Deadly Mates (Deadly Trilogy)

  Deadly Mates

  Deadly Trilogy Book 2

  Ashley Stoyanoff

  TABLE OF CONTENTS

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 6

  CHAPTER 7

  CHAPTER 8

  CHAPTER 9

  CHAPTER 10

  CHAPTER 11

  CHAPTER 12

  CHAPTER 13

  CHAPTER 14

  CHAPTER 15

  CHAPTER 16

  CHAPTER 17

  CHAPTER 18

  CHAPTER 19

  CHAPTER 20

  CHAPTER 21

  CHAPTER 22

  CHAPTER 23

  CHAPTER 24

  CHAPTER 25

  CHAPTER 26

  CHAPTER 27

  CHAPTER 28

  CHAPTER 29

  CHAPTER 30

  CHAPTER 31

  CHAPTER 32

  CHAPTER 33

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Deadly Mates

  By Ashley Stoyanoff

  Published by Ashley Stoyanoff Books

  www.ashleystoyanoff.com

  Copyright 2014 Ashley Stoyanoff

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.

  Edited by Kathryn Calvert

  Cover design by Liudmyla Supynska

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  DEDICATION

  For my husband, Jordan, because you have always believed in me.

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  An enormous thank you goes to my family and friends. When I think of your unwavering support, words fail to capture how truly grateful I am. I love you all.

  To my husband, Jordan, thank you for talking to me about the characters as if they were real people. You make me laugh, you keep me challenged, and I love you for it.

  And to my editor, Kathryn, your enthusiasm and insight makes me glad you are on my team.

  Last, but not least, a big, huge thank you to all of my fabulous readers. You guys are the best and I couldn’t have done it without you all!

  BOOKS BY ASHLEY STOYANOFF

  The Soul’s Mark Series

  The Soul’s Mark: FOUND

  Waking Dreams, A Soul’s Mark Novella

  The Soul’s Mark: HUNTED

  The Soul’s Mark: BROKEN

  The Soul’s Mark: CHANGED

  Deadly Trilogy

  Deadly Crush

  Deadly Mates

  CHAPTER 1

  ~ JADE ~

  I shuddered as flares of hot adrenaline shot through my limbs. My legs crunched and snapped, a hollow, echoing sound, as they twisted and reformed. It was weird shifting; I could feel each bone in my body bend and break, but it was also a rush — electric. My face was numb and tingly as my snout became a nose. I still expected it to hurt. It sure sounded painful. But it wasn’t. The adrenaline that came with the shift was invigorating, coursing through my blood and sending each nerve ending into a breathtaking current of delirious heat. God, how I love this feeling.

  The cool fall breeze prickled along my bare skin, littering it with goose bumps, but I hardly noticed. My heart was thrumming against my ribs, and my breath, short and fast. I lay on my back, the cold grass tickling my sensitive skin, as I gazed up at the canopy of trees overhead, catching my breath. The leaves danced in the wind, a mixture of pumpkin and cherry and lemon. A few fell from the branches, floating to the ground around me.

  The sound of a wolf’s whimper and grunt flitted through the air, and with a groan, I pushed myself up to my feet, feeling each achy muscle in my body as I rose. I pivoted in place, scanning the small clearing for the wolves I knew were close by, keeping my muscles tight and ready.

  A rumbling growl filled the air, and I swiveled to the right. There wasn’t much light in the small clearing. The sun was just starting to rise; the sky, peeking through the trees, was a deep denim blue with soft veins of gold. I strained my eyes and senses, keeping my stance ready. It took me a moment to find the wolves, but when my eyes landed on them, I couldn’t stop the burst of laughter that erupted from me.

  Jared and Beck were heaped together in a tangled mess of paws and legs, nestled at the base of a thick oak tree in a pile of leaves. I may not have been physically stronger than they were, but I was by far faster. I laughed again. I just couldn’t help it. I’d only been a werewolf for a week and already, I’d managed to outsmart and outmaneuver the big, bad enforcers.

  Beck poked his gray snout out from underneath one of Jared’s paws. His eyes shimmered with flecks of gold, and he gave me a big doggy smile and let out a playful yip, before squirming out from underneath Jared. They both managed to get back on their feet, and as soon as they did, Jared’s deep brown coat started to ripple as he began to shift.

  I shook my head and smirked, swallowing the giggle that bubbled up in my throat, and darted into the trees to fetch my clothes before Jared could finish his shift. It was one thing to stand stark naked in front of them as wolves, but I still wasn’t all that comfortable doing it while they were human. Well, okay, to be honest, it was more that I wasn’t comfortable standing in front of Jared naked. I didn’t trust my inner-wolf to behave. She was pulled to Jared, enthralled by his dominant scent more than I liked or cared to admit.

  I had just made it behind the broad pine where my clothes were stashed when Jared called, “Where are you running off to, kitten?” The huskiness of his voice made my inner-wolf squirm and my spine straighten. I sucked in a breath, trying to calm the beast within me. Darn it! I loathed the effect he had on her. Even the sound of his voice made her perk up, sending excited shivers along my skin.

  “To get clothes on,” I called, snagging my underwear and bra from the pile and yanking them on hastily.

