smiling when she doesn’t pull away, and we begin our walk of the woods.
Kenly
THIS IS THE MOST SERENE, most fantastic place I have ever had the pleasure of viewing. The trees must be hundreds of years old because there is no way I’m getting my arms around them, and I bet if you climbed one you could see for miles and miles. The way the leaves rustle and branches sway is unbelievably calming. With the sunlight shining through the trees, it looks like some fairytale, magical garden and well, I guess it kind of is.
I knew there were wolves, like Max, but to know they’re there and to actually see they’re there are two totally different things. Is it wrong of me that I want Max to shift so I can see him? That I don’t feel the slightest bit scared that I’m out in the woods with a wolf that could kill me at any moment? That him holding my hand is one of the best feelings I’ve felt in a really long time?
No. No it’s not. It can’t be. My heart is leading and I like where it’s going.
Just off to the side of the den and over a cliff is a magnificent clearing. The grass is bright green without a weed in sight, like someone took exceptional care mowing the place. It’s so large it could probably fit five football fields. “This is where we play,” Max says.
Play. “Like football?” Cause that’s a lot of space even for that.
God, I love his chuckle. “Football, soccer, all the human sports.” I cringe at his use of the term ‘human’ as it reminds me that I am one and soon I may not be, or worse, I might not be anything. I shake my rattled brain. “But we also fight.”
I gasp, my thoughts tangled. “Like, hurt each other?” I don’t care who you are, wolf or human, no one should want to intentionally hurt someone else. Well, unless they do something to you, then you knee him in the balls.
“Yeah, babe. We have to keep in shape and we have to keep our skills finely tuned. So there are days when we all come out here and battle it out. We don’t kill one another, but it is known to leave some marks and blood.”
“You really shouldn’t be doing that.” My heart pains at just the mention of him getting hurt. No. That can’t happen. He can’t get hurt.
His eyes gleam with amusement. “Babe, it is the way of our kind. Soon to be your kind. It’s something we’ll work on. One step at a time.”
Yeah, because if I die during the change all of this is pointless. Don’t think about it. “Okay.” What better way to stop talking about a subject with a man than just to agree with him.
“Over there.” He points off in the distance to what looks like a little house. Wood siding and windows even. And yes, it did get him off the subject. “Is where we keep all of our toys? One day we’ll get them out and play.”
Uh … “I’m not really the sports type of woman. I mean I’ll sit and watch a game, know the difference between offense and defense, but playing it is not really my thing.” With each step we take into the field, the sun’s rays hit, the little prickling on my skin is welcome.
“Don’t worry, babe. I bet you’re a fast learner and I can be a great teacher.” He winks and it is sexy as hell. This gorgeous, tall, sexy man is flirting with me. Duh, he says you’re his mate, remember? Oh yeah. We need to discuss this whole mate thing. I’m not too sure I’m clear on this and I’d kind of like to weigh in on the important things in my life.
“Can we sit and talk?”
He stops abruptly, tugging my arm slightly. “Of course.” He sits down right where we are standing and pulls me down. He plants me in between his legs like I weigh nothing at all.
“I didn’t mean right here. We could have found a bench or something.”
His chest moves in silent laughter. “What do you have on that beautiful mind of yours?”
How in the hell do you say this? I don’t understand this whole thing with you wanting to fuck me for centuries? This has to be one of the
Kenly
THIS IS THE MOST SERENE, most fantastic place I have ever had the pleasure of viewing. The trees must be hundreds of years old because there is no way I’m getting my arms around them, and I bet if you climbed one you could see for miles and miles. The way the leaves rustle and branches sway is unbelievably calming. With the sunlight shining through the trees, it looks like some fairytale, magical garden and well, I guess it kind of is.
I knew there were wolves, like Max, but to know they’re there and to actually see they’re there are two totally different things. Is it wrong of me that I want Max to shift so I can see him? That I don’t feel the slightest bit scared that I’m out in the woods with a wolf that could kill me at any moment? That him holding my hand is one of the best feelings I’ve felt in a really long time?
No. No it’s not. It can’t be. My heart is leading and I like where it’s going.
Just off to the side of the den and over a cliff is a magnificent clearing. The grass is bright green without a weed in sight, like someone took exceptional care mowing the place. It’s so large it could probably fit five football fields. “This is where we play,” Max says.
Play. “Like football?” Cause that’s a lot of space even for that.
God, I love his chuckle. “Football, soccer, all the human sports.” I cringe at his use of the term ‘human’ as it reminds me that I am one and soon I may not be, or worse, I might not be anything. I shake my rattled brain. “But we also fight.”
I gasp, my thoughts tangled. “Like, hurt each other?” I don’t care who you are, wolf or human, no one should want to intentionally hurt someone else. Well, unless they do something to you, then you knee him in the balls.
“Yeah, babe. We have to keep in shape and we have to keep our skills finely tuned. So there are days when we all come out here and battle it out. We don’t kill one another, but it is known to leave some marks and blood.”
“You really shouldn’t be doing that.” My heart pains at just the mention of him getting hurt. No. That can’t happen. He can’t get hurt.
His eyes gleam with amusement. “Babe, it is the way of our kind. Soon to be your kind. It’s something we’ll work on. One step at a time.”
Yeah, because if I die during the change all of this is pointless. Don’t think about it. “Okay.” What better way to stop talking about a subject with a man than just to agree with him.
“Over there.” He points off in the distance to what looks like a little house. Wood siding and windows even. And yes, it did get him off the subject. “Is where we keep all of our toys? One day we’ll get them out and play.”
Uh … “I’m not really the sports type of woman. I mean I’ll sit and watch a game, know the difference between offense and defense, but playing it is not really my thing.” With each step we take into the field, the sun’s rays hit, the little prickling on my skin is welcome.
“Don’t worry, babe. I bet you’re a fast learner and I can be a great teacher.” He winks and it is sexy as hell. This gorgeous, tall, sexy man is flirting with me. Duh, he says you’re his mate, remember? Oh yeah. We need to discuss this whole mate thing. I’m not too sure I’m clear on this and I’d kind of like to weigh in on the important things in my life.
“Can we sit and talk?”
He stops abruptly, tugging my arm slightly. “Of course.” He sits down right where we are standing and pulls me down. He plants me in between his legs like I weigh nothing at all.
“I didn’t mean right here. We could have found a bench or something.”
His chest moves in silent laughter. “What do you have on that beautiful mind of yours?”
How in the hell do you say this? I don’t understand this whole thing with you wanting to fuck me for centuries? This has to be one of the
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