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“My mom told me I should have you punch my v-card already,” she whispered as we passed by a creek with rushing water.
I looked at her, my head tilted in confusion.
V-card?
“Is this something I’m supposed to understand? Like the Winchester thing?” I asked as we reached a part of the path filled with moonlight.
Tears began to line her luminous eyes. For a fews seconds, I was mortified that I had unintentionally hurt her feelings. Then I recognized that her body was trembling with barely contained laughter.
“You’ve read more than just Louis L’Amour books, right? Twilight maybe?”
There was a tease to her tone that put me at ease, even if her question reminded me that I was a babe in the woods in some ways, so much of my time either spent sequestered by the rancher or living the life of a hermit up by Mount St. Helens.
“Wikipedia,” I said, only passably familiar with the vampire novel she had mentioned. “Practical Mechanics, a field guide to edible fungi—”
Her hands flew up to her face, hiding all that beauty behind them.
“I don’t understand, Mosa.”
“She wasn’t serious about my v-card. At least, I think she was just trying to get some alone time with Mallory. To talk with him, of course.”
Before I could continue to press her on just what the heck a v-card was, she pointed ahead of us. Joshua and a shifter I hadn’t met before were standing next to a cluster of big boulders, rifles at the ready.
“Should I ask them what a v-card is?”
“No!” she whisper-shouted, her face flushing. “It’s…it’s slang for when someone loses their virginity.”
“Oh,” I said, my cheeks heating at the same time my cock started to forget about the dangerous rescue and nervous trip back to Night Falls, not to mention what awaited us when the cats in Illinois figured out that it wasn’t Kalchik and his people who had freed Justine, killed some of their guards and de-fingered their ridiculous excuse for a leader.
“Oh?” She repeated sharply as the shifter standing guard with Joshua pulled back an artfully painted tarp that looked every bit like rock face to reveal an entrance between the boulders. “Just ‘oh’?”
I didn’t answer, not with my throat in knots and my balls pulled tight from a steady stream of hormones screaming at me in an alien language that sounded like Klingon.
Another shifter greeted us on the other side of the tarp, then led us to where Mallory and Justine were. The two moved in an odd dance, each of them clearly wanting to be close to one another, but Justine just as clearly uncomfortable around so many strangers whose lives were now in jeopardy because of her and Mosa’s presence.
“I’ve already paid your passage with my blood and bullets,” Mallory said, his lips close to her ear. “Your passage and Mosa’s, over and over.”
Nodding, Justine climbed into a small alcove just big enough to fit the two of them and their gear. Before he pulled the curtain shut, he nodded to a spot ten feet further on where there was another alcove, its curtain pulled back, the empty space illuminated by a soft purple glow stick.
I hesitated. Mosa climbed up then glared at me as I continued to just stand there.
“Don’t worry,” she said, her words more a movement of her lips than any distinguishable sound. “I’m not going to jump your bones while you’re asleep.”
She thought I didn’t want her.
I had wanted her the instant I saw her at the stream, even before she tried to run away from me. My body had immediately responded in a way I had never experienced with any woman, whether human or shifter. And it hadn’t stopped responding, I had merely gained better control of my response as an alpha.
Mosa moved like she was going to climb out of the alcove and find somewhere else to bed down. But she couldn’t get out of the space without getting close to me. When she tried to squeeze by, my body and brain finally started cooperating with one another. I slid my arm around her waist and hoisted her back inside as I climbed up.
After closing the curtain, I draped my torso over her, my weight resting on my forearms and lower legs so I wouldn’t crush or fully pin her.
“My world was very slow paced before I came to Night Falls,” I whispered in her ear, my lips brushing against the delicate lobe.
A shiver ran through her.
“I steered clear of humans and our kind.”
“Does that mean you never…”
