Sara's Mates

Prologue

Melissa, Damian and Luke awoke to the sound of Sara screaming at the top of her lungs. They scrambled from the bed, all dressing in record time, and burst through the front door of the three bedroom cabin.

Sara was standing on the footpath to the front of their cabin wielding a thick tree branch at the heads of two very large pissed off males.

“Tony, Chase, what have you done to upset my sister?” Melissa yelled over her sister's screeching.

The two huge men immediately froze turning towards Melissa in surprise.

“This is your sister?” Chase asked huskily.

“Yes, so leave her alone,” Melissa said as she went and stood in front of Sara.

“What the fuck is going on?” Damian asked roaring.

“These two Neanderthals were trying to kidnap me.

What is it with werewolves who think they have the right to take any woman they want?” Sara raged at the two large men standing behind her sister. She felt a little more secure now that she had some male support.

“What were you going to do with our sister-in-law?”

Luke asked in a hard voice.

“She's our mate,” Tony growled in such a low voice the
weres
only just caught what he said.

Melissa gaped at Tony in surprise and then started laughing. She laughed so hard tears coursed down her cheeks.

“Melissa, what the fuck is so funny?” Sara asked through clenched teeth.

Melissa didn't get a chance to answer. Damian moved to her side and swept her high up against his chest as he cradled her in his arms.

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“You hurt her and you'll answer to Luke and me,”

Damian vowed as he headed back to the cabin with his mate and his brother following.

“You can't just leave her alone with them,” Melissa stated concerned, “She'll kill them.”

“Well if she can, then they deserve everything they get. Just remember my mate, they're
weres
not human.”

Damian let her contemplate that for a moment before he asked, “Are you still concerned sweetheart?”

“No Damian. Let’s go back to bed.”

Sara was still screaming as they walked back into the cabin. “What kind of brothers-in-law and sister would leave a defenseless woman to the mercy of fucking werewolves?”

Melissa asked as she swung the branch at the blonde haired giant.

“I think we are going to have some fun taming this
little spitfire Chase,”
Tony said through their mind link.

“Yeah. God look at the fire in those magnificent baby
blues. You keep her distracted while I creep around to the
back.”

Sara kept her eyes on the tall handsome man in front of her as he walked closer to her, when he was within striking distance she swung the branch with all her might. It wasn't enough; he grasped the branch in a large hand holding it still so she couldn't take another swing at him.

She didn't see the other handsome hulking brute creep up behind her until it was too late. Large muscular arms wrapped around her from behind, pinning her arms to the sides of her body, as Tony in front of her wrested the branch from her grip. Oh shit, she had forgotten about him.

She was in deep doggie doo doo, or should she say wolf doo doo.

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Chapter One

Sara couldn't believe her sister and brothers-in-law had left her alone with the two huge handsome werewolves.

What was up with that? She was so furious about being dragged from her cabin by the two of them. They pounded on her door and then to top it off they had tried to take her back to their cabin, without her okay.

Now she was at their mercy. The huge man behind her had pinned her arms to her sides, and lifted her feet from the ground as he stood up straight so her feet were dangling in the air.

“Put me down you asshole. What do you think you're doing?” Sara screeched as she tried to use her legs by bending her knees and kicking the brute’s knees with her bare feet. All she ended up doing was hurting her feet in the process.

The werewolf in front of her moved in close. He tried to keep her flailing legs from kicking his groin when he captured her ankles.

“Stop it. You are going to hurt yourself if you don't stop that honey,” the brute who held her ankles warned.

“I'm not your honey and nobody tells me what to do.

Asshole.” Sara yelled at the top of her voice.

“Now that's no way for a lady to talk,” the male rebuked and held her more firmly from behind.

“Who said I was a lady?” The two men holding her started laughing at how she had inadvertently insulted herself. I... I mean.. shit.” She cursed frustrated at her verbal slip. Sara hated when she did that.

The man in front of her let her legs drop down so they were dangling again. The male behind her adjusted her body so she was hanging up over his shoulder before she could blink.

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“What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Put me down, please.” Sara screeched even louder.

“Calm down little lady, we are not going to hurt you.

We just want to talk to you,” said the man carrying her.

“Yeah, as if I've never heard that before,” Sara yelled from her upside position. She used her fists punching and slapping anywhere she could reach. When that didn't work she opened her mouth and bit down with everything she had. She latched onto his skin through his T-shirt and wouldn't let go. Damn him. It didn't even seem to phase the big brute in the least. She let go of the hold she had with her mouth when her jaw began to ache.

They took her to another cabin. They closed and locked the door behind them. The man holding her eased her down from his shoulder, and placed her gently on the sofa. Both the men sat down next to her, their thighs touched her bare legs; they caged her so she had no way to escape.

“What is your name little lady?” the man to her left asked.

“Sara Wise, I'm Melissa's older sister.” Sara answered gruffly.

“My name is Chase Avero and that's my brother Tony,” Chase indicated to Sara's right.

“What do you want?” Melissa asked Chase abruptly, glaring at him with a pointed steely look.

“We just wanted to talk to you Sara, get to know you,” Chase explained. Melissa erupted in a full rage.

