be loud, uncouth and not good enough for Terri. Mal thought he should mind his own fucking business.
Mal suspected that Damian might have been interested in Terri. He’d seen them talking and discussing books a few times. Charles Dickens did nothing for him so he zoned out the words. But he couldn’t deny the animated looks that had passed between the two. He couldn’t sense any signs of arousal though. And when he casually mentioned Damian’s name Terri never showed any signs of interest. They must both really love books is all he could think.
His wolf paced his mind. Damian was about Terri’s age, and although smaller than himself Mal could grudgingly admit that a woman would consider Damian to be an attractive man. In the right light . Although he didn’t really think Terri was interested in the puma, Damian was still an unmated male and therefore a threat. Best not to dismiss him too lightly .
“Where’s Terri?” Demanded Mal.
Damian looked him up and down, focusing on the drips of rain. “She’s busy.” He growled.
“I want to speak to her.”
Damian’s jaw ticked. “She can’t come to the front right now. She’s busy.”
Mal huffed and tapped his fingers on the desk. Damian stared at him with ill concealed irritation.
“Why don’t I tell Terri you stopped by?” Damian ground out.
Mal folded his arms. “No, I’ll wait.”
“I don’t suppose you could wait somewhere else?”
Mal glared at him. The two locked eyes, each refusing to look away. Finally a customer called for Damian’s attention. Stiffly and reluctantly Damian left the counter to help the lady find the library’s romance section.
Mal considered searching the library, or even breaking down the door to the offices at the back, but then again she might not even be here. On occasion Terri delivered books to older members of the town who had mobility issues. Mal had seen her car outside but Terri often preferred to walk.
He rang her on his phone. The sounds of the ring tone he had programmed into her phone to play when he called reached his ears. He smiled at the sounds of ‘You are the wilderness’ by Voxhaul Broadcast. Chosen specifically for the song lyrics ‘there’s a wolf in my heart for you’. Enough said.
He reached over the desk and found Terri’s phone under a sheaf of paper. He clicked off his own phone and then without hesitation looked at her call history. It was made up of incoming calls from her mother, sister, Liv, Rosalee and a couple from a red wolf shifter called Ed who Terri was old friends with (and who was besotted with a member of Mal’s own pack). Good . Although he frowned when he noticed that other than the call he just made there weren’t any from him. Did he really never call his mate?
Her phone vibrated and began ringing in his hand. Mal clicked answer. “Yeah?”
"Is this Te rri’s phone?” A male voice asked hesitantly.
Mal narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, who are you?"
The voice became a little more certain, and somewhat arrogant. "Dr Gary Throp, her sister said to call and arrange a time for our date...”
Mal felt a cold stab in his heart.
"Who m may I ask am I speaking to?”
"I'm her boyfriend, don't you ever fucking call this number again ! Or I will come find you and teach you a fucking lesson about messing with other men’s women, got it?"
The line went dead. Mal gripped the phone so tightly the screen cracked. He dropped it back on the desk.
He noticed Damian was staring at him open mouthed. Mal growled at him. Damian walked away a look of disgust in his face.
Mal felt his teeth lengthen, claws shot out of his fingers. God he was shifting right then and there. He couldn’t face her like this. He ran out of the library, rushing towards the woods, almost knocking a few people over in the process. Damn Mrs Martin got everywhere.
He threw off his clothes as soon as he hit the tree line
Mal suspected that Damian might have been interested in Terri. He’d seen them talking and discussing books a few times. Charles Dickens did nothing for him so he zoned out the words. But he couldn’t deny the animated looks that had passed between the two. He couldn’t sense any signs of arousal though. And when he casually mentioned Damian’s name Terri never showed any signs of interest. They must both really love books is all he could think.
His wolf paced his mind. Damian was about Terri’s age, and although smaller than himself Mal could grudgingly admit that a woman would consider Damian to be an attractive man. In the right light . Although he didn’t really think Terri was interested in the puma, Damian was still an unmated male and therefore a threat. Best not to dismiss him too lightly .
“Where’s Terri?” Demanded Mal.
Damian looked him up and down, focusing on the drips of rain. “She’s busy.” He growled.
“I want to speak to her.”
Damian’s jaw ticked. “She can’t come to the front right now. She’s busy.”
Mal huffed and tapped his fingers on the desk. Damian stared at him with ill concealed irritation.
“Why don’t I tell Terri you stopped by?” Damian ground out.
Mal folded his arms. “No, I’ll wait.”
“I don’t suppose you could wait somewhere else?”
Mal glared at him. The two locked eyes, each refusing to look away. Finally a customer called for Damian’s attention. Stiffly and reluctantly Damian left the counter to help the lady find the library’s romance section.
Mal considered searching the library, or even breaking down the door to the offices at the back, but then again she might not even be here. On occasion Terri delivered books to older members of the town who had mobility issues. Mal had seen her car outside but Terri often preferred to walk.
He rang her on his phone. The sounds of the ring tone he had programmed into her phone to play when he called reached his ears. He smiled at the sounds of ‘You are the wilderness’ by Voxhaul Broadcast. Chosen specifically for the song lyrics ‘there’s a wolf in my heart for you’. Enough said.
He reached over the desk and found Terri’s phone under a sheaf of paper. He clicked off his own phone and then without hesitation looked at her call history. It was made up of incoming calls from her mother, sister, Liv, Rosalee and a couple from a red wolf shifter called Ed who Terri was old friends with (and who was besotted with a member of Mal’s own pack). Good . Although he frowned when he noticed that other than the call he just made there weren’t any from him. Did he really never call his mate?
Her phone vibrated and began ringing in his hand. Mal clicked answer. “Yeah?”
"Is this Te rri’s phone?” A male voice asked hesitantly.
Mal narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, who are you?"
The voice became a little more certain, and somewhat arrogant. "Dr Gary Throp, her sister said to call and arrange a time for our date...”
Mal felt a cold stab in his heart.
"Who m may I ask am I speaking to?”
"I'm her boyfriend, don't you ever fucking call this number again ! Or I will come find you and teach you a fucking lesson about messing with other men’s women, got it?"
The line went dead. Mal gripped the phone so tightly the screen cracked. He dropped it back on the desk.
He noticed Damian was staring at him open mouthed. Mal growled at him. Damian walked away a look of disgust in his face.
Mal felt his teeth lengthen, claws shot out of his fingers. God he was shifting right then and there. He couldn’t face her like this. He ran out of the library, rushing towards the woods, almost knocking a few people over in the process. Damn Mrs Martin got everywhere.
He threw off his clothes as soon as he hit the tree line
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