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irritating than any of their three sisters, at least in Hans’ opinion.
    Hans tried to tell Melanie that, but she was adamant they’d be great together. She was particularly keen since Carly’s most recent boyfriend, Bryce, had cheated on her with a human called Carrie, and then dumped her. Bryce was an obnoxious asshat .
    They were at the pack Alpha’s wedding reception. Hans had eschewed wearing a suit and instead wore slacks and a black shirt. Melanie was wearing a tight, black, sheath dress. It was modestly cut at the front with a high neckline and reached down to just over her knees, but the back was breathtaking. It was almost completely backless, with just a couple of strings holding the dress together. It showed off an expense of her beautiful caramel skin, as well as the tattoo she had gotten for Hans. Hans had numerous tattoos, stretching over one arm and part of his chest. When Melanie realized she wanted to be with Hans, she got a tattoo on her lower back of a wolf with his name blazoned underneath. He loved it, as much as he did the bonding mark he had given her . As soon as he could, he had Melanie’s name tattooed over his heart.
    Melanie had now enlisted Hans, to get Acksel, to ask Carly to dance. Hans hadn’t wanted to, but Melanie had promised him it would be worth his while. With that, she had sashayed to the bathroom, an extra wriggle in her gorgeous, round ass.
    His wolf howled at him. No way he wanted to miss what she had planned .
    Excusing himself from his table, where Don and Kayleigh, in a rare moment between dances, were talking to Carly, he sought Acksel.
    Acksel was acting as a groomsman; unlike Hans, Acksel was a good friend of the Alpha. It was natural for wolf shifters to instinctively obey their Alpha. That wasn’t the case for Hans . When the Alpha issued him an order, his wolf impulsively told him to disobey. Hans didn’t feel the same pull of authority that other wolves did, making him almost rogue.
    If it hadn’t been for first his mother, and then Melanie’s influence, he probably already would be a rogue. He kept himself in check for their sakes, and avoided the Alpha as much as possible .
    Acksel raised his beer to his brother.
    Hans raked his hands through his short hair. “You need to ask Carly to dance.”
    Acksel shrugged. “Sure. I’m guessing this is Mel’s idea?”
    Hans didn’t say anything.
    “She knows I’m not interested in Carly, right?”
    Hans groaned. “I’ve told her but she won’t listen. She’s stubborn.”
    Acksel chuckled. “She’d need to be to put up with you.”
    Acksel slapped his brother on the back and went in search of Carly; Hans glowered after him. Hans’ body hummed, and a second later, Melanie snaked her arms around his waist, leaning her cheek against his back.
    “Well done, see, that wasn’t hard, was it?”
    Hans watched as Acksel danced with a smiling Carly. He grunted.
    He put his hands over hers and frowned as he felt her clutching something. Carefully, he pried her hand open, and his wolf yipped ecstatically to find she was holding her lacy, black thong. He’d been thinking about it ever since she slid it on earlier that day.
    “Fuck, sugar…”
    “Let’s have a little fun.”
    Melanie slipped away and sauntered to the exit with Hans chasing, panting madly. He caught her outside in the parking lot next to their truck. He slid his hands round her and licked her neck.
    “Sugar, I don’t think I’ll last until we get home…”
    “Home? Who says we’re going home? Come on, it’s freezing out here.”
    Melanie fished the truck keys out of Hans’ pocket, and they scrambled inside. She knelt on the seat, unzipping his pants and releasing his hard cock. She fisted the base, and leaning down she engulfed his length in her mouth as far as she could.
    Hans groaned at the glorious warmth of his mate’s mouth. She began bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue. She directed her other hand to her sex and began