Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy (ARIA) novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588

ARIA

Noise and movement and warmth through the link and the specific complex joy of something restored. Three years of suppression ending in this clearing in the morning light, wolves of every size and color occupying the space that had been human-only for so long, the howling and the running and the rolling and the wrestling and the reunion of things that had been kept apart.

"Nobody shifts back to human form," Ivory said, from the edge of the clearing where she'd been standing and watching with the specific expression that was the contained version of something very large. "I will not be responsible for the cleanup if this turns into a human orgy."

The laughter moved through the link and the air simultaneously, which was the first time I'd felt laughter through the link and it was — extraordinary, that was the only word for it, the specific warmth of shared feeling through shared connection.

I found Kael's wolf in the clearing.

He was standing near the center, watching the pack with the specific quality of someone receiving something they'd been waiting for and hadn't been certain they'd get. Khris — the black wolf, the Alpha — stood in the middle of the pack he'd been worried about and carrying for three years and was watching them run and howl and roll in the grass.

Silver went to him.

We stood together in the center of it.

*How does it feel,* I said, through the bond.

*Like something I didn't know I'd lost,* he said.

*You knew,* I said.

*Yes,* he said. *But knowing and feeling are different.*

Silver pressed her side briefly against Khris's flank.

Khris — the enormous black wolf who'd spent three years as a separated entity and nine months in slow integration — made a sound that was low and warm and not the Alpha sound, the other one, the one that existed below all the architecture.

I held the link.

All of them. The whole weave of it, thirty and growing, the full pack mesh still not complete but so much more than what we'd had. The new connections were warm and specific — not the full mindlink in its traditional form, not yet, but the architecture was there and the connections were building and what we had in the clearing on that morning was real and functional and ours.

And then I realized Ivory wasn't in it.

She was at the edge of the clearing, standing exactly where she'd been standing since the administrations had started. Still in human form. The tray was empty. Every vial had been distributed and taken and she hadn't taken one.

Kael had noticed.

His wolf moved through the clearing toward her with the specific purposeful quality of someone who'd been watching and was done watching. He reached her at the edge of the trees and stood in front of her, which in his wolf form was a significant physical presence, and looked at her with the wolf's specific unmanaged directness.

She looked back at him.

"I'll join later," she said.

Kael's wolf reached out with his teeth and took the hem of her jacket.

He tugged.

Not hard — the specific gentle insistence of an animal that didn't have words for the thing it was expressing and was using the available tools.

Ivory looked at the teeth on her jacket. At the enormous black wolf looking at her.

"Khris," she said, addressing the wolf directly with the ease of someone who'd known this animal in all its forms for twelve years, "I said later."

Khris tugged again.

Nina's wolf appeared from the left. Jordan's from the right. The two of them positioned themselves beside Ivory with the specific coordinated efficiency of people who'd been doing things in coordination for years and had simply translated the coordination into wolf form.

Ivory looked at the three of them surrounding her.

"No," she said.

Khris tugged.

"I have work to do," Ivory said.

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