Page 26 of Wolf Unseen

I slumped back in the chair, exhausted. A larger hand settled on my other shoulder, and when I half opened one eye, I found Tobias staring down at me, his bright green gaze fixed firmly on my mouth.

“That better?” I nodded. Much better.

“All done,” the witch said. “Be more careful next time.” The minute Tobias focused on his phone in response to a message notification, she looked me up and down, a spark of curiosity in her pale eyes. My anxiety spiked to heart-attack levels, but to my relief, she said nothing about the glamour.

“There won’t be a next time,” Tobias assured her once he’d tucked his phone away.

A small snort escaped my lips. I was more than capable of looking after myself, but it was difficult to fight back against a faculty member with an axe to grind. So no doubt I’d sustain more injuries, although hopefully not as bad as this one.

It made me wonder if Bernard the Sadist was why Felix’s cousin had ended up with a serious injury. I’d have to quiz Felix about that. Maybe he could hack Bernard’s socials and out him as a prolific subscriber of kink accounts on OnlyShifters.

“Don’t worry, little dude. I plan on having a word with Bernard, so no need to skip his classes. He won’t be bothering you again.”

Typical male, assuming I couldn’t handle myself.

“I don’t need you to fight my battles.” And besides, he could be the wolf shifter responsible for my sister’s disappearance, which made him my enemy.

And if he was that wolf, he better watch his fucking back.

16

Riley

The morning alarm woke me from a disturbing dream involving me and the candy-cane wolf shifter, where he pinned me down and railed me into the mattress. The worst part of the dream was when the hulking alpha who’d interrupted the bullies in the canteen joined us. And I liked it.

I groaned. Goddess, I needed to get laid. And soon. Being around shifters must have done something to my libido because I swore on the stars I had never been so fucking horny in my life.

Back home, where every day involved working a minimum-wage job to put food in the refrigerator, food Mom barely touched, I rarely thought about getting laid.

The human male who’d taken my V-card had made it seem like a waste of time, and my other sexual experiences hadn’t exactly set my world on fire either. Based on that, I’d concluded sex was not for me.

At least I knew what I liked and could get myself over the line.

Now, though, it was as if my body had woken up from a coma, and I could think about nothing but ripped male bodies dripping with sweat as they hovered over me and…

Nope.

Not going there.

I hauled myself out of bed and glanced at the wall calendar pinned to the door. The full moon was in five days. Perhaps that was why my libido was off the charts? I’d never paid much attention to the lunar cycles before, as my wolf slept most of the time, but I had a feeling she wasn’t about to sleep through this full moon.

Which reminded me: I still needed to find out where the full moon party was taking place. Felix had told me the Montes pack organized the parties and students from both academies attended, as well as a few other unmated local shifters searching for a hookup.

Lorna had talked in her journal about a shifter whose name began with T, and they’d planned to meet at the August full moon party. If T was some kind of predator, the sort of evil monster who kidnapped innocent females, perhaps he’d be at the next party too.

My phone rang, and I swiped to accept Felix’s call.

“I can’t find your mom.” I’d told him about her phone call, and he’d promised to look for her. Even though our trailer was no longer ours, I figured she’d still be in the area. What worried me, however, was the guy she’d hooked up with. Mom had the worst taste in males: my father being Exhibit A.

At least my shoulder felt as good as new this morning. No pain, stiffness, or bruising.

“Nothing?”

“Nope,” he said. “I took a ride over to the park, but there was no sign of her. Your old trailer’s empty with a For Rent sign in the window, so she hasn’t sweet-talked Frank into changing his mind.”

Fuck. Knowing Mom, the guy who’d given her a lift from the rehab clinic was one of her dealers, and she was currently lying in a puddle of vomit somewhere.

“Maybe I should come back,” I groaned. I could ask for emergency leave or something. Not that I could afford to change my flight. Felix had lent me the money, and I highly doubted he’d pay for a new flight.