Page 215 of His Hungry Wolf

“Sorry, Dan,” I told him feeling like I was letting the team down.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll figure it out. You just figure out how to get healthy. That’s all that matters,” he told me with a smile.

I appreciated him saying that. I had allows thought of him as one of the guys trying ride my coattails as the star quarterback who would go pro. But, I had underestimated him. He was a real friend. If there was anyone I would tell the truth about what I am, it was going to be him.

Ending work at 7, I met up with Quin and we headed to my place. He brought a bag telling me that he was intending on staying over. I liked that. I had missed sleeping with him in my arms.

When we arrived back at the cabin, he shifted and got right to work. His wolf sniffed every inch of the space before he reemerged naked and looking as sexy as hell.

“You’re right. He’s gone. There’s not a trace of his scent anywhere. It’s like he vanished into thin air.”

“Is that something that dead dragon’s do?” I asked confused.

“Your guess is as good as mine,” he admitted.

“You know who might know?”

“Dr. Tom? Yeah, I was thinking about that. But, I’m not his favorite person.”

“Maybe Nero or Titus knows something about it. By the way, did you send your dad the blood samples?”

“I overnighted it. It won’t be long now.”

With Quin still walking around naked, I grabbed my phone and shot Nero a text.

‘He sent it off. Not long now.’

‘Cool,’ he texted back immediately. ‘When do you think you will know?’

‘Quin guessed Friday. Btw, know anything about dragon shifters?’

‘No. Why?’

I debated telling him. Something told me to wait until after we confirmed that he was my brother.

‘Just tryin’ to figure everything out,’ I wrote instead.

I didn’t hear back from him after that. I wasn’t sure why.

“So, do you want to learn how to do this?” he asked standing in front of me looking incredible.

“Yeah.”

“Then, get naked.”

I looked at him suspiciously. Was he just looking for us to have sex again? If he was, I was up for it. And by that I meant that I was starting to get hard.

“Maybe, I’ll start like this.”

“Suit yourself. But, you’re going to have to tap into your inner wolf to let it happen.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means, you have to let yourself go and let your instincts and raw emotions take over. Watch,” he told me before closing his eyes and gritting through his breaking bones to become his wolf.

After staring at me for a moment, he shifted back.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” I asked him remembering the agony I felt.