  “We’ve seen you naked before,” Jared said, chuckling.

  I bristled, seriously not needing the reminder of Jared seeing me naked. It had happened yesterday after seeing Aidan for the first time in two days. My inner-wolf had been crazy worked up. She’d been furious at me for walking away from him — her mate — and when training started, Beck and Jared had gotten the brunt of her fury. I’d had them both cowering at my feet within five minutes. When I’d shifted, my stomach was growling. I couldn’t get the food-like clouds that Aidan had pointed out, out of my mind. And my inner-wolf couldn’t let go of the way rubbing against his hand made her feel. The contentment, the tingling skin, the frantic need to get closer to him, to have him.

  After we’d shifted, Jared had tried to use his scent to soothe her. It didn’t work. She’d gone wild, taking me over. If it weren’t for Beck, I would probably be mated right now, and it wouldn’t be with the wolf that I knew, without a doubt, was mine. No matter how pissed I was at Aidan, my inner-wolf and I both knew that he was my mate. It was a feeling, something deep within my bones. My inner-wolf recognized him as hers — as mine — even if I wasn’t ready (didn’t want) to claim him.

  Jared’s chuckles echoed in my ears, and I felt my heart beat a bit faster. I huffed and shouted, “Doesn’t mean I have to stand there and let you gawk.” I didn’t mean to shout it, he probably would have heard
me at even a whisper, but right then I couldn’t control my tone. A blush flared along my skin; it started at my toes and spread all the way to my cheeks.

  “I don’t gawk, little girl,” Jared growled. He was trying to sound fierce, but I caught the humor and something that sounded a whole lot like longing in his tone.

  I rolled my eyes. Jared didn’t exactly gawk, but he also didn’t hide the fact that he looked. And that appraising gaze he gave me after I shifted yesterday, well, it made my inner-wolf shudder. But the thing was, Jared was a dick, plain and simple. Other than his enthralling scent and the undeniable strength he had within the pack, there was nothing about him that I really liked, well, at least nothing that would make me want to take the mating jump with him. He was friend material, loyal beyond sanity, but nothing more, and each moment that passed, I regretted it a little bit more that I hadn’t asked Beck to pretend to be my mate. Beck was hot, but nothing about him made me, or my inner-wolf, sing. It would have been a safer choice.

  “Uh, yeah, you kind of do,” Beck said, laughing. “Why’d you shift, Jade? It was just getting fun.”

  I grabbed my jeans, tugging them on, and grinned. Fun. I had to admit, learning to use my scent and manipulate them with it was kind of fun, but no matter how much fun it was, I was exhausted and achy and I’d had enough for the day. “Because I’m freakin’ tired, is why,” I said, as I buttoned up my jeans. “We’ve been at it for hours already and besides, I have school.” And you guys haven’t let me get a full night of sleep since I became alpha female, I thought, not bothering to remind them. Each time I did, they only insisted that it was all part of my training.

  “Your dad’s coming home tomorrow and you’re going to school?” Beck asked, amusement clear in his timbre.

  I cringed a little at the mention of my dad. I wasn’t ready to see him or talk to him. I sucked at lying to him, and I had no clue how I was going to act as if nothing was wrong. I still didn’t want to believe the video Erika showed me. I had watched it at least fifty times since the first time I saw it, and each time I watched it, I wanted to throw up. How didn’t I know he was a shifter? How didn’t I notice that he was like an evil spawn of Satan? I sighed and said, “Yep, Aidan said …”

  “When were you talking to Aidan?” Jared’s breath was hot against my neck and his voice, a low growl. I stiffened and my breath caught in my throat. He pressed against me, his skin warm against my bare back, and I cursed myself. I needed to pay more attention. I couldn’t let them sneak up on me like this. I couldn’t let down my guard.

  “He sent me a text message last night when you were in the shower,” I said, hating how raw my voice sounded, and how crazy guilty I felt all of a sudden. I cleared my throat. “We are the alpha pair. It’s not like I can ignore him forever.” Except, I had kind of planned on doing just that. Well, at least until the whole werecougar mess was dealt with. He didn’t need the complication, and honestly, I already had enough to deal with. The last thing I wanted to think about was whether or not I could get over all of his lies. He may feel like home to both me and my inner-wolf, but I just wasn’t ready to forgive and forget.

  Jared placed a hand on my bare shoulder, letting his fingers trail down my arm. My inner-wolf stirred restlessly as his heady scent engulfed me. “Stay home with me. I promise it’ll be a hell of a lot more fun.”

  “Why in the world would I want to do that?” I asked sweetly, stepping away from him, and yanking my T-shirt over my head. I didn’t give him time to snap out a response before I started to walk away. The hot, salty scent of sweat and anger spiked in the air, and my inner-wolf fought me with each step I took away from him, trying to force me to stay. I didn’t think I would ever understand that part of me. Why my inner-wolf reacted to him so strongly, I still didn’t know. Sure, Erika had said it was because she recognized a dominant male — a potential mate — but as far as I was concerned, Jared had no potential, not as my mate at least. And my inner-wolf had already picked her mate; we just hadn’t claimed him yet. Shouldn’t knowing that her mate was close by change her reaction to other males?

