Mate Series, 9-12 (Gay Erotic Romance)

By Dawn Wilder

***Contains LUTHER'S MATE, SAYER'S MATE, CASPER'S MATE, and RADER'S MATE
***Adult Content, gay erotic romance, were/shifter

LUTHER'S MATE
When Luther's sexuality is discovered, he isn't exactly surprised by the rough treatment he receives. But the betrayal still stings.

Abandoned by his pack, he sets out to parts unknown. And doesn't get nearly as far as he thought he would.

SAYER'S MATE
Galen wants to explore his kinkier side. And Sayer is just the kind of dom he'd always pictured.
He just never thought it might turn into something...more.

CASPER'S MATE
There's something about Perry that just hits all of Casper's buttons. And to make things even more confusing, there's something almost...familiar about him...

RADER'S MATE
Rader is tired of keeping Omar in line through the parade of eligible pack princesses he has to look over. Insulting them is not the goal. Why won't he be the charming wolf that Rader knows he can be?

But Omar already has his eye on someone...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dawn Wilder
• Release date: Aug 7, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310929144

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MATE SERIES

9-12

By

Dawn Wilder

Copyright 2015 Dawn Wilder

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This book is fictional and any resemblance to persons, places, or events is coincidental.

Adult Reading Material (language, violence, sexual content). All characters are above 18 years of age.

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By Dawn Wilder

Paranormal Erotic Shorts:

Mate Me

Were My Mark

Incubus Needs

Foxy Lady

Runt of the Litter

Paranormal Erotic Shorts Collection (contains all of the shorts above)

Were It (best read after Were My Mark)

Sea Me

Fangs for Coming

Were Break (best read after Were My Mark)

Paranormal Erotic Shorts Collection, Volume 2 (contains the four above, plus Were My Mark so it can be read before the other Were shorts)

Were Shield

Gunner’s Mate

Tracker’s Mate

Breaker’s Mate

Ryder’s Mate

Asher’s Mate

Elena’s Warriors

Curves Ahead

Foster’s Mate

Fisher’s Mate

Play Hard

Luther's Mate

Sayer's Mate

Casper's Mate

Rader's Mate

Dawn Wilder Writing as A.R. Dawn

Paranormal Romance:

Going Lupe

In the Lupe

Let Sleeping Lupes Lie

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Table of Contents

LUTHER'S MATE

SAYER'S MATE

CASPER'S MATE

RADER'S MATE

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LUTHER'S MATE

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Chapter 1

Luther

I'm sorry, Luther. But I need to think of the pack as a whole and you're presence...it's causing too many issues. A pack with too many internal problems is weak. Weak packs are targets.

I stared at Jorge's face. He looked uncomfortable more than sad, despite the tone of his words.

The sharp sting of betrayal had already settled into a dull ache in my chest. There had already been so many smaller and larger hurts dealt me here that my heart had had to harden somewhat.

But it still hurt.

For the last ten years, I'd done everything for the good of the pack. I'd acted as one of the Enforcers, I'd shared what I had with members who'd needed it. I'd kept my head down, careful not to flaunt my sexuality, knowing it wasn't something the majority were comfortable with.

I'd been discrete. Gone to the next town over to scratch the itch. Hell, I hadn't even kept a lover longer than a week, knowing a relationship would be so much more difficult to hide.

But I hadn't been careful enough.

Someone had seen me. The news had spread quickly, packs not really big on privacy.

The last two days had not gone well.

I hadn't realized I still had a kernel of hope buried deep inside me. Hope that I'd be accepted. That people would remember that I was still me, remember everything I'd done for them.

I'll be out by sundown.

No way was I begging for scraps from the very people I would have given my life for.

Ignoring more half-hearted platitudes, I went home to clear out my possessions.

I didn't know where I was going, but I couldn't be here anymore.

If I ended up alone, so be it.

At least there wouldn't be anyone to let me down.

Cliff

I pulled up into the bar parking lot, ready for a few drinks before I headed home.

I opened the door, a cacophony of scents and sounds assaulting me as soon as I stepped in. The brisk night air gave way to the warmth inside.

Spotting an empty seat in the back, I pushed through the crowd, ignoring a couple of invitations to dance along the way.

Sitting down with a sigh, I signaled the bartender and asked for a beer.

He set down the bottle with a lingering smile and an invitation in his kohl-lined eyes.

Thanks.

I ignored the invitation and picked up the cold bottle, leaning back with it in my hand to look over the crowd.

Plenty of flesh was on display. Men dressed in mesh shirts to show off hours in the gym, others dressed in pants so tight I could measure their length and girth with a glance.

Advertising.

But I wasn't in the mood to buy.

I gestured for another beer as the door opened and someone else came inside.

I didn't look up until I heard a deep voice politely refusing a salacious come on.

That voice hit something inside me.

My head jerked up as I scanned the area by the door.

There. The newcomer was causing quite a stir.

And I could see why.

He was a big bruiser, but I probably had an inch or two on him in height. Unlike the other men here, he was dressed simply, in a relaxed pair of worn jeans and a gray t-shirt.

He didn't need to gild the lily.

