shifting mate unconscious.
around helplessly as she dangled in his grasp. Her hopes for escape plummeted
when she saw that they were now completely surrounded by no less than twelve
huge men all carrying weapons.
“Okay, I saw
this movie and I didn’t like it. Can I just go home now?” She took in their
military gear and closed her eyes.
“I didn’t see
anything I swear.”
“Who sent you?”
Meryn opened her eyes to see another blond man stepping forward. At first she
thought he might be related to the guy holding her but this man had amber
colored eyes not green and higher cheekbones. It was a gorgeous combination.
“So you just decided
to climb a random fence just to see what was on the other side?” There was no
hiding the sarcasm in that question.
“Actually yup. I
just moved to town and I woke up and had this overwhelming urge to go
exploring. It pushed me here.” She noticed how the men gave each other
“So are you guys
like paramilitary? Secret CIA training base? That would be cool.” Meryn asked.
All eyes turned
back to her. She flinched and closed her eyes again.
“I mean, I see
nothing, I hear nothing and I most definitely won’t say shit.”
The man behind
her snorted. The sound of men approaching had her opening her eyes again.
Out of the woods
two more men appeared. One looked like he glided over the fallen leaves, the
other trampled through them recklessly his blue eyes hard. He looked like he
was the type of man who wore a perpetual scowl.
The angry one
looked her over.
“These are not
the droids that you seek.” She said. The smaller auburn haired man to her left
cracked up. The hulking man glared at him.
He turned his gaze back to her.
“Come on, that’s
Star Wars.” Keelan explained.
“She fights star
type wars?” He asked concerned. She looked up at him.
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