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I wasn’t quite certain how I would handle things if she truly couldn’t find herself attracted to me in the future. I supposed we would need to have a frank conversation, and I would need to be open to the possibility of letting my female go.
Veil, the thought was physically painful.
Breathing out slowly, I closed my eyes and fought to stop myself from imagining her in the shower. Though I could hear her movements, my mind conjured images far more intense than any that may have actually been occurring.
Though I itched to take myself in hand for the release I needed, it wouldn’t do any good. A male shifter couldn’t bring himself pleasure while pursuing a mate. Usually, there wasn’t enough waiting for that to matter.
Our situation was far from usual.
So, I waited.
Ezra’s face was flushed when she finally opened the door. She was wrapped in a towel, as I expected her to be—and veil, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
The color in her hair and eyes had begun changing when I bit her, thanks to my magic. Her soft orange hair had begun its transformation to a vibrant shade of red, and her eyes were still in the process of lightening to a pale, glowing pink. Female wolves were always bright colors; they were our opposites, after all.
She didn’t look surprised to see me waiting so close to the door. “Do you know why my hair is changing? And my eyes? Also, do you have clothes I can borrow?”
I’d have preferred she remained naked, but couldn’t say that to her yet.
“Our bond exposed you to my magic. It’s likely making you into a shifter as we speak.”
Horror flooded her eyes. “It’swhat?”
She had a penchant for asking that, and it was maddeningly adorable.
“My magic is changing you. Your hair and eyes are merely the first symptoms of that. It will make you far stronger, and enable you to survive much better in Evare. Wolf shifters are respected.” I couldn’t stop myself from catching a wet strand of her hair and slowly sliding my fingers down the length of it.
I itched to touch so much more of her, but I had to let her set the pace.
She shook her head, and I held tight to the strands of hair between my fingers. They no longer smelled like me, and I despised that.
“You brought me clothes?” she managed to say, her voice strained. “Thanks.”
“Do not thank me for taking care of you.”
“Stop being nice to me, and I’ll stop thanking you.” She plucked the clothes from my hands and disappeared back into the bathroom, shutting the door between us again.
I fought the urge to rip it off its damn hinges.
A moment later, she stepped out in my massive shirt. Her face was still flushed, and her damp hair fell over her shoulders.
If only the shirt had been a lighter color, I would have an image of her bare form to worship in my mind.
“I’m going to sleep,” she said, handing me a bundle of fabric even larger than the one I’d given her. “Your pants won’t stay up, and my old clothes are disgusting from the travel and everything. You have more things I can wear, right?”
I jerked my head in a nod.
“Perfect. Burn my old ones, then, or throw them out however you usually do. Might as well say my last goodbye to Earth.”
My cock throbbed at the realization that she was wearing my shirt—and nothing but my shirt.
I’d destroy her old clothes so damn quickly she wouldn’t have time to change her mind.
Forcing my mind back to the moment, I realized I needed to make sure Ezra knew she would be safe as long as she didn’t leave. If she knew, she wouldn’t try to run while I scrubbed the dirt off my own skin.
“The wolves waiting outside won’t dare breach your den. To do so would be to ruin any chance of persuading you to choose them. You’re safe here, but if you leave on your own, you will likely be stolen by another.”
Ezra shot me a look I couldn’t read. “I didn’t think you were going to let me leave.”
