Total pages in book: 203
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199654 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 998(@200wpm)___ 799(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
“Thanks, Cat,” I say.
“Best of luck, Jase. Everyone’s rooting for you two.”
“Could’ve fooled me,” I mutter, still feeling the sting of pack members signing Bailey’s petition.
“There will be a celebration when your mating scent hits the atmosphere, Jase. Believe it.”
***
I’m restless, like I have been, but it’s worse tonight. I feel extra amped and I’m debating doing something about it. Running to my house and back, maybe. Peering in some windows to see what she’s doing. Though, with Bailey’s sense of smell, she’ll know it. I won’t risk losing ground with her. No way do I want the progress I’ve made here to be rewound.
But is she in my bed? What’s she wearing? Is what I spilled on the sheets soaking into her skin right now? Does she smell like I’ve claimed her?
I groan, running my hand through my hair before rolling my neck and stretching my shoulders.
Yeah, coming on those sheets and hoping she’ll sleep there gave me a minute amount of relief afterward. And a little more when I drove by the house tonight.
But the relief is short-lived. My cock has been a priapic albatross around my waist since I found out she’s mine, getting heavier and more uncomfortable by the day. I gutted that apartment with extra gusto, likely disturbing all the tenants in the building in the process.
I step outside and take in the scent of the night air.
Something’s new. What’s with the moon? It’s extra bright tonight, with a yellow glow to it. Strange. There’s not supposed to be a lunar event any time soon. It looks bigger than it should.
Tyson and Mason both said the moon looked weird when magic was interfering in their lives. Is this why I’m extra-amped?
Unease prickles straight up my spine and I’m about ready to phone Mase to ask questions when I notice headlights coming this way.
It’s Bailey! I smell her well before the car gets to me and fuck… that scent. It’s like I’m bathing in it. Fuck is it addictive. It’s as if Bailey’s scent isn’t just in my nose, it’s what I’m breathing. It’s oxygen.
I run at superspeed toward those headlights, meeting her car before she gets all the way to the cabin.
“What’s wrong?” I demand as her window rolls. Her heart is racing.
She’s in a little pair of tight black shorts and a white tank top. No fucking bra. My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.
Her hair is wet. She’s amped.
“I… I… uh…”
She’s flushed. She’s stammering, flustered.
“Can I park?” she asks.
I gesture ahead. She drives the rest of the way to the cabin, me following. And while I do, my gums are suddenly fucking aching nearly as much as my nuts. She steps out and grabs handfuls of her wet hair at the sides of her head, looking distraught. She’s barefoot.
“What’s wrong?” I ask again when I get to her.
Not just that… Bailey’s scent is at least three times as strong as it was last night. What the fuck?
“I…” She shakes her head of wet hair. “Nothing’s… uh… wrong, exactly.”
“You sure?” I ask, eyeing her from her head down to bare red painted toes before my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets locking on her rock-hard nipples.
Fuck. My eyes are Superglued to them.
“I… I didn’t mean to drive here. I don’t know why I did. I just… I couldn’t relax and I couldn’t…”
It takes supernatural effort, but I tear my eyes away from her chest. She’s pressing her hand to her heart while she blows out a big breath. “Then I saw the moon and…”
She doesn’t finish the sentence. She gives her head a shake and points at the sky. “Why do you suppose it looks like that?”
“Don’t know. Just noticed myself. Come on in. I’ll get you a drink.”
I grab her hand and walk her inside.
Once the door is shut, she leans against it, biting her lip. Now her eyes are sizing me up. Her gaze stops and locks on my crotch, which has me reaching for the nearest wall to brace myself.
Fuck, her tits look incredible in that tank top. And hot damn, I’ll eventually have unrestricted access to them.
I back away slowly, fingers tingling, gums aching, my wolf restless under the surface. Beyond restless.
Yeah, if I want to make sure I don’t lose out on a chance to get my hands on the most perfect breasts in the world soon, I need to muster more from that well of self-control that’s gone bone fucking dry.
She says, “I’m not usually affected by the moon, but did you see it? And something’s happening in here.” She slaps her chest repeatedly while saying, “I felt so warm, so odd, like feverish but not…and I…” She swallows. “I took a cool shower, but then I found myself in my car driving here and I… like… I got here superfast. One second I’m pulling out of your driveway and then it was like…” She snaps her fingers then throws both hands up. “I’m already here.”