Hudson’s POV
I was annoyed as I waited in the car for Lace. That woman could talk your ear off and was rarely ever ready to go on time. Once again I would have to go chase her down or we would be late to pick up our son.
As I strode up to the new hotel a tantalizing scent riled up my wolf. ‘My real Mate!’
My pulse raced as I followed the sweet and floral scent of honeysuckle toward Alpha Jon’s office. I couldn’t believe after all this time I had finally found her. What beautiful she-wolf would match a scent as amazing as that?
She was tall and statuesque. A body of divinely fit curves and long dark hair I wanted to fist so badly I was starting to get hard already—the face of an angel, the body of a she-devil.
Lace hangs off me and it agitates my wolf, ‘Get her off of me! You’re maki
