Love Times Three
Trillium Creek 3
March 12, 2019
If you love something let it go...
Brett thought letting Ryder go was the best way to show how much he loved him. Ryder would be free to find an omega and start the family he’d always wanted. Ryder doesn’t want anyone but Brett, and he will do whatever necessary to convince him they belong together.
If it comes back to you…
Cam is on the run from his pack. He’s not looking for love, but when he’s rescued by Brett, his childhood crush, he realizes those feelings he had for his former packmate haven’t faded. Then fate steps in when Cam meets Ryder, Brett’s alpha mate, and a bond is formed. Cam tries to fight his attraction to both men, but the pull he feels toward them may prove too strong.
Ryder knows Cam is the omega he and Brett need to complete their dream of happily ever after. He’s their missing piece, and it will take them both to convince Brett the three of them belong together
A few days later, after packing up some lunch leftovers for Cam, I slipped out the side door of the farmhouse, hoping no one would notice me. I wasn’t so lucky. Ryder stood there on the wraparound porch as if he’d been waiting for me.
“Taking a snack with you?” he asked, glancing at the insulated lunch bag in my hand.
He knew I was helping someone else who’d left the Oaklawn Pack. I was sure of it. When Rory had run away, Hanson, the Oaklawn Pack alpha, had accused Alpha Silas of kidnapping him, and we’d had a confrontation with the police. Something good had come from it, at least. Alpha Silas had met his fated mate, a young police officer named Cory.
As far as I knew, no one in our pack had assisted Rory directly, but several of us had helped others leave Oaklawn, though all the other refugees had been over eighteen. That didn’t mean I wanted to discuss my business with Ryder. “I’m repairing some equipment this afternoon and figured I might get hungry.”
His raised brow told me he didn’t believe me.
“Why do you care?” Fuck. Why was I trying to rile him up?
“I always care about what you’re doing, Brett. I want to keep you safe.”
I ignored how my stupid heart sped up at that. I wanted to move closer to him, to touch him, to kiss him. “I’ll be safe enough. I suppose I could pinch a finger or bang myself up a bit working on the tractor, but I promise the snack won’t contribute to that.”
For a second, he looked hurt, but a scowl quickly replaced the vulnerable expression.
“Is there something else you need to say?” I asked.
“So many things.”
I blew out a long breath. Did he have to look so fucking gorgeous leaning against the railing? I could practically feel the alpha energy rolling off him, his wolf watching me from behind those dark eyes. Why did I have to miss this man so badly—the taste of him, the feel of his warm breath against my skin, the comfort of his arms, the way I could just surrender and let him take control? If I stayed there much longer, my cock was going to betray me.