Page 117 of Moon Claimed
A furious snarl ripped from his mouth.Why didn’t you tell me?
I thought it was a random animal. Could it be the wolf who changed me?
It made sense.
He brushed his body around mine, focus turned outward. With gentle shoves, he herded me back the way we came.
Stumbling back, I tried to hold my ground to no avail.Are we doing this all the way back? Because I have a better idea.
Rounding on me, he snapped. I snapped right back and whirled to walk away, batting him around the face with my tail.
Do what I say,Greyson boomed.
Fuck you,my wolf replied.
Oh, shit,I said in glee. She learned that one from me.
We sashayed out of the clearing and settled into an easy lope back to Sascha’s bungalow. Back on the patio by the stream, we lay flat on our stomach.
Over to you,she said.
I promise we’ll run again tonight or tomorrow morning at dawn. I won’t make the same mistake again.
I know, Andie. Neither will I. It’s my job to alert you, just as it’s your job to make time.
Alright, I hadn’t really done this part without being in a rage. I drew forth the image of my legs and arms, the way they bent and swung. I remembered how it was to be upright and feel the tickle of my hair across my back.
The change wasn’t as rapid, but I straightened after a minute and walked to my sheet, swiping it up.
“Not bad.” Sascha leaned against the balustrade.
I cocked a brow, tying the sheet around my body. “The view or the shift?”
His lips curved, and he approached, not answering.
I tilted my chin, narrowing my eyes.
Sascha cupped my jaw, thumb brushing my cheekbone. “Running with you was an unbelievable turn-on.”
Yeah,he wasn’t alone in that. The latent thrum of adrenaline wanted me to do all kinds of wild things.
Lowering his head, Sascha trailed kisses down my throat. My head tipped back, and a sigh escaped my parted lips.I trailed my fingertips over his chest, leaning forward to place a kiss in the middle. He caged me against the bungalow wall and hooked my leg around his hips. His hands bunched in the sheet and a growl built in his throat.
Placing one hand over his, I captured his full attention and slowly traced his lips. Completing my torture, I ground into his erection at the same speed.
“Andie.” Honey eyes burned brighter than ever before. His gaze snagged on my lips, and I moistened them.
He dragged a thumb over my bottom lip, a favour I’d return in short duration.
Just as soon as he kissed me.
“Where is she?” a voice bellowed.
A slap wouldn’t have worked half so well. “What is Wade doing here?”
“I texted him off your phone a few hours ago to let him know what happened,” he answered.
“Wade doesn’t know I’m a wolf!” I scented the slight decay of Sascha’s pine.