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“No. Not here in the desert.”
He wanted to kiss her. Hell, he wanted to do a lot more than that. But how wise would it be to get involved?
She was fae and he was reaching alpha status. He wanted a female wolf to be his alpha-mate. Even though Fergus’s mate, Mary, was fae, he wanted what Renee would have given him: a wolf pairing.
He let go of her hair.
Fae.
Jesus. He couldn’t believe he had fae abilities. He could build a dreamglide, but what else could he do? Could he see the future?
“What’s wrong?” She reached up and pressed a forefinger between his brows.
He could feel the tension there as well. As he forced himself to relax, she slid her hand away. “I’m wo
ndering if I have anything close to the gift you have to see the future. What’s it like? I mean how do you access it?”
She turned away from him slightly, her gaze fixed elsewhere. The dreamglide had taken on her studio surroundings. She moved slowly in the direction of the wall of objects.
He sensed she’d collected them over a long period of time. There were several bronze pieces, one of a dragon, another a wolf. She had objects carved out of wood and assembled from driftwood. There were old photos in frames, a couple of antique clocks, several pairs of glasses in then metal, round frames. A sense of the ancient lived in this room, of things from dreams, even nightmares.
“I guess what I’m trying to say is that I don’t get why a fae woman has shown up smelling like something I want to drink.”
He caught up with her then fingered her hair once more. So why had a fae woman come into his life? Would it be different if a female wolf had assisted him in the Graveyard instead of Natalie? Or was this about Natalie herself?
“If this were any other situation,” she said, “if you weren’t a wolf, and if what’s going on here didn’t feel as though the world suddenly depended on these bizarre fae gifts of yours, well, I’d invite you into my bed.”
Something inside him relaxed. He even chuckled. “All I’m thinking about right now is sex.”
Her smile widened. “I know. You smell like an entire lumberyard, one that goes on for acres. It’s getting to me.” She shook her head. “What’s worse, I like you even though you’re a wolf.”
As he searched her eyes, he felt a tremor inside his mind, though it seemed to vibrate through his chest as well. Instinctively, he knew it was something very fae, but it felt different from the dreamglide.
“What is it?” She asked. “I can tell something’s going on.”
“It is.”
“The dreamglide?”
“Not sure. It feels fae but it’s not the dreamglide exactly.”
“Very cryptic,” she said.
“This is new to me.”
She shrugged, a roll of her shoulders. Her curls rose and fell with this small movement. “Maybe I can help.”
For whatever reason, he was surprised. A fae would help a wolf? “How?”
“I don’t know.” She planted a hand on the center of his chest. The touch was all Natalie’s style, firm and confident. He drew a slow deep breath to steady his racing heart.
The internal tremor increased in strength.
Her brows rose. “I can feel what you’re experiencing and yes, this is very fae.”
“But what the hell is it?”
“I think…no, I’m sure this is about foresight or knowing. It’s not exactly futurism. I think it’s more like connection. In this case, to me and my faeness.”
