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That night in Ruby’s kitchen, I sealed my destiny and allowed my mate to slip between my fingers.
Tall trees crashed around me. Her scent reached me and my hungry soul. There was nothing I didn’t know about Yana. I followed her all those years. I always kept an eye on her and made sure that she was safe, but had to keep my distance. I knew what she loved to eat. I even watched her favorite series to feel closer to her.
Wolves are like that. We only mate once and, when we do, we mate for life.
Yana was my one. It made no difference to me that she was not a Virgo or twenty anymore. I wanted her. Always. No matter how. I desired her more than anything else. She was terrified like a wounded deer, in this case, scared of men and love. I was afraid that by crashing into her kitchen, I might have scared her away forever.
Taking a deep breath, I stood hidden in the shadow, watching Yana mumble to herself. She was so adorable. I couldn’t stop myself from watching her. My wolf growled under my skin, calling out to her. Her presence was the oil that soothed my battered soul. She was my one. Being close to her made me smile like a moron while hidden behind a tree in the forest.
It was much too dark for a human to detect my presence. Darkness is natural to me. Now that I saw her unharmed, my heart skipped a beat. I always believed Little Red Riding Hood was a misunderstood tale that was, in reality, a love story.
I wanted to jump Yana. She made me want things I had forgotten I even desired. A mate had that effect on you. Instead, I elongated my claws and pushed them into soft tree bark.
Yana kept walking, unaware I stalked her from the darkness, looking out for her. The forest was safe now. She could make it to the road, then I would happen to drive by and offer her a ride.
As soon as she left the thick foliage and made her way to the blacktop, I ran down the road to where I left my motorcycle and prepared to make my entrance. She deserved a knight to save her, even if she won’t accept it. I was ready to be whatever she needed me to be. A strong woman like Yana would have a hard time letting go of control, but I was patient and willing to give her what she needed, what she wanted to feel safe with me.
10
YANA
I stopped to take a deep breath when I reached the road and looked in both directions. The road was fucking empty. Why were there no cars when you needed one? Even if there were, would they stop? I was tempted to take another sip from the small bottle of vodka inside my jacket. My cheeks already burned from the exhaustion of running around the woods like a stoned teenager. I’m too old for this crap.
A loud thunder rolled over the dark sky, announcing rain.
Great. Fucking great. Just my damn luck.
It made no sense to run. Where would I go? I’d end up exhausted and wet, not only from the impending rain but also from sweat. No, I had one rule. I only run if zombies are chasing me. No zombies, no running for this girl.
The thought of zombies crawling out from the thick forest made me giggle. I need to do aWalking Deadmarathon soon. It’s been a while since I last watched that show. I always enjoy a good zombie flick.
My head turned as the sound of a motorcycle filled the night, almost competing with the thunder. It can’t be. That would be a coincidence, and I don’t fucking believe in coincidences.
A man riding a bike without a helm came closer to me. Even in the faint light from the moon that kept being covered by clouds, I recognized him. He stopped his motorcycle beside me, giving me a dashing smile.
“Can I give you a lift?” Soren asked, looking at me with eyes that were not human but green like moss after the rain.
“Will you bite me?”
He grinned. “You’re funny. I usually don’t bite. But, if you ask me nicely, maybe.”
“Very funny!”
“You’re the one cracking jokes, Yana. Can I drive you home?”
Soren offered me his hand. I could get on the bike by myself. I shrugged and took the offer. I jumped on the back of the motorcycle. My body was flush against his.
Soren turned back to smile at me. “Hold on. I’m riding hard.”
He said it with that impossible smile that made me want to press my legs together and think of Dean Winchester, only now Dean was replaced by Soren. Sorry, Dean baby. I think we need to break up. I’m crushing on this guy here.
My body snuggled against his back muscles, and my hands found purchase on his leather jacket. I leaned my head against his back. The roar of the engine was loud enough to cover my whisper.
“If this is heaven, fuck yeah.”
He couldn’t have heard me, yet I felt a chuckle shake his perfect body that I knew all too well.
It should be forbidden for any man to smell this good. He smelled like leather and man but, unlike most men, he had a wild, feral scent about him. It was a mix of forest and leather with something I couldn’t explain. My wild imagination had me dreaming of rubbing my face against his naked chest, then licking his tattoos after he ran through the forest naked.
