Page 351 of His Hungry Wolf
“Maybe I can again?” He asked putting his heart in his hands.
God, did I want to say yes. But instead, I adverted my eyes.
“Of course,” he said suddenly collecting his stuff. “Was there anything else that we needed to discuss?”
“No. As long as everything’s going well with you and you haven’t felt any impulses to lash out?”
“I haven’t. And, I don’t think I’ve ever been so clear about what I want and how to get it.”
“Oh! Was is it that you want?”
Nero looked at me and got up. “You said that we aren’t allowed to talk about it,” he told me before giving me a steely gaze then walking away.
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. What did I say that we weren’t allowed to talk about? Although there were things that it was clear to me we should let go of, I didn’t remember placing any limits on our discussions.
I hadn’t realized how hard it would be watching him walk away from me, but it was. A shot of pain flashed through me. I was losing myself to him and without thinking about it, I felt my protection spell drop. I wasn’t sure why it happened, but when it did, Nero turned around.
For a second he looked at me wild-eyed. I froze half expecting him to shift into his wolf and sprint back like Evan had. But quickly he caught himself, straightened his back, and relaxed into a smile. When he continued his journey away from me, my heart throbbed in agony.
As the days and weeks passed, things didn’t get much easier. He and I met every other week for our sessions. And although I turned off the spell whenever we were together, to his credit, Nero kept our time together as professional as our first.
When I had switched off the spell initially it had been something beyond my control. But doing it now was a choice. I wasn’t sure what I was hoping to get from doing it, but the only thing I gained was a truth about myself, I was lonely.
Sure, Cory was great. And having someone I could explore my fae abilities with was nice. But, with Nero had come a family and an interesting new best friend who I desperately wanted to see again. So, when I got a text from Quin inviting me to dinner, I couldn’t accept it fast enough.
“How have you been?” I asked as we sat down at the Thai restaurant.
“Good! I think we’re completely moved in. Finally!”
“Have you been heading up more often?”
“Unfortunately not. I was up last weekend, but I can’t this weekend. By the way, we’re doing a game night at my place on either Saturday or Sunday night. Would you like to come?”
I didn’t have to think about it. Of course I did.
“Is Nero gonna be there?”
“He has an away game this weekend, so probably not. But it’s an important game for him, so depending on which day we do it, we might have it on in the background.”
I thought about it. I missed hanging out with Quin nearly as much as I missed being with Nero. At least I got to talk to Nero every two weeks. Quin had disappeared from my life.
I understood. I had drawn a line in the sand and Nero was his future brother-in-law. But the idea of spending time with him while watching Nero do what he did best was near irresistible.
“Can I let you know?”
“Sure,” Quin said falling silent. He looked disappointed.
“It’s not that I don’t want to come. I just don’t know if I should.”
“Ya know, I once thought Cage and I couldn’t be together.”
“What do you mean?”
“For a long time I thought I needed to find a cure that would stop me from shifting. And since Cage liked being a shifter, my working to get of rid of it meant that we couldn’t be together.”
“What changed?”
“Someone wiser than me explained that I was over thinking it. All I had to do was choose to be with him and everything else would take care of itself.”