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“What will happen here, tomorrow?” I gestured to the pack’s land around us.

“Nothing. Everyone will stay secluded in their dens, and we built them deep enough that sound doesn’t escape them.”

That was a relief, I supposed.

All of the other women were spending the eclipse with their mates or boyfriends—even Kyla, who had tentatively agreed to steadily date a lonely werewolf named Worren.

I hadn’t come out and told Amarok that I planned on spending the day with him. I’d suggested it that day we touched each other in his bathroom, but it had never been decided for sure.

He wouldn’t ask me, but I could imagine how the day would go if I didn’t spend it with him. He wouldn’t leave me unguarded, so he’d spend it out in the open, which I would never let happen.

So, I needed to breach the subject we hadn’t dared touch.

We walked a few more minutes before we were too close to my den to avoid the question any longer.

“Do you still want to spend the eclipse with me?” I blurted.

“Of course.” He lifted his free hand to rest on mine, sandwiching it between his arm and palm. “But I’m content to guard your home if you aren’t comfortable with it.”

I wasn’t anywhere near uncomfortable with it.

Most evenings, I went to bed imagining what it would be like if I’d managed to gather the guts to go home with Amarok, even if I knew I should take the time to heal.

I didn’t feel broken.

I didn’t feel trapped anymore, or lost.

Then again, I had emotionally disengaged from my relationship with Allen the first time I’d tried to run away from him, which was over a year before Serae brought me to Evare. So… yeah.

I wanted Amarok.

Did that mean I was going to let myself get lost in him, or blinded by my desire?

No, it did not.

But it also didn’t mean I was going to make both of us spend the eclipse miserable. Wecouldenjoy ourselves together. And from what I’d heard, it could beveryenjoyable.

“I’m confident you’ll make me more comfortable than I have any right to be,” I told him, earning a slow, panty-melting grin from the shifter.

“In that case, we need to walk this way.” He turned me around with a soft tug, making me laugh as I bumped into him, which he had clearly intended.

Our sides brushed with every step we took, and my smile was so wide, I couldn’t have fought it if I tried.

“When will the claim mark vanish?” I asked him, as we neared his den.

Despite the question, his grin remained in place. “Sometime in the middle of the night, I’d imagine. Around the same time the lust hits.”

The glow around me swelled at the mention of lust, and Amarok’s pulsed alongside mine.

We didn’t bring up our frenzy’s reactions as I climbed down, followed by Amarok.

He pulled the lever to lock the den behind us, and I turned to face him, studying him. Despite the darkness, I had no problem making out every inch of him. My transition to a shifter had ended a while ago, though I still hadn’t shifted. I’d started to feel a bit of an urge to run, which the other women told me was a sign that I could shift, whenever I decided to.

I just hadn’t decided to yet.

Eventually, the urge that they called the “itch” would get too strong to ignore. Then, I’d have no choice.

But for the moment, it was nothing more than a small annoyance.

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