“For goodness sakes, it's four o'clock in the morning.

Who in their right mind drags a stranger from their bed just to chat? Who? What is really going on? Are you on meds?”

“Just what I said honey, we would like to get to know you,” Chase repeated.

“Well when the sun is up, and I've decided I've had enough sleep, if you still want to talk to me then fine. But you two can talk to each other; because I'm tired and am 7

going to climb back into my bed. Goodnight.” Sara said through clenched teeth as she stood and made her way to the door.

She didn't get past the coffee table before she was abruptly halted by a massive warm hand gently grasping her small wrist. Sara whirled and told them firmly, “Look I don't know what your problem is but I am not your property. I am not going to stay here just because you and your brute of a brother, have decided that's what's going to happen. Please let me go. Now!” Sara was surprised when Chase dropped his hand from around her wrist.

“Well if you are not in the mood for talking that's okay baby. If you want to go to sleep then that's what you'll do,” Tony said as he approached her from the other side.

The next thing Sara knew, she was being lifted high up again, this time into the large muscular arms of Tony Avero. He strode from the living room into a large bedroom which had a massive bed centered against the far wall. He knelt onto the side of the bed as he gently placed Sara down in the middle of the mattress.

Sara scrambled from the middle of the mattress, trying to scoot over to the other side of the bed so she could escape the crazy men. She bumped into a hard muscular chest which put her off balance and sent her flopping back onto her butt on the mattress.

“What the fuck do you think you're doing? You two are fucking crazy if you think I am going to sleep with you.

I don't even know you,” Sara yelled at them.

She couldn't believe their audacity. It was a pity they were as crazy as a dodo bird, their features reminded her of a Greek god.

Chase looked to be the older of the two, with blonde hair just below his shoulders which he had up in a pony tail. His forehead was broad and his cheek bones were prominent with a patrician nose centered in the middle. It was his eyes that caught your attention though, they were a 8

piercing light green color and he stood at approximately six feet four inches. He had muscles that bulged out from underneath the sleeves of the black T-shirt he wore and his long muscular legs were encased in tight light blue denim jeans.

His brother Tony was even taller than Chase, standing at around six feet six inches. Tony also had blonde hair a shade darker than his brothers, which he kept cut shorter and light green eyes with golden flecks throughout. His shoulder width was massive, muscles bulging on muscles in his arms. He had the longest legs Sara had ever seen, encased in tight black jeans. They were both the epitome of an Adonis.

“That's why we want you to stay with us Sara, so you can get to know us,” Chase said unequivocally.

“Well I'm sorry to say; we don't all get what we want.

You can't hold me here against my will, it's illegal,” Sara yelled frustrated at both of them. They just weren’t listening to her.

“By who's law, yours or ours?” Tony asked smirking.

“I have had enough of you two manhandling me and trying to fuck with my head. If you don't let me out of here, I'm going to scream so loud I'll have everyone running to see what's going on,” Sara warned. She was satisfied to see them looking a bit worried about her threat.

Chase and Tony just stood staring at her with their arms folded across their massive chests as if they were daring her to do as she said.

“What are we going to do to keep her here in our bed
Chase? I don't want her leaving,”
Tony talked to his brother through their mind link.

“If she starts screaming, she will end up bringing the
whole pack to our cabin. We could try to seduce her. At
least that will keep her quiet. Otherwise I'm fresh out of
ideas at the moment.”

“We could gag her and tie her to the bed,”
Tony 9

suggested with a wicked grin.

“Yeah like that would not get her even more pissed at
us
,”
Chase replied laconically.

Sara scrambled from her seated position on the side of the bed; and stood up on the mattress to give her an added advantage of more height. She looked from one brother to the other, opened her mouth to drag in a deep breath and began to let forth a scream loud enough to rival a jet breaking the sound barrier.

She ended up emitting more than a squeak as she was tackled to the bed by Tony, where she ended up flat on her back with the breath knocked out of her lungs.

“You are not leaving this room Sara. I suggest if you want to go back to sleep, you lay down here close your eyes and sleep,” Chase said in a hard voice. “And if you don't stop running off that dirty mouth of yours, I am going to punish you.”

“What gives you the fucki... oomph.” Sara began before Tony swooped down to cover her mouth with his.

He wasn't tentative, he moved in with gentle aggression, taking her mouth with a carnal passionate kiss. Tony slid his lips over hers and then thrust his tongue into her mouth tasting the sweetness of his mate.

He groaned with triumph when he felt her tongue move against his. She tasted like strawberries mixed with cinnamon. He couldn't get enough of her. He slanted his mouth over hers so he had better access to her sweet mouth, his tongue thrusting in and out, in and out, with a mimicry of what he wanted to do to her body.

Sara moaned deep in her throat at the exquisite pleasure Tony was giving her. She felt the mattress dip down as Chase moved onto the bed beside them and grabbed onto Tony's shoulders as he weaned his mouth from hers. Chase moved to the other side of her. They had her surrounded by their large, warm masculine bodies. She groaned with frustration at the feelings Tony had drawn 10