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My gaze drops to his metal woven lips, and my wolf purrs. “And will you …? Will you kiss me now so I can forget her kiss?”
He sucks in a sharp breath. “Are you sure?”
Am I? I really don’t know where I start and where my wolf ends.
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll do more than that.” He crashes his lips against mine, branding me with a kiss so scorching I doubt I’ll ever be able to kiss another creature ever again without remembering the imprint of his lips.
When he pulls away, giving me one last, lingering kiss, I slide out of his arms. Then we start up the path again with our fingers interlaced and Rune tagging along behind us.
“I’m sorry I hit you,” I apologize as we near the street that weaves through the heart of the town.
“You should be,” Jules sarcastically gripes. “I’m probably going to have bruises all over.”
“I highly doubt that.”
“What if I do?”
I roll my eyes. “Then I guess I’ll have to kiss them better.”
He holds up a hand with his fingers crossed. “Fingers crossed then that I’m bruised everywhere.”
A laugh escapes me, but it’s cut short by the thudding of at least a dozen hooves trampling against the ground.
Jules goes rigid as he sniffs the air. Then he grabs the book from his pocket. “Rune.”
“On it.” Runes strides up and grabs me by the arm.
“What’s going on?” The air tastes and reeks potently of dust and pallid moonlight, a smell that tugs at my memories.
Tears fill my eyes, but I can’t quite figure out why. Then my stomach ravels with knots.
Something bad is happening.
Jules shoves the thin book into my hand, and then Rune hauls me down the road, away from Jules.
“Where are we going?” I rush after Rune while looking over my shoulder as Jules fades into nothing more than an outline against the night.
“The king has returned,” Rune mumbles, veering down a side street. “And it’s better for Jules to meet him in the street than have him barging into his home.”
“That doesn’t explain why we’re running away.” I hug the book against my chest. “We should’ve stayed with him so he doesn’t have to deal with his father alone.”
“That might be true, but it’s more important to keep you away from the king for now.”
Werewolves roaming the streets glance at us as we rush by them. I try to ignore their stares, but awareness prickles at my senses.
“We’ll cross paths eventually. I mean, we live in the same kingdom.”
“The king rarely leaves his castle.” Rune steers us around the corner. “So, more than likely, if you’re lucky, you won’t see him.”
“One day I might.”
The glow of the lampposts highlights his troubled expression. “I know, but the longer we can prolong the meeting, the better.”
“Again, why?” What isn’t he telling me?
He speeds up as we reach the wide stairway that leads to the front door of Jules’ two-story home. “There’s a lot of reasons, but Jules’ main reason for wanting you to stay away from his father is that the king tends to hurt the wolves Jules cares for to punish him.”
