Mate inbreeding (Lone Star Pack 3)

Bunker

Hebrew POV

I could feel his hot breath against my face as he slept, he was cuddling me tightly as we shared the bed.

I pretended to sleep to make him comfortable enough to rest.

I want so bad for him to accept me as his mate but I won't force him.

"If I push him too hard he will push back but a little tease won't hurt him," I thought as I looked up and the cracked ceiling.

Thinking about us brings up memories.

My parents when through so much more and that made them love each other.

My Papa was the head of the hunter wolves and my dad was the beta of there pack.

They were chased away and scorned by the ones they protected and love.

They dare to mate as too male wolves and were banished from the pack.

The Alpha and wolves of the Diamond pack did not stop trying to separate my parents even after they became rogues.

They sent rogues, wolves and hunters after my parents.

In the packs eye my parents were an abomination and should be stomped out because they were staining their reputation.

Everywhere my parents turn to get help they were shunned. No pack wanted rogues that were enemies of the worlds second riches pack.

One day we were cornered by rogues that came after the bounty that was placed on there heads.

My parents told me to run but I couldn't, Molawi and I watched as our parents were pin down by hunters.

Out of nowhere a wolf came and attack the wolves, in no time there scattered in defeated.

That's when I met Bennett for the first time, he was just passing by and heard my parents struggle in pain.

He took us into his pack without any fear of the diamond pack.

My life changed for the best after that day when we were taken into The Pride Rock pack.

"my parent's they most be worried, I've call them every morning, they'll be worried if I don't call them," I thought.

"Papa most be going crazy," I thought as I imagine his reaction.

These thoughts swim around in my head as I close my eyes and try to sleep.

Hector's POV

Getting up in the morning was the worse part of my day and now it got worst.

I had to be sharing a bed with a man that's touched my body all over.

He just can't take and hint, for god sake I went into hiding. What makes him thing that i wanted to be mated with him.

Just thinking about waking up to see that face of his makes my blood boil. "It his fault why I'm stuck in this bloody bunker," I thought.

Letting out a groan as I stretch my body, as expected the first thing that greets me is his disgusting face that haunt's my dreams.

He was sound a sleep I could feel the rising and falling of his chest as he exhales and inhales.

prying my body out of his embrace was difficult, "for a guy recovering from a fetal wound he sure had a lot of strength,"

Breaking free from his hold I get up off the bed, and start to shake.

I was already regretting getting out of bed, his body was like a  furnace and it provide with all the heat I needed.

Shaking like a leaf in the wind I got up.