  I’d only made it a few steps before Beck’s rumbling warning reached my ears. “She’s his, Jared. She has been from the day they met. You’ve got to back off. Let all this shit go before you have both of them out for you, man.”

  For about half a second I thought about spinning around and telling them that I wasn’t his; that I didn’t belong to anyone, but I didn’t. The truth was I belonged to Aidan just as much as he belonged to me.

  Jared and Beck followed me, keeping their distance, but I still caught their murmurs as they discussed what the plan was for tomorrow when Dad got home. I was dreading it. Dreading all of it, and I hated how glad I was that Jared would be with me, staying in the house, helping me deal with it all.

  When I stepped out of the forest into my backyard, the scent of Belgian waffles and bacon frying drifted around me and my stomach growled. Mom hadn’t been working since Jared moved in, and to my dismay, I really didn’t think his presence bothered her much. She doted on him like crazy, always cooking for him and cleaning up after him. They chilled out, watching movies together, and joked around — a lot. I knew the mouthwatering scent wasn’t for me. It was for him. Not that it really bothered me, it was just something I noticed. If I knew anything about my mom, it was that she loved to take care of people.

  But Jared on the other hand … He’d only been living with me for three days now, but he was already getting on my last nerve. He was taking our little act way too seriously, and he was enjoying it far too much. Especially when Aidan was watching. I didn’t know how Aidan could stand to watch Jared and me together. I was certain that I wouldn’t be able to do it. And God help the wolf or human that tried to move in on him. Yes, it had been my idea to make the act look real. Yes, I knew that in order to actually fool my dad, we needed to successfully fool the pack and the town. The more people that knew it was an act, the more of a chance my dad would catch wind of it. It had been Dad’s idea to mate me to an enforcer when he thought I’d lost the games, and if we had any chance of figuring out exactly what he was doing, playing along with his suggestion seemed like the best way to do it. But honestly, I was beginning to think that Jared believed I was, or soon would be, his mate.

  “Mmmm, she made me waffles again,” Jared said, coming up beside me and draping a loose arm over my shoulder.

  “And bacon,” Beck added.

  “That’s what it smells like,” I said dryly, shrugging off Jared’s arm. “Way to point out the obvious, guys.”

  I rounded the house and I wasn’t surprised to see the driveway full. The team hadn’t missed a mealtime since Jared had moved in. I climbed the porch steps and reached for the doorknob, my arm stiff and heavy, my muscles screaming at me to rest. I clenched my hand around it, and yanked the door open. And then I heard it, a light, bubbly laugh that really shouldn’t have been coming from within my house.

  Marcy was here.

  For about half a second I stood in the doorway, frozen, before forcing myself to follow the sound. I didn’t know whether to be thrilled, because well, I’d been missing my best friend like crazy, or pissed off because she’d actually come by. She might be like a sister to me, but she had gone too far. I couldn’t help but wonder if things might have played out differently between Aidan and me if she’d just stayed out of it all.

  “Jade, look who finally came home,” Mom said, waving a hand toward Marcy as I padded into the kitchen. By the look of her, it was a cleaning day. Her thick, dark hair was tied up in a messy knot at the top of her head and she was wearing faded jeans and a bleach-stained T-shirt.

  The team, plus Erika and Marcy, were all gathered around the table. Landon looked well, hungry, but then he usually did. His tall and lean frame was hunched over the table, his chin resting in his hands. His bleach blond hair was gelled and spiked, and his baby blue eyes met mine for a brief second and he winked. Beside him was Mark, the youngest member of our team,
only seventeen. He was leaning back, slouching in his chair, a thick arm draped over the back. He had on a light grey hoodie, the hood pulled up, covering his mop of curls. A few of them were poking out, framing the hard lines of his face. And then there was Craig with his soft features. Out of all of them, he looked the most unthreatening, sweet even, but his smaller size and warm smile were deceiving. When he was on, he was deadly, but right then he was too involved with trying to get Erika’s attention to even notice we had come in.

  Over the last few days, mealtimes had become a bit of a circus with them all here. Our house wasn’t really small, but it also wasn’t big enough for this many people. We bought another table, a bigger one that barely fit within the kitchen, but at least it was big enough for us all to sit down at.

  I finally let my gaze drift to Marcy. “Hey,” I said, giving her a little nod. She looked awkward sitting with the team. Her cheeks were flushed, and deep crevasses marred her forehead.

  “What are you doing here?” Jared questioned, stepping past me. He hadn’t bothered putting on his shirt, instead draping it over his shoulders. He gave Marcy a bored once over before sliding into his chair.

  “Jared! Marcy lives here, too.” Mom scolded, cutting him a disappointed look. It didn’t even faze him.

  “I thought maybe we could walk to school together,” Marcy said, or I guess croaked would be more like it. “Aidan said you were going back today.” She made sure to keep her eyes on me, as if she were trying to imagine that it was only us and that she wasn’t really sitting at a table with the pack enforcers.

  I didn’t get a chance to answer before Jared said No as if he actually had the right to answer for me.