The body in those clothes was ripped. Not a guy who was content with an hour in the gym a few times a week.

That kind of lean muscle and bulk took dedication. But I didn't get the vibe that he did it for vanity's sake.

His face was all angles and hollows, his dark hair cut ruthlessly short. A small scar on his left eyebrow and another silvery line on a high cheekbone on the same side kept his face from being too pretty.

My disinterest fled.

I watched as he looked around, his eyes scanning the bar for an empty seat.

His eyes collided with mine.

They were a light color but he was too far for me to tell whether they were blue or green.

Holding his eyes, I pulled out the chair next to me.

He looked at it and then at me again.

Come on, babe. Don't make me come after you.

I knew I would.

After a brief hesitation, he made a beeline for me.

As he skirted me to get to the stool, I got a whiff of his scent.

Wolf. Man.

Mine.

My cock sat up, all but begging for a piece of the guy.

I watched his eyes widen a little as he caught the faint musk of my own scent, unmistakably wolf.

But I needed to find out what he was doing in our territory. He should have come to me as soon as he set foot on it.

I'm Cliff.

Luther, he answered, his eyes moving over my face.

Why didn't you come speak with me? This territory is claimed. This could easily be taken as an act of aggression.

He nodded stiffly, shifting in his seat.

I apologize. I was just passing through and didn't think anyone would notice.

I stared and he bowed his head in submission, obviously not wanting to start a dominance challenge.

My wolf lunged at me. It thought I should show the new wolf who was boss. Cover him with my body and mark his vulnerable throat.

Luther kept his head down as I wrestled with my wolf. I was well-past being a pup and being ruled by my wolf's urges.

Where are you going? The slight growl in my voice was unavoidable.

Luther raised his head cautiously, making sure to keep his movements slow and easy.

I appreciated the effort.

I don't know yet. West.

He didn't know?

Where's your pack?

His broad shoulders hunched a little as he looked away.

I don't have one anymore.

I set my beer down with a click, not letting my dismay show on my face.

You don't have one, I repeated.

He shook his head, jaw clenched tight.

Is this a recent development? I asked gently.

He didn't look like a pack-less wolf. I'd met a few in my life and they'd ball been withdrawn, thin. Listless.

Wolves needed a pack to thrive. Even the strongest of us.

Especially the strongest of us.

We needed people to care for, people to protect. And Luther wasn't weak.

I knew that much even though I'd just met him.

He nodded.

Why? I needed to know the people under my protection were safe while he was here.

Someone saw me with another man.

I waited, expecting more to to the story. When he stayed quiet, eyes not meeting mine, my disbelief quickly turned to anger.

Tamping it down with effort, I took a swig of beer to buy myself some time.

Setting the bottle down carefully, I made sure I was right.

They kicked you out because you're gay.

He nodded, lips tight with suppressed emotion.

I didn't even think before I spoke again, the instinct to help him too strong.

Come home with me.

His eyes finally met mine again, the light blue startled.

Come home with you?

You have no place to go. Maybe my pack is where you should be. Nobody cares who you fuck as long as you're loyal to us. Hell, I'm the Alpha and you just met me at the gayest bar in a five town radius.

He smiled at that in reluctant amusement.

God those lips were bite-able.

But I refused to take advantage of someone who was obviously wounded.

Come on. I have an empty guestroom and no hidden agenda, I coaxed, knowing I was lying.

Because as soon as he was in a better place, I planned on making Luther mine.

But he didn't need to know that.

Luther

I followed Cliff out, taking the chance to scan his impressive body.

If we got into a fight, I didn't know if I could take him. That hadn't happened to me for a while.

The street lights outside glinted off his blond hair, caught in a stubby ponytail at the base of his skull. His muscled shoulders and arms were showcased by the tank he was wearing, the relaxed fit jeans cupping his ass.

A tight, hard ass.

I adjusted my jeans, the hard-on I'd gotten when I scented Cliff still raring to go.

That's me. My place is just a few minutes away. You can follow behind.

I nodded, getting into my car and following the behemoth he drove.

I'd gone into the bar hoping for a drink and come out with a hot Alpha who was willing to take me in.

I pushed down the hope that threatened to overtake me. No promises were made and I didn't want to get hurt again.

Cliff's place was less than ten minutes away.

I pulled up behind him. The long driveway led to a cozy ranch-style house with no neighbors that I could see nearby. I was guessing he owned quite a bit of the forested land around the house.

I grabbed my bag and hoisted it onto my shoulder as he went up the steps and unlocked the door.

Kitchen and living room. Feel free to use both. He led me through the open floor plan to a hallway.

My room is at the end. This one's yours.

He opened the first door on the right and gestured me inside.

It was pretty big for a guest room. Furnished simply with a bed, a side table and a dresser.

Bathroom's through there. Everything you need should be there. I like to keep everything ready in case any of my pack needs to bunk over.

I nodded, setting my bag down.

Are you hungry? I was going to heat up some leftovers. Chicken and rice. Lynda keeps me stocked up so I don't stuff my face with junk.

I smiled, wondering if Lynda was angling for something more.