Page 36 of Wolf Cursed


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I walked into my room, closed the door, and leaned against it. It felt good. Every second with him felt so good.

I opened the closet and pulled out the new dress and the shoes I bought in Charlotte. Mom wanted me to wear them on my birthday.

I held it to my body and looked into the mirror. It was a chocolate-brown lace fitted dress with a deep V neckline. The lace of the short sleeves was finer and transparent and the same fine, patterned stripe of lacing ran around my waist, like a see-through belt.

I put the dress on the bed, grabbed my make-up bag and my hair curler from the drawer, and headed to the bathroom.

Let’s make me pretty.

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FINN

She looked happy.

I was pacing up and down the barn between the stacks of logs. I couldn’t be in the house right now. I was too upset, and I needed to let the steam out.

I knew she was drawn to me. I could feel it, and I could see it every time I looked her in the eyes. At the same time, I thought it was too early to make a move, that it might scare her away, make her doubt me, make her question my intention to help her.

But I didn’t want to wait anymore. With every passing hour, I got more worried, and I was scared. What if those next two days were all the time we got, and then it would be too late?

Fuck.

I grabbed a log and threw it at the wall.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

WHY?

She doesn’t deserve this. To be killed by some stupid curse.

I growled.You can’t fall to pieces like that.

I ran my fingers through my hair, then dropped my hands and took a deep breath.I will find a way. I’ll figure this out.

I threw off my clothes, shifted, and ran into the woods.

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The half-hour run took away most of the tension, and I washed off the rest with a cold shower. From the closet, I pulled out a fine, light-gray shirt, put it on, and looked through the pants on the hangers.

“I think this will do,” I muttered under my breath, pulling out black pants. “Black goes with everything.”

I put them on and looked in the mirror. I wanted to look good for her.

Then I went to the bathroom to fix my hair.When I was ready, I picked up the ring I took off before the shower that I left on the sink shelf. My father’s ring. I wiped the small drops of water from the black, rectangular stone and the symbols carved on its platinum base and put it on.

ChapterThirteen

SPENCER

Looking into the bathroom mirror, I ran my eyes from the top of my head to the tip of my high heel shoes, then nodded, satisfied, and opened the door. The moment I took a step over the threshold, I saw Finn coming right at me. It was too late for any of us to step back, and we crashed into each other.

I lost my balance, and he grabbed me by my arms to stop me from hitting the opposite wall.

“I’m sorry. I . . .” His eyes traveled up and down my body and stopped on my face. “You were right.” He pulled me back into the bathroom, closed the door, and pushed me against it. “You do look even prettier than usual.” His lips crashed into mine, then moved down my chin to my neck and his hand slid up my thigh and snuck between the door and my body.

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