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.Interesting, but it made sense.As the younger generation came into their powers, they were learning from the older generation.It would be interesting to see how the whole lot of them reacted in the future when the older generation, Kade’s brothers, had to step down fully.He’d also brought his Heir, his son Finn, with him, which made sense, as well as another wolf.A younger woman who, from the look of her, was a Jamenson, but Gideon wasn’t sure he’d ever met her.Her long chestnut brown hair flowed over her shoulders, blowing slightly in the wind.She wasn’t small.No, she was at least of average height, but where most of the wolves in front of her were all muscle and strength, her body held curves and a softness he didn’t see in most wolves.Odd, he thought he’d met most, if not all, of the Jamensons.He wondered how this one had slipped by him.Her cheekbones angled high, and her plump lips thinned into a line when she looked at him.She tilted her head and blinked up at him with bright green eyes, and he froze, his wolf howling.Shocked, he almost took a step back, and it was only because of his strength as Alpha that he didn’t.Mate.That scent, that pull on his wolf.Mate.“Gideon, Brentwoods,” Kade said, his voice deep, “I think you’ve met most of us before.Probably not Brie, though.Brie, these are the Brentwoods.Brentwoods, this is Jasper and Willow’s daughter, my niece, Brie.”She smiled softly, but her eyes were on only him, not on the rest of the Pack or her family.In fact, he was looking only at her, not at Kade or the others.Holy shit.He’d just found his mate, and she was a fucking Redwood.And from the way her wolf reached out to his seeking protection yet wanting to comfort as well, she was a submissive as well.A Talon Alpha and a Redwood submissive?Yeah, fate royally sucked.Chapter TwoNo matter how many times she’d thought of this moment, nothing like this had ever crossed Brie Jamenson’s mind.When she was a little girl and pictured finding her mate, she thought it would be all sparkles and happiness.Then she’d heard the story of how her parents had been mated and her image of mating had changed a bit.The start of their mating hadn’t been so romantic.It had been more of a way to save each other’s lives, but they loved each other more with each passing day.When she was seventeen, she’d seen the shadow of a man and the long lines of his body.He’d been turned away from her as she stared out the window with her cousin Gina.She’d even commented on how hot his butt was.She’d never seen his face, but she’d known who he was.Her mate.The one wolf in the entire world that could complete her in every cheesy and romantic way possible.He’d be her protector—she’d be his as well—even if she protected in a different way.They’d grow together as one, learning about each other slowly yet combusting all the same.When she saw the back of him, she’d been on pins and needles to find out his identity and start her journey as a mated wolf.It hadn’t mattered that she was young, she thought, because her mate would let her grow and be whoever she wanted to be.That’s what mates did.After all, she had her parents and uncles and aunts to show her how wonderful mating could be.She wouldn’t accept anything less.Before she figured out who he was, she’d had images of white dresses and flowers in her hair.He’d run his hands through her hair and then get down on one knee, before taking her as his to complete the mating ceremony.Then her cousin Gina had told her exactly who that man was.Gideon Brentwood.The Alpha of the Talon Pack.The exact wrong person for a girl like her.Luckily she’d never told a soul about the wolf that could have been hers when she grew older.Gina never suspected—at least Brie hoped not.It wasn’t like she had the same mating urge the others in the den had when they found their mates.Those wolves hadn’t been able to hold themselves back and had pounced in the best ways possible.They’d been growly, on edge, and in need of the other person.Some people had found themselves in compromising positions, but Brie would never find herself there.Apparently, she’d been too young to truly feel that.She knew deep down that the Alpha would have been the one to entwine with her soul and stand by her side until the end of eternity.Too bad that would never happen.She wasn’t like the other wolves around her.She wasn’t dominant and didn’t hold a position in the hierarchy.While her cousins were all slowly coming into their powers and bonds, she had been left behind.It wasn’t as if she ever thought she’d become something more than she was though.She was strong.She was fierce.She was also a submissive.Meaning her wolf didn’t want to fight if it didn’t have to.There were other ways to find ranking within the den and other ways to show strength.She used her nurturing instincts and the strength of her heart to love completely, but she wasn’t even a maternal wolf who had the inner strength necessary to protect the pups of the Pack.She was just Brie.There wasn’t anything wrong with her—she knew that.Yet she was the exact wrong person for an Alpha of a Pack.The Alpha needed a mate by his side who would fight tooth and claw to protect the Pack.She might have the skills to do that because she’d forced herself to learn at a young age, but her wolf wasn’t as strong as the others.She was smaller, softer, and needed to protect in other ways.While dominants needed to protect, submissives needed to soothe and care
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