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Both at once?I was about to ask how his parents died but stopped myself before the words could come out. Maybe it was too hard for him to talk about if he didn’t say it himself.
“Did you grow up in an orphanage?”
“No. I was raised by my grandfather. He died when I was sixteen.”
I sighed. “I never knew my father. Mom says he died before I was born. I don’t know what he looked like. Haven’t even seen him in a picture. Maybe if he was around, all these werewolf things wouldn’t be as terrifying.” I released another, deeper sigh.
“Spencer, I’m here for you. I will do everything I can to help you.”
“Who helped you? Your grandfather?”
“No. I knew I was a werewolf since I was eight. My grandfather told me everything I needed to know about my kind, but by the time I had to turn, he was gone. I wished I had someone experienced next to me who would encourage and guide me. But there was no one. That’s why I don’t want you to go through this alone. No one should.”
We looked at each other, and the moment our eyes met, my butterflies flapped their wings.
“I’m glad you found me.”
“I’m glad too.” His gray eyes pierced me with a tender look. “We should stick together, and maybe one day we’ll gather our own pack.” He chuckled.
“And you’ll become . . . what’s your last name?”
“Leatherwood.”
“You’ll become Alpha Finn Leatherwood.”
“Or maybe it will be you. Alpha Spencer Marshall.”
“Hmm. Very feminist of you.”
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out. My eyebrows jumped up as I read the text.
“It’s my mom. She says, ‘Ask Finn if he likes his steak bloody.’”
We both laughed.
“She invited me to have dinner with you tonight.”
“Did she? When?”
“I stopped by your place before I came to pick you up. I’m leaving tomorrow morning, and I wanted to tell your mom about it in person.”
My heart sank and my sadness echoed in my voice.
“You’re leaving?”
“I have to. Your mom and I agreed that my being here isn’t safe for you.” He got up and pulled me along. “Wolves can sense each other. You kept your existence secret all this time, and I could attract some unwanted attention.”
“Then they can sense me too. You did. What does it matter if you’re here or not?”
“I don’t think they can. Not until you turn. I sensed you because you and me . . . We have some other kind of connection. Believe me, you don’t want other werewolves to find out who you are. There’s a lot you don’t know yet, and I promise to explain everything to you later. But for now, I better stay away. I left your mom a detailed map. You’ll have no problem finding me. My place will be much safer for you.” His warm look locked with mine. He cupped his hand around my cheek and brushed it with his thumb. “I’ll be waiting for you, Spencer.”
My hand slid up his chest and I felt his heart hammering against my palm.
“So,” I said quietly, holding my eyes on his. “Do you like your steak bloody?”
“My wolf loves it,” he whispered back. “In human form, I would eat anything when I’m hungry.” His face was close to mine now, but the moment he looked down at my lips, he dropped his hand. “And I’m really hungry right now. We better get there before that steak gets cold.”
He laid his hand around my back and led me toward the car.
