Cook, Kris - Primal Desire [Texas Wolf Pack 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Kris Cook

curled up ever so slightly, and she shrugged. “It does, I must confess.”
    “What does drinking it do to a person?” Megan asked.
    “To a normal person, nothing. To a witch, it enhances their powers.”
    Megan asked, “Why would you want to get our powers all stirred up, Gran?”
    “Because she’s not entirely sure about Luke either, sis.”
    She folded her hands over her chest. “Is that true?”
    Gran frowned, which wasn’t something Megan had seen very often. But whenever her grandmother did, she knew it was time to pay close attention to whatever came next. She turned to her sister and saw that she, too, was nearly standing at attention.
    Gran put the tea bags back in her purse, and her face softened. “Are we going to stand out here and discuss this where all the wolves can hear what we have to say, or are we going to go inside and have a private conversation?”
    When they walked into the cabin, the first thing Megan noticed was the state of the bed. Gran and Kate, who were already at the counter getting the water for their tea into a pot to boil, didn’t seem to notice. Megan knew that they surely had seen the unmade wreck left after the intense sex she’d had with Luke. Her cheeks burned ever so slightly.
    “Megan, does he have a radio or television that we can turn on? In wolf form, they will still be able to hear us without some music or other sounds.”
    That surprised her, but given how the last few days had been one shock after another, it really shouldn’t have. She turned on the little TV she’d seen yesterday. The local station’s morning news popped on the screen. “Will this work?”
    “Perfect. I’ll burn some sage, just to make sure we have some privacy from eavesdroppers.” Gran pulled a tiny bundle of grayish-green aromatic leaves and a box of matches from her purse. After she lit the sage, she nodded. “Now, come sit down with us. We’ve got so much to talk about.”

    * * * *

    Luke sniffed the air. In human form, his sense of smell was heightened, but in wolf form, it was almost magical. There were six human heartbeats besides his own on his land. The three inside his cabin were female—his mate, her sister, and her grandmother. The other three were approaching. They were from the tribal pack, the group he had rejected long ago. Rance, Troy, and Hawk were also in their wolf bodies. He bared his fangs, waiting for them to appear from behind the trees.
    They all came into view.
    We’re not here to fight you, Luke.
    Rance’s thought didn’t faze him one bit. His fur remained high and taut on his back.
    Hawk snarled. But if he wants a fight, I’m ready to give it to him.
    Luke recalled the day that his aunt had knocked on his parents’ door. Hawk hadn’t warmed up to him when he’d first arrived, so Luke had given him his space. Eventually, they had grown close, acting more like brothers than cousins. Still, something about Hawk’s parents’ split had obviously left a deep scar in his cousin that had often oozed to the surface on more than one occasion, driving a wedge between them. After the accident, Luke had walked away, leaving any chance of a bond with his cousin in ruins.
    Luke growled a low warning. This is my land you are on, and I want you off of it, now.
    Rance shifted into human form. “Come on, Luke. You have to understand why we are here. Our mate is here, too.”
    He did understand. His own mate, Megan, had awakened the unimaginable protective urges inside him, too. Why is Hawk here? You and your brother are mated to my mate’s sister. He is not, Rance.
    “Well, given how we left you yesterday, we wanted to have some backup, just in case you went off the rails.” Rance turned to the other two. “Shake off your wolf shapes. He needs to see that I’m telling the truth.”
    Troy shook his body and stood up, now in human form.
    I don’t trust him, Hawk, still in his wolf body, sent.
    “Shift now, Hawk.” Rance glared at the beast. “I know you love to