Page 138 of Moon Claimed
What would you do if Sascha pleased you?My wolf paused on the river edge.
If Sascha called me female, he’d probably receive a slap.
Humanscame her reply.
She yelped at a nudge from behind. We toppled, twisting, into the water. I took over and directed us to the other side, listening to her furious tirade.
Greyson just undid all his hard work.
Let that be a lesson about showing your butthole to men,I told her.
We were joined on the other side, and Greyson followed close in our wake as we trotted back to Ella F.
Nose in the air, I inhaled for company.
The black wolf was long gone. Coward.
I shifted back and opened the trunk. Sascha shifted, too, as I grabbed a towel.
“Thanks for coming,” I said. “I know it’s not the best time.”
His jaw clenched, but it was all I could do to keep my attention on his face.
“Iwantyou to bother me.”
Lowering my lashes, I dried my hair. “I didn’t mean to insult you. I just mean that I don’t want to confuse things between us.”
“I hardly think more confusion matters,” he said.
Frowning slightly, I towelled my body dry. “I’m so sorry about Clay, Sascha. Is everyone alright?”
He sighed. “They all made it. Physically. Andie… my pack is furious. They want revenge.”
Couldn’t blame them. “We’re placing extra security around the manor. Any recommendations?”
“I believe a formal apology would go a long way. Most of us are old fashioned, and gestures of this level are respected.”
A formal apology would strengthen the stewards’ whispers about me, but it could save their lives. “Done.”
“They’ll be in a clearer headspace after the new moon. Until then, extra security is a good idea. I worry about you living on the outskirts of tribe territory. I’d prefer you were with me at the new moon.”
I grabbed an over-sized T-shirt from the trunk and slipped it on so at least my ass was mostly covered.
The heat in Sascha’s gaze ramped up a notch.Go figure.
“I’m not sure being around a pack who wants revenge is a great idea.” I closed the trunk. “But thanks. Is there anything else I should know about the new moon?”
He grimaced. “Don’t be surprised if your wolf catches a snack. Or tries to.”
Gross.“Right. And really, what should I do about running? That wolf is definitely stalking me.”
Sascha growled. “I always ensure the pack remains on pack lands during the new moon. I’ll have extra Luthers on watch to ensure nobody leaves. If you stick to the north side, there won’t be any trouble that night. Otherwise, I’d like to request that you let me join you on daily runs until we find the culprit.”
I played with the bottom hem of my shirt.
Like a regular meet up every day? That was a commitment. What did he mean by it? Or was I just reading too much into stuff? There was a male wolf after me, and Sascha’s presence would ensure my safety. That’s all he meant. “Uhm, sure. I mean, that makes sense. I run in the mornings usually though.”
“So do I, beautiful wolf. It’s no trouble.”