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Against my better judgment, I make my decision. “Okay, I’ll go look for it. But I have to make sure you can’t get away.”
“What do you mean?“
I pick her up and carry her to the kitchen chair. “Sit here.”
“I’m not sure where my choice was in that,” she grumbles.
I strap her to the back of the chair with several lengths of duct tape around her middle.
She looks up at me with narrowed eyes. They’re teal–the color of the ocean where it froths against rocks. “I hate you, Abe Oakley.”
“I’m not your biggest fan either, Pearls,” I say. “But that’s neither here nor there.” I leave her phone by the door where I undress again, my wolf preening when I feel Lauren’s gaze on my body. I turn to look over my shoulder and find her attention trained on my ass. She swallows, and I catch the intoxicating scent of her arousal again.
That particular perfume will be the death of me. I angle my hips away from her, so she can’t see my dick’s enthusiastic reaction.
“Don’t move from that spot,” I warn, knowing full well she’ll probably try everything she can to get free the moment I leave.
“Go fuck yourself.”
The practiced alpha in me can’t help but pin her with a stare. “Do you want me to go find the letter or not?”
A pretty blush spreads across her cheeks. “Yes,” she grumbles.
I cock my head. “Yes, what?”
Her nostrils flare and jaw sets. “Yes, please.” The words come out through clenched teeth.
I give her a tight smile. “That’s better. Now be good, Pearls, or there will be consequences.”
More of that feminine perfume.
She’s killing me.
I close the door behind me and shift. I can travel faster on four paws, and I’ll be able to scent that piece of paper if it has blown away.
As I run toward the ledge, my mind whirls around what to do. How to handle this.
I need to call my brother, Austin. He might know who I should see, how much it costs, and how it works. From what I’ve heard, the quicker you intervene and get a memory wiped, the less damage you inflict. Lauren will just need a couple hours erased from her mind. It shouldn’t affect that smart brain of hers.
When I get to the ledge, I lower my snout to the earth and sniff. Lauren’s scent is all over the place, but I don’t smell paper. I peer over the ledge and scan the terrain. I catch sight of something white below. It could be a light-colored rock, but it could be the letter.
Since there’s no one around, and I’m in a hurry, I simply leap off the ledge, tucking to roll when I land. It knocks the wind out of me a little bit, but I stand and shake it off. I trot in the location of what I hope is the letter.
It isn’t paper. It’s the piece of fabric from Lauren’s shirt. I pick it up in my mouth, not because she will need it back but because my wolf craves having the hit of her essence in my mouth.
I scan the terrain again, but my eyes don’t cooperate. I blink as my vision blurs, and pain shoots across my temples, paralyzes my neck at the base of my skull. I go still to keep from keeling over, breathing deeply.
My wolf whines with the pain.
Fuck.
This is no time for an episode.
My vision goes completely black.
I wait, taking deep breaths to calm my nervous system.
Clear, clear, clear.
