Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Bears, wolves, and peach cobbler

The four of us got dressed, Jason holding Ryan for Travis while he pulled on the oversized flannel shirt and shorts. They were Scott’s clothing and they seemed to swallow my mate’s slim forms. It was a small gesture, but it made me feel like maybe mom and Scott were warming up to the idea that I was with Jason, Ryan, and Travis and very soon! would be with Gideon too. I knew that it was more than likely that my mom hadn’t wanted to see everyone naked. But I liked to think that maybe they were coming to terms with everything.

Travis finished buttoning up his shirt before he looked over at me. “It was nice of them to put clothing out for us. Think that means they like us?”

I smiled, nodding at him. It made me feel good to see those stacks of clothing. Reaching down, I picked up the pile of clothing that my parents had left out for me. I didn’t need them, but after a hot shower, I would put them on. My body ached and a shower sounded like one of the best things in the world. Well, that and something to eat.

My stomach growled and I realized that all I’d had today was a cup of coffee and a few sips of sweet tea. Gideon moved over to me, the big green and black flannel shirt hanging off his shoulders. He raised his hand, reaching out to touch me before shaking his head and dropping his hand to the side.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, worried that I had done something to make him not want to touch me

“I just, I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself if I touch you.” He said, looking down and biting his lower lip. “I know we still need to go in there and I just… I don’t want to make a bad impression with your parents.”

like my other mates. He didn’t seem as in control of himself as they did and I wondered if that had to do with him being an omega? From what Thad gathered from the conversations of today, he wasn’t used to holding back from pleasure. Giving or receiving it and right now,

the distance between us and his eyes shot up

our meeting with them.” Jason said and I looked over, shooting him a smile. He was trying to lighten the mood.

Jason, swallowing hard before nodding. “You’re right, but I’d rather

out a sigh before pushing it open and stepping into the house. My mates close behind me. The smell of meat cooking hit me and my mouth watered. Garlic and pepper mixed with the smell

“That smells fucking amazing.”

chided from the living room; he was sitting on the recliner. He shifted around, looking at me and I could see the moment he realized that I was okay. How

know how I was going to say it. The relationship with both of my parents had changed so much and it scared

said, moving to stand. He winced, looking over towards the kitchen. “Your mom has been

baking wasn’t something that she could do. At best, her cakes and cobblers were mushy and

upset?” I asked, worrying the inside of my cheek with my