Circle Three Ranch
Beckett's Wolf Pack, Triad Mates - Book 5
Meeka's Reluctant Mates
Mikayla "Meeka" Martin’s introduction to the shifter world was an
attempted murder by her ex. She survived to birth her son and meet her best
friend Suzie. When she and Suzie were rescued from the cruelty of Alpha Randall,
Meeka is understandably hesitant to get close to any man. Reece and Wade are
kind, gentle protectors who call to her in ways that Meeka had never thought
possible. She aches to soothe their tortured souls.
Reece Hutchinson and Wade Garner are triad partners who have a secret. The silver poisoning they sustained at the hands of Alpha Randall has ruined their lives. They want to claim Meeka as their mate and Eric as their son. But it doesn’t matter what they want.
Meeka has had enough. She refuses to have her heart broken again. She is not going to allow Reece or Wade to hurt her, her son, or the baby they may have created. Sometimes men can be such idiots.
“Are you all right, Meeka?” Reece’s gravelly voice called out to her as he and Wade stepped up onto the porch.
“I couldn’t sleep,” Meeka answered quietly, watching as the men came up beside her and knelt on either side of the lounge chair that she was sitting on.
“Did you have another nightmare?” Wade asked, reaching up to touch her hair tenderly and follow its soft length down past her shoulders.
Meeka shivered at his touch. She couldn’t help but turn into his hand and nuzzle against his palm.
“Baby,” Wade whispered, leaning in and resting his forehead against the top of her head.
“Wade, please,” Meeka whispered.
“What, baby? What do you need?”
Meeka eased away from him and looked up into his beautiful gray eyes. He was watching her with open caring, and she couldn’t help but feel the rush of love and need that raced through her. When he reached up and touched her cheek gently, she turned into his strength and slowly kissed along his forearm where the claw marks that Randall had inflicted upon him fifteen years earlier were white and puckered scars that showed jagged on his skin. She reached up and carded the fingers of her right hand through his light brown hair and held him tightly so he couldn’t pull away. Her left hand held his arm, holding his muscled forearm close against her mouth.
She heard the way Wade inhaled sharply as her lips traveled across his forearm. Despite his attempt to extricate himself from her hold, she wouldn’t allow him to pull away from her tenderness. She knew that if he really wanted to get away from her, he could. Her strength was no match for his. Just the fact that he allowed her to touch him gave her hope that maybe Mother Fate was right. She would have to be the one to initiate the closeness that she craved from the two of them. Taking the ultimate chance, she rubbed her cheek against Wade’s forearm then took her time to kiss every scar to try to take away the pain she knew he had to have experienced at Randall’s hand.
“Meeka,” Wade whispered.
“Shh.” Meeka finished her gentle caresses then turned and kissed Wade’s hand across the back of his knuckles. “I’m busy.”
Wade chuckled lightly, making Meeka smile against his hand. Turning her head just slightly, she looked at Reece and saw him watching her with obvious longing on his face. Reaching out, she grabbed for his red flannel shirt and tugged him closer, not stopping until Reece was resting against her shoulder and she was able to settle her face within the crook of his neck.
Her heart hurt as she saw the claw marks that scarred his throat. Randall had been particularly vicious when he had attacked Reece when Reece had tried to defend his twin brother Carter. Carter had tried to stop Randall from taking Suzie from him and Drew fifteen years ago. The silver that Randall had used on the tips of his claws had injured more than just Reece’s skin and muscles. It had nearly cost him his life. Reece was lucky to have his gravelly voice. Even though everyone cringed when he talked, Meeka wasn’t bothered by it. She thought everything about the man was sexy as hell. His handsome face, his black hair, and his beautiful blue eyes were equaled by his kindness and caring. She loved him. She felt the same way about Wade.
She loved the soft growls that escaped Reece as she kissed his neck, softly licking at his scars as she traveled kisses across his scarred skin. She hummed against his neck and pulled him closer, unable to release her hold on either man.
“Little one,” Reece’s rough voice called to her, ending on a moan.
“I’m not going to let you go, Reece,” she whispered against his ear. “You and Wade are mine. Mother Fate told me so.”
She smiled at the surprised gasps that left both men. Releasing her gentle hold on them, she allowed them to stand. Climbing off the lounge chair, she stood before them and smiled softly.
“You know you belong to me,” she told them calmly. “Your scents are delicious. Suzie told me that when you meet the men who are fated to be your mates, their scents would call to you. Your scents definitely call to me.”
She stepped forward and kissed each of their chests lightly before reaching down and entwining her fingers with theirs. She felt a moment of victory when their warm hands surrounded hers and they finally squeezed hers gently in response.
“I need you both to come up to my room and hold me while I sleep.” She tugged on their hands to get them to start moving. “I’m tired and I have to get some rest. The nightmare of what Boyd and Randall did to me keeps playing in my head. I need you both to help me so I don’t think about them anymore.”
She looked up at them and smiled at their stunned expressions. She also saw that they were wary of going with her. Mother Fate had told her that she must be the one to draw them out of their pain. She was determined to do exactly that.
“Please,” she whispered very sincerely, looking up at them with pleading eyes. She was not above using their sympathy for her to move this relationship forward.
She watched as Wade looked to Reece and waited. At Reece’s slight nod they both looked at her and smiled sadly.
“Whatever you need, little one,” Reece said finally. “But just this one time.”
Meeka pushed down her flash of annoyance. Baby steps, she reminded herself. She would ease them into becoming comfortable with their relationship, and she was determined that there would be a relationship.
Releasing her hold on their hands, she turned and slid open the glass door that led into the large kitchen of the family lodge. She stepped inside and started walking through the beautiful lodge home, heading toward the stairway that led to the second floor that held three suites of rooms. The suite given to her for her and her son was at the top of the stairs on the right. Walking over to the closed door, she turned the doorknob and pushed the door open, going inside without looking behind her. The men had to be behind her. She couldn’t stand it if they had bailed on her. She wanted them to take a chance on a future with her and Eric that she knew would be a good one.
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