Page 52 of Moon Claimed

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Page 52 of Moon Claimed

His shoulders were tense as he turned away to resume cleaning.

Fuck.I was taking this out on the wrong person. Wade had been there for me. “Sorry. Again. Just—don’t take this the wrong way. I value you a lot, but I’m in a shit mood. Could you leave me to this? Forget I was a bitch for the second time.”

The itching under my skin was driving me fucking crazy. I pulled at the bottom of my sweater.

Wade ran a hand through his blond hair. “People only lash out when they’re hurting. I’ll leave you alone tonight. You better believe I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”

I blinked several times. “I don’t deserve you.”

“You deserve the very best. Of which I am.”

I kissed his cheek and hugged his firm middle. “Don’t come too early. I haven’t been sleeping well.”

“Is that why Rhona’s doing the Timber announcement to the Luthers right now instead of you?”

“That’s me sending a message to Sascha. I’ve decided not to keep going with the mating meets.”

Wade stiffened, holding me at arm’s length. “Since when?”

“Since two nights ago when I told him.”

He searched my face. “Andie. Is that smart?”

I closed my eyes in case things got charged again. “I’m sick of it. The mating stuff is his problem.”

At his silence, I cracked an eyelid. “What?”

Wade shrugged. “Never thought I’d agree with a Luther.” Before I could snap again, he squeezed my shoulders. “I’ll lecture you tomorrow. Tonight is yours.”

I grimaced. “How about we don’t do the lecture at all?”

“I’m the best, bitchhole. Not perfect.”

Ditching the rag and spray, I walked onto the porch to watch him leave. The closest cabin was a ten-minute walk according to Rhona.

Leaning on the balustrade, I scanned the area. A visit to Heather told me two frequency generators covered this space. A camera was fixed fifty metres to my right. Another, one hundred metres to the left. They faced outward to cover the road and forest bordering our territory. There weren’t any cameras beyond them.

A heat detector was stationed not far from the cabin. I’d need to be at least sixty metres from that when I shifted. Safer to be well away before that time. To my knowledge, partial shifts didn’t register as abnormal on the detectors, but I couldn’t rely on that to remain hidden.

Maybe first shifts were different.

I was going in totally blind.

Returning to the house, I set to ridding the small cabin of dust and dirt. Mopping the floor for the third time, I made the bed with linens stolen from the manor and unpacked my things in the small drawers and wardrobe.

I’d done it.

The first part ofremain in Deception Valley as a werewolf.

Time for phase two.

Dragging out my phone, I texted Cameron.

Hey, everything at the cabin is good. Just cleaned stuff up and it’s looking cosy.

I want you to see it, but I won’t lie, tonight I’m chilling out.

This girl needs a few hours to herself.




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