Title: Third Mate (River Wolf Pack #3)
Author Name & Publisher: Rebecca James (JMS Books)
Publication Date & Length: July 16, 2016 – 176 Pages
Pack tensions increase, and River and Josiah fear for the safety of their twin girls. When Stone begins campaigning to take River down, Leo must choose sides. Another pack desires to make a trade for omegas. The coyote-shifter Foster yearns for his true mate, while human Jax knows he has to make a decision before the pack turns him out. David determines to keep Brooks from making a bad decision.
In Second Alpha, Sam was taken into River Wolf Pack after losing his pack. He roamed the woods for months with his brother until his brother was killed by a trap. In Third Mate, Sam has become enamored with grouchy, sexy alpha, Leo. He has a feeling, though, that Leo is in love with Foster, Sam’s best friend. Shy and emotionally vulnerable, Sam tries to keep to himself, but often Foster won’t let him.
Excerpt from Third Mate:
“What’s cooking?” Foster asked. “It smells really good.”
“Lasagna and garlic bread,” Leo answered. “Also salad.”
“I didn’t think you could cook.”
Sam couldn’t help glancing up at that, and he found the alpha looking sheepish.
“Brooks cooked for me.”
“Of course, I did.” Brooks came in from the kitchen, apron still around his waist. “And I’m staying to eat, too.”
Foster grinned at Brooks. “I’m glad you’re here. Do you know if the library has a book on the health of omega shifters?”
Sam had the urge to kick Foster as Leo turned green eyes on Sam.
“Something wrong with your health?” At Leo’s intense scrutiny, Sam’s heart sped up to the point his vision whited out for a moment, and the next thing he knew, strong arms came around him, lowering him onto soft cushions. When Sam’s eyes fluttered open, he almost stopped breathing to find Leo’s face close to his own. “Are you okay?” Leo asked.
Foster’s worried face appeared over Leo’s shoulder. “He hasn’t been eating right.” Foster looked at Brooks. “Do you have a book on it?”
“I don’t think so,” Brooks said. “You’ve seen everything I have on the subject of shifters of any kind. I’ll add it to the list of books I want to get in the city.”
“You’re going to the city?” Leo asked. Sam had heard that after the kidnapping Brooks had said he’d never go back there.
“No. Xavier will go. Or Malcolm.” Brooks looked down at Sam. “I’ll get you some water.” Sam tried to struggle to a sitting position, but Leo’s big hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“Rest a minute. How long have you been having dizzy spells?”
There was no way Sam was going to tell the alpha he’d collapsed out of sheer excitement just because Leo had looked at him a certain way. “I’ve only had a few recently.”
“Do I have to come over and make you eat every day?” Leo asked, and Sam had a sudden vision of the alpha force-feeding him something that wasn’t food. He swallowed audibly, and caught Foster’s knowing smile over Leo’s shoulder.
“I think he’d like that,” Foster said. Fuck, Sam was going to beat Foster’s ass when they got home. He settled for a scowl for now. It didn’t seem to worry Foster too much. Brooks came back with the water, and Leo helped Sam sit up before moving away.
Foster took his place on the couch. “Feeling better?”
Sam nodded. “I just need to eat, I guess.”
“Well, it’s ready, so let’s dig in,” Brooks said, leading the way into the dining room.
It wasn’t difficult for Sam to eat the entire portion given him; the food was delicious. He tried to resist, though, when Foster pushed seconds onto his plate.
“Come on. Be a good boy and eat it all up.” Foster grinned at Sam, and Sam saw Leo watching him. How could Foster be so oblivious to the alpha’s interest? Sam took a bite of lasagna to appease his friend, but as soon as Foster began talking to Brooks, Sam put his fork down and drank his water instead. That is, until Leo growled. With a sigh, Sam took another bite of lasagna.
“How come you asked us to dinner?” Foster asked Leo. “Sick of the food in the dining hall?”
Leo looked uncomfortable. “Not at all. I just thought…” He glanced at Brooks. “Brooks could use some practice in the kitchen.”
“Oh, well, thanks for inviting us.” Foster shoved a large forkful of salad into his mouth and chewed, missing the eye roll Brooks gave Leo. So Leo had enlisted his friend’s help in impressing Foster. Figured. Sam was just the necessary tag-along.
“Will you guys be staying in the guest bungalow permanently?” Brooks asked Foster and Sam.
“I think River said he was going to have something a little smaller built for us, unless we want our own places,” Foster said. “I think we’ll stay together, though.”
“Oh?” Brooks looked with interest between Foster and Sam. “It’s like that, is it?”
“He thinks we’re fucking,” Sam said, and Leo dropped his fork onto his plate with a clatter.
Foster laughed. “Oh.” He shrugged.
Sam wondered at the fact he didn’t deny it. Leo looked apoplectic, and Brooks seemed to be trying to hide a smile.
“Dessert anyone?” Brooks asked.
Sam moaned at the very thought of more food. He leaned back in his chair and held his stomach. “I’m stuffed.”
“What did you make?” Foster asked.
“I definitely want some.” Foster looked at Sam. “We can share.”
Sam had every intention of refusing a bite, but when Foster held out the forkful of fluffy cake, dripping with red strawberry juice and whipped cream, he found himself opening his mouth to take it in, eyes fluttering shut as his lips closed around the fork. When he felt the fork slide from his mouth, he opened his eyes to see three pairs staring at him. “What?” Sam licked whipped cream from his lips.
Leo abruptly stood and mumbled something about having to use the bathroom.