Page 58 of Moon Claimed

Don’t take this the wrong way, but Greyson is kind of big. How are we playing this?

He won’t hurt us. We are his weakness.

Twisted. I liked it.I might just give you the reins for this one. I’m a bit rusty on wolf-to-wolf combat.

She didn’t snort as I’d expected. Instead, I felt her agreement in my mind. Or wherever she resided.

I won’t betray your trust, Andie Thana.

Just Andie will do.

I had so many questions. Mainly about how she sounded so wise and old when she was less than an hour old. Did she know where Luthers came from originally or anything about them? I’d known Luthers could speak to each other in wolf form, but not that they actuallyspoketo their wolves. Was my wolf limited to what I knew? She seemed to come into existence knowing how to survive. In which case, she could helpme against the pack. This could be a far stronger advantage than I ever expected.

Maybe I shouldn’t look at this development as a negative.

Your incessant chatter distracts me.

Oh. Sorry.I focused on Greyson. He’d slowed and circled us with a deliberate tread not intended to hide his presence.

He completed a lap, paused, and then retreated before stalking forward a way.

My wolf shuffled us forward to the edge, draping our paws over so we could glance to the bottom of the small rise.

I listened to his breathing, peering into the trees where I knew him to be.

Weinhaled.

Pine. Musk. River water. Sweat.

The scents hit us one after the other like brick walls.Pine, musk, river water, sweat.We staggered from the force of the smells, and a panickedyelpleft our snarling lips as we clawed at the crumbling rock ledge.

Nope.

Yelping, we rolled down the crumbling, rocky hill. I didn’t care.Pine, musk, river water, sweat. Pine, musk, river water, sweat.Slamming to a halt against a thick root, the smell barraged our senses, filling us with need.

Pine, musk, river water, sweat.

He’s coming, my wolf said with difficulty.

We struggled upward as Greyson stalked into the clearing. Sinking down, we snapped and growled our warning, ears pressing back. Our claws splayed in the forest floor, ready to provide traction, eager to slice and tear.

The wolf took a step closer, and our snarl intensified.Pine, musk, river water, sweat.

Take another step and I will kill you,my wolf boomed.

Full of shit. We were disorientated to say the least.We shook our head, but the scents kept bouncing around in there.

You are mine, she-wolf,Greyson answered.

We will never belong to you. You murdered a member of her pack.

Greyson tilted his head.She was in danger.

She can handle herself. Leave. Or die by my fangs and claws. You are no mate of mine.

A whine slipped from our teeth as his scent swam around us.

What’s wrong?he demanded.