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She closed her eyes, still reeling from the fact she had almost given herself to her boss right there in his office. If someone had asked her only last week if she would ever consider an in-office romance, she would have snapped their head off just for suggesting such a thing. And yet, here she was, having had sex with her boss the night before and just coming out of his office shaking with the thought of doing it all over again.
Her lips felt bruised with the lingering touch of his kiss, and with eyes still closed, she reached up to press her fingertips delicately against them. Were they swollen? She thought so.
And that felt so damn good. She clenched her thighs tightly together. Why was she feeling all of these things when everything about this situation was so fucking wrong?
She had already risked her oldest and closest friendship the night before when Sarah had shown up out of the blue. She could only imagine what kind of hell would break loose if Lewis were to have overheard them in Lance's office. He and Sarah were always at each other's throats in a sibling rivalry kind of way, but Kayla wouldn't put it past him to use this kind of thing against his sister.
Get a grip, Kayla!she snapped at herself. Under the desk, she discreetly pinched her own leg through her stockings. She did so over and over again until she was certain she had bruisedherself, praying it would be painful enough to take her mind off the desire she was feeling everywhere else.
She was so intent on trying to stop herself from thinking that Lance whipping open the office door behind her made her almost fall right out of her chair.
He stormed right past her, barking over his shoulder, “Kayla, come with me. Now!”
His tone left no room for argument, and in an instant Kayla was on her feet, following him out of the building. He moved so fast that even for a werewolf he was difficult to keep up with without breaking into a run.
The hard set of his shoulders and the quick march left Kayla feeling exceptionally uneasy. Though they had almost been about to have sex right on his desk, she didn't think he had gotten himself so wound up that he was ordering her back to his place to fuck her over and over until they were both finally sated and could finally say they had gotten everything out of their systems.
No, something about his body language told Kayla whatever had happened, it was bad.
“Who was on the phone?” Kayla asked as they dashed out into the parking lot.
Her cheeks blushed red and she fought the urge to snap at him when he didn't answer. Instead, he yanked open the passenger door of his truck and growled, “Get in.”
Kayla's stomach twisted. Had she done something wrong? She had only been sitting in her desk chair for a few minutes. How could she possibly have done anything to make him this angry when she hadn't even done anything save for sit down?
Still, she didn't argue or demand to know what was going on. She slipped into the passenger seat and flinched when he slammed the door shut behind her.
It wasn't until the vehicle was moving, racing through the town, that Kayla dared to ask, “Lance, what the hell is going on?”
His response made Kayla's blood run cold. “Sarah has been attacked.”
Heart pounding, Kayla leaned forward in her seat. How could she sit still after that?
“What do you mean attacked? Is she alright? What happened?”
Her throat constricted. The speed with which he was driving, how he held the steering wheel with white knuckles, the way he glowered out of the windshield as if he was prepared to mow right through anyone who got in the way, suggested that she most definitely wasn't alright.
He shook his head. “I don't know. All I know is she was found unconscious by one of my patrols. They've taken her to Silverdale manor to be treated at the infirmary.”
Kayla gulped. If she had been taken to the infirmary, then it had to be serious.
The second Kayla saw Sarah sitting up in one of the infirmary beds, she barely dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
“What the hell happened?” Lance demanded, storming into the room. He practically barged right past the healer at the end of the bed in order to get to his daughter's bedside.
“Hello Dad, nice to see you too,” Sarah said, scowling at him.
Kayla might have laughed at Sarah's response had she not looked quite so dreadful. Her head was bandaged and what little of her hair Kayla could see was matted with blood. There was a graze down one side of her face as if she had been dragged over rough ground.
Just the sight of her made Kayla's throat constrict again.
“Sarah, are you alright? What happened?” Kayla asked, hurrying to the opposite side of the bed. She had to focus on her friend right now and being too close to Lance wasn't going to enable her to do that. She needed to stay away from him.
Dropping down onto the bed, she gripped Sarah's hand and found it cold to the touch. “You're freezing!” she gasped, and before Sarah could respond, Kayla turned to the healer and said, “She's freezing. What the hell is wrong with her?”
“It's just the shock,” the woman assured her with a gentle smile. “She will be fine once the pain meds kick in.”
“I told her I don't need any pain meds,” Sarah grumbled, scowling at the healer. “I'm a werewolf. I'll be right as rain in a few hours.”
