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As I’m still exploring the hills and valleys of his carved chest, I meet his eyes.

Gone is the sorrow and pain, replaced with hesitant desire.

Desire inhibited.

So I lean in and kiss him, hoping to encourage him.

Our lips meet, and his pillowy lips stiffen under mine. I let out a little omega-kittenish moan to coax him onward…

And he totally freezes up, goes completely stiff in front of me.

I pull away instantly. “I’m sorry.” The words rush out, and I stop touching him entirely, giving him space to do whatever he needs to do.

“I—” Rook lowers his head in shame. “You have nothing to be sorry for, Willa. I’m the broken one.”

“What? No! I shouldn’t have sprung a kiss on you like that. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to kiss you, so I did without thinking.”

He lifts his head, an even sadder smile on his lips. “And that’s the problem, isn’t it? You’re so kind, so empathetic. You think you’re the problem when all you wanted to do was kiss me.”

Rook shakes his head, gets off the bed, and leaves the bedroom.

The front door unlocks, and it’s hard to mistake the sound of flapping wings for anything else.

For a girl with four boyfriends,I hadn’t expected my first time in the new hot tub to be a solo event. The embers of summer are just beginning to fade and with it comes cold Canadian nights.

Perfect for hot tubbing under the clear dark sky.

I lean my head back, letting the hot water—which strangely seems a little too hot—lap at my hairline, and count the constellations. It was a game my dad used to play with Mari and me when we were younger. We’d connect the stars and make up our own shapes, give them names and stories, and whoever could remember their creations the next time was rewarded with something special.

It was never much.

We aren’t a rich pack.

But a piece of chocolate or the coveted front seat in the pickup truck was all we needed.

I haven’t thought about that game in years. I mull over that for a while and let my body float wherever it pleases. Before long, I’m testing out all the different seats in the hot tub. Even the reclined area, which I didn’t think would be comfortable. It isn’t, but I can see the jets that point upward instead of horizontally coming in handy.

Old Willa would have given her right tit for a hot tub with cooter jets.

I settle into the deepest seat, set the jets on full blast, and let it work out the kinks in my back.

In truth, I haven’t had a single kind thought about my father since the day he left. That single action was enough to taint the years of being a great father and an even greater Pack Alpha.

If only I had known he hadn’t simply abandoned us.

He’d sacrificed himself to his generation’s champion.

You couldn’t have known, sweet Omega.Drago’s voice filters into my mind, and for a moment, I’m not sure if it’s through our new mate bond or if I’m simply imagining what he might say to me.

Drago?

And if you had known, you would have acted differently. Don’t beat yourself up for not having all the information.

I take a deep breath, letting the crisper night air seep deep into me. Drago is right, of course. But how did he know what I was thinking? I didn’t reach out to him intentionally.

I’ve discovered that focusing on you gives me a snapshot of your emotions. It’s brief, and I can only feel powerful emotions. But I felt your sadness and regret, and given the recent news I shared, I made an assumption.

And just now? You answered my question without me asking it.

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