AllFreeNovel
Share Us
THREE
I staredat the wolf for a long moment.
Ford.
It was weird to think of him as the same sexy guy I’d been checking out shamelessly for months. He came to the sandwich shop with Tea and Jesse and a couple other guys every time Teagan and I met up, even though the guys sat at their own table and talked amongst themselves while she and I chatted.
We’d never greeted each other before, or looked each other in the eyes—which I guess was what cause the whole “mate” thing in the first place.
Maybe the way I’d been drawn to him before had been a sign of the impending wolf stuff between us, and I just hadn’t realized it.
I didn’t know, but now that I’d been alone with the wolf for a few minutes, I was no longer worried he was going to attack me.
“Turn around,” I told him, spinning my finger.
He spun, and sat on the floor smoothly with his back facing away from the shower. It was a fancy thing, all tile with two shower heads and some kind of techy keypad in front of it. I stripped behind the tile walls so the wolf wouldn’t see me, then spent a solid five minutes figuring out how to work the damn shower. I was booksmart, not tech smart.
When I finally got the water running, it felt like a major victory.
I peeked out of the shower, just to make sure the wolf was still where I’d left him. Sure enough, he didn’t look like he’d budged.
Still, I’d try to be quick. Didn’t want him to get curious or anything.
I stepped under the water, eyeing two shelves built into one of the shower walls. The top one had a set of my favorite brand’s shampoo and conditioner, with a man’s shower gel beside it. The bottom held a common women’s brand shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, and razor. I knew the brand and liked how it smelled. But I wasn’t a fan of its effect on my tight curls.
I didn’t particularly want to wash my hair in Ford’s house, but considering my death sounded more likely while I still stank of Reed, I washed my hair.
Not with the girly stuff; with Ford’s.
I did use the girly shower gel though, because I didn’t want to walk around sniffing myself all day and feeling weird about it.
I wrapped myself in a towel before getting out of the shower, and heard Tea moving around downstairs. She sounded like she was talking to someone, and I hoped she hadn’t brought her werewolf boyfriend back.
I was still reeling over the fact that I was right, and he was actually a werewolf.
The first time I saw the video of Jesse shifting into a dog—a wolf—I’d thought it was photoshopped.
Then I realized I knew the dog.
When I realized I knew the man too, it was impossible for me to deny that there had to be some truth to the video. Del, my RA, had a friend was studying videography at another university, so I sent it to her. She thought the video was real—which was just another nail in the coffin.
Werewolves existed.
Humans weren’t alone.
And now…
I was this one’s mate.
Whatever that really meant.
As far as I’d gathered from everything Teagan had said, it was basically like a husband or wife.
And I did not want to be married to a damned wolf, even if knowing that werewolves were just as real as I’d suspected made me feel saner than I had in weeks.
“Ebony,” Tea called out, and I heard footsteps on the stairs. I looked around for something to use to defend myself, but didn’t find anything.
“I’m putting clothes for you on the bed. I’m sure everything will be too short since you’re so damn tall, but I figured you would prefer a crop-top and capris from me over Ford’s stuff.”
