Page 459 of His Hungry Wolf

“Then we need to get back there.”

“We?”

“You think I’m gonna let you go through this alone? Besides, it’s a three-story house. You can’t search that place on your own. Not in the time you have left.”

“The wedding’s in a week and a half,” he said starting to panic. “Titus, I really don’t want to marry Sey.”

“You won’t have to. I promise. Even if it means destroying everyone who stands in my way, I’ll protect you.”

That was when Lou took my face in his hands and kissed me. It took my breath away. I had missed his lips so much. And when I cradled the back of his head in my hand and touched his tongue with mine, I knew I had found my way home.

Over the next hour, we came up with a plan. I needed to get back into the house. The place was big enough that I could be there without anyone realizing it. That was our advantage. I could search without them suspecting anything. Together we could cover more ground.

Secure on what we had to do, Lou walked back to the estate while I drove to the nearest diner and killed the rest of my day. I wanted to start searching right away, but Lou thought it better that I wait to sneak in when it was dark.

When the time came I returned to the side street and parked my truck. I pulled as far into the trees as I could get. Although anyone who went looking for it would see it, people driving by wouldn’t.

After that, I jogged to the grounds I remembered so well. It helped that the place was lit up like a Christmas tree. Seeing where I was going made it easy to navigate. But having to run from shadow to shadow definitely exposed me more than what was safe.

What would Lou’s father do if he saw a stranger running across their lawn? I wasn’t sure what type of magic he had, if any. And I still wasn’t sure when or if I should tell Lou what I suspected. But, in either case, his father seemed like a, shot-first, ask questions later, type of guy. And if he wasn’t, Lou’s brother was.

With my wolf perched just below the surface, I readied myself and ran from one pool of shadows to the other. As I did, I told myself that I was the one who needed to do this even if I could shift. Yeah, my wolf could do it more easily, but once I was there, I was going to need my clothes.

Sweat dripped from me as I got closer to the side door Lou had unlocked. And when I got there without hearing an alarm or gunshot, I knew my real challenge would begin.

Opening the door, I entered the guest bedroom and made my way to the hall. I had to stay low. On the opposite side of the house was the dining room where Lou said his family would be. The only thing between us was a short divider and the spiral staircase that was aligned with the front door.

Depending on where I stood, the person seated at the head of the table could see me. Yet, I had to get from the guest bedroom to the stairs and up it with nothing but railing pedestals to hide me. It seemed impossible.

“My father will sit there,” Lou had told me. “His eyesight isn’t very good and he refuses to wear his glasses. So as long as he’s not staring at Martha, he probably won’t notice you over her shoulder.”

Lou also promised to create a distraction. The bad part was that he couldn’t say what the distraction would be. I just had to make sure I was in place when I should be and wait for it.

“I’m tired of you guys!” Lou shouted from the dining room.

“Sit down, Louis,” his mother yelled.

“It’s my wedding!” he screamed. “You hear me. It’s my wedding. I may as well go upstairs right now considering how much of it you’re letting me plan. I may as well go upstairs right now!”

I smiled hearing Lou’s cue. With my head down, I peeked into the other room. Exiting the hallway, I could see Lou throwing a fit at the dinner table. All eyes were on him. That was my guy. And knowing I would have the time I needed, I ran up the stairs circling them until I reached the third floor.

Finding the door to his room, I locked myself in. I had done it. My heart was beating a mile a minute. It was such a rush. If I had Lou in front of me, I would toss him onto the bed and make love to him.

Getting here was more exhilarating than a football game. The only thing I could do to come down from it was to throw myself onto his bed. The sheets smelt like Lou. It didn’t help how much I wanted to fuck him.

By the time I heard a knock, I had come down from my high. I hurried out of bed and approached the door. A step away, the floor creaked. I couldn’t breathe.

“It’s me, Titus. Let me in.”

Recognizing Lou’s delicate whisper, I unlocked the door and stepped back. He slipped in carrying a plate of food. When he was past the door, he locked it behind him.

“I brought you some food. I told them I was going to eat my dinner in my room,” Lou said with a laugh.

“I heard you in there. You really care about planning your wedding,” I joked.

Lou smiled.

“What got them was that yesterday I yelled at them about how much I didn’t care what they planned. They have to think I’m losing my mind.”