Page 13 of Slade's Feisty Mate
He growled in exasperation. She slipped from his arms and laughed, winking at him as she darted up the sidewalk, shaking her butt as much as she could without looking like she was having a fit.
When Slade caught up to her, he grabbed her roughly and pulled her back against his chest. “I’m going to punish you when we get home.”
“With your tongue? I like that kind of punishment.”
He bit her neck gently, and the inside of her body turned to liquid. “My tongue, my fingers, my dick.”
Shivering at his sexy threat, she wiggled her butt against him for good measure. The front door swung open, and she shoved her sexy thoughts aside as her mom grinned broadly and said, “Come in!”
Hugging her mom, then her dad and grandma, she introduced Slade as her mom shut the front door. “Sorry about the assholes at the end of the drive,” her dad, Joffrey, said. “The alpha is making a point. I guess he doesn’t want you to think that you can leave the pack and then come and go as you please in our territory.”
“I hadn’t planned to,” she said, rolling her eyes.
“Of course not. Next time, we’ll come to the hotel,” her mom, Beth, said.
“Sure! Just let me know when, and I’ll make the arrangements.”
Her parents led them into the family room, and she sat next to Slade, who put his arm around her and kissed her temple. Her mom served snacks and drinks, and then her dad said, “Gretchen said that you fight in the NWFA.”
“I did until Gretchen and I met. My brother, Alaric, and I are quitting. We only took an oath to the owner until we found our mates. My youngest brother, Galen, will continue to fight.”
“She mentioned something about mating dreams?” Beth said.
“Our kind are led by mating dreams, but I didn’t get them because I met Gretchen right after Alaric found his mate, and the dreams appear in age order. If I hadn’t physically met her, I believe I would have dreamed about her that same night. The closer we are to our truemates, the more vivid the dreams become.”
“That’s neat,” Beth said. “I think mating dreams sound like a really interesting way to find your truemate.”
Her grandma, Anna, said, “How do you plan to support my granddaughter if you’re not fighting anymore?”
“Grandma!” Gretchen said.
“What?” she said, indignantly. “You deserve to have a male who takes care of you. That’s what truemates are supposed to do.”
“Alaric and I are taking security jobs at the hotel. I’ll be able to provide for Gretchen.”
Her grandma nodded. “Good. Now about grand-pups.”
“Grandma!” Gretchen’s cheeks flamed with mortification.
Slade chuckled. “It’s fine, baby. Caleb is graciously letting us move onto the private suite floor of the hotel. It’s plenty big enough for a few pups and cubs.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful!” her grandma said, grinning broadly. “It’s customary to name the first girl after the favorite great-grandma.”
“Since when?” Gretchen said, laughing. “I’m not named after your mom.”
“Well, her name is awful. It’s Brunhilda. You should be thankful it’s a new custom,” Beth said.
“I’m glad I dodged that bullet,” Gretchen said.
Slade nuzzled her throat. “You’d still be beautiful, Brunhilda.”
“Don’t you dare call me that!” she said, growling.
He wiggled his brows, and she rolled her eyes as her parents and grandma laughed. She would happily name their first daughter after her grandma, and she told her so. “Anna is a beautiful name for our first little girl.”
Her grandma beamed. “I think you should get working on that right away.”
Slade purred softly, and she gritted her teeth, trying to think of things that weren’t at all sexy so she didn’t get turned on in front of her family. Being wolves meant they had extra-strong senses and would be able to tell how easily Slade affected her. And she so did not want that.