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Jaxon Flores has finally returned home to Shore Point pack. He's father is going to train him to take his rightful place as the next Pack Alpha. He arrives home the day before Christmas Eve—unsure and unprepared for what lies ahead for him.
Nick Ashby co-owns and runs a small café. He carries secrets that only the ones closest to him are privy to. Life dealt him a bad hand as he grew up with an unforgiving father—one who happens to be the town Reverend.
When Nick's past and future walk into the café, will he finally get his Christmas Wish?
The girl behind the counter broke through his trance, calling over and distracting the waiter. “Damn,” he muttered in disappointment.
His mood lightened, however, when he realized the girl had called the other man over so he could deliver Jaxon’s drink. Suddenly he wanted to kiss her.
He tracked the young man’s steps, each one bringing him closer and closer, the alluring smell growing stronger. His cock perked up, hardening in his jeans, the metal teeth of his zipper pressing so hard he swore he would have indents soon.
“Here you go, sir. Is there anything else I can get you?”
Honey brown eyes stared at Jax through thick, black lashes and mesmerized him.
“As a matter of fact, there is,” his voice had dropped, low and husky as he breathed in more of his mate’s scent.
“S-sorry?” The young man’s eyes widened as Jax stood, moving closer.
“No need to be sorry. You’re my mate, but you already knew that didn’t you?” he whispered into the young Panther’s ear. Jax felt his body tremble as he pressed them closer together. “So how about you tell me your name?”
Jax gave a lazy chuckled. “Yes, sweetheart. I’d like to know the name of the man I plan to spend eternity with.”
“E-eternity?” He could feel the other man relax against him slightly, hear his brain turning over and spinning in confusion. He also knew the moment the younger man’s brain caught up with what was going on. “No!”
Jax stumbled back, shocked at the almost violent outcry. “No?”
He knew the girl behind the counter was staring, but all his focus was on his mate before him.
“Nick, is everything okay?” she asked.
Nick’s eyes darted around wildly as if searching for something...or someone. Shit! Was his mate already in a relationship with someone else? Was he looking for that person right now?
Jealousy surged through him at the thought of anyone else thinking they could lay claim to what was his. This was his mate.
“Looking for someone?”
Nick’s eyes widened for a moment before he took a step back, shaking his head. “I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry for, sweetheart,” he crooned, attempting to move closer. When the younger man stumbled back again, Jax halted his movements. He didn’t want to scare his mate. “Why don’t we sit down and talk for a bit? Get to know each other.”
He’d be willing to take things slow if that’s what Nick needed, though every part of him was aching to reach out and drag the other man to the closest secluded area. His Panther perked up at the idea of ravishing their mate. What would he sound like? Taste like? Damn, he really wanted to find out.
“I can’t. I don’t know who you are, but I can’t.” Nick’s face had grown pale, his voice shaking as much as his body.
Jax narrowed his eyes. “Can’t, or won’t?”
Nick bit down on his bottom lip and shook his head again.
“That isn’t an answer, cub.”
“Cub?” Nick gasped, eyeing him over as though really seeing him for the first time. “Jaxon?”
“You know me?” he asked, confused because he couldn’t recall ever meeting the man in front of him.
“Oh God. This is not good. So not good,” Nick mumbled.