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“I’m not. Why would I be—”
“Is it because I’m a girl, and you think I’m weak?” I let go of his hand that I was still clutching.
“Don’t be ridiculous. Do you know how many werewolf girls are out there? It’s just . . . I’ve seen you in pain, and I hated it. I would be worried even if it was a simple headache.”
I chuckled. “So you’re a softy.”
He laughed. “Embarrassing, I know.”
* * *
Lying in bed, I was gazing at the black sky that looked like someone had sprinkled glitter all over it. I’d never seen so many stars.
The whole place was so peaceful, and the atmosphere was too romantic to think of anything else other than the fact that Finn was right here in this house, lying in bed at the end of this same hallway.
Why was everything so easy with him? I was so open with him and felt so close as if we had known each other our whole lives. It never felt strange when his hand landed on my waist, or held my hand, or touched my face. Why did it all feel so natural? Like he always had the right to do that and much more.
I closed my eyes, remembering his face. His glowing gray eyes, his gorgeous lips stretching in his compelling, signature smirk. Those few strands of dark hair falling down his forehead I always wanted to run my fingers through, and that tanned skin peeking out from his unbuttoned shirt I would love to take off. I imagined my palm on his stiff torso, gliding all the way down to his . . .
Get a grip, Spencer.
* * *
FINN
Damn, that girl is driving me crazy.
These past few weeks, I counted the hours until I saw her again, and the moment she showed up, everything changed at once. This whole place has never been so alive.
Now, when she was here, I could sense her presence everywhere I went. I knew she wasn’t asleep yet. I could feel it, and the only thing holding me from knocking on her bedroom door was her mother in the room across the hallway.
My wolf surfaced to share his view on my behavior. It was like I could hear him saying,No, it’s because you’re a chicken. You haven’t even kissed her yet.
Well, duh. And it’s not because I’m a chicken. It’s called respect.
I never wanted anyone so badly, but I had to push my wolf back before he could start whining about not having a mate.
The only way to find a mate was to join a pack. And that would never happen. Besides, that connection could be one-sided. I’ve been with different girls before, and I was sure now, mate or not, I couldn’t feel for anyone the way I felt about Spencer from the moment I saw her.
But tomorrow was her birthday. She would turn eighteen. And the full moon was only three days away.
She told me about their trip, and how her mom tried to make it fun for her, and all I heard was that it was Clare’s way of saying goodbye to her daughter. It was her attempt to fill Spencer’s last days with some joy.
It was so brave of Clare to keep smiling at her girl when her heart was completely broken, and there was less than zero-zero-one percent chance that Spencer would survive the shift.
I tried to be cheerful too, but the moment Spencer spoke about her future, she knocked me off guard, and in the end, I had to lie to her to cover my fear.
She can’t die.
I wouldn’t let that happen. And there’s no way I would give up.
She will make it. Her mother and I will be right there with her, and we’ll help her however we can to come out of this curse alive.
ChapterEleven
SPENCER
I groaned when I checked the time on my phone in the morning. It was six forty. I forgot to close the curtains and the bright daylight woke me up when it poured in through the big